It was midnight.
The streets were deserted.
The daytime hustle and bustle had all vanished.
Life is not easy for ordinary people.
After the Ning family left, a group of people went up and divided up the torn cotton cloth and cotton.
Whether it's the fabric or the cotton, it's all good stuff.
Some people even got into fights over these items.
But no matter what, once night falls, the street becomes empty and quiet.
Only the red lanterns of the brothel hung high.
Every now and then, the girl's giggles could be heard.
Ning Hong floated quietly on the street.
He looked up at the bright moon in the sky, which was as clear and bright as a jade plate.
The soft moonlight shone on him, but there was no shadow of him on the ground, which made him feel quite melancholy.
"I wonder what's going on with Acha now?"
Did you hide away and cry again?
They ran out again.
With that thought in mind, Ning Hong stopped hesitating and quickly headed towards the Ning residence.
The Ning Mansion was brightly lit.
Many servants were stationed in Ning Zhaozhao's courtyard.
It seemed they were preventing her from running around recklessly.
Ning Hong sighed softly.
It slowly drifted into Ning Zhaozhao's room.
Ning Zhaozhao was wrapped in the blanket he had used when he died, huddled in a corner of the bed, looking pitiful and helpless.
"I'm going to see my brother?"
Why are you all blocking my way?
"My brother ran away because he couldn't see me?"
"No, I still have to go find my brother. I need to explain to him that I didn't break the quilt; it was Xu Xiuyan who did it."
"She tore my blankets to shreds."
Ning Zhaozhao muttered to herself, hiding under the covers.
Ning Hong sat quietly by the bed, listening to her rambling.
He reached out and hugged Ning Zhaozhao through the blanket.
“Acha—”
"Brother, you're back?"
Ning Zhaozhao tried to crawl out from under the covers, but Ning Hong stopped her.
"Don't come out, just stay in the blankets, I'm too cold." Only through the blankets can I feel safe holding you in my arms.
"elder brother."
Ning Zhaozhao rested her head on his shoulder.
Even through the blanket, she felt a little cold.
But she won't tell her brother.
If her brother found out, he would push her away again. Now, if her brother wanted to run away, she would have no way of finding him.
"Brother, I'm hurt."
Ning Zhaozhao said, feeling wronged.
"where?"
"here."
Ning Zhaozhao rolled up her sleeves, revealing her fair arms.
There were several whip marks on his arms, making them look particularly gruesome.
"What happened?"
Ning Hong's expression changed.
That damn guy, how dare he hit his wife!
"He was beaten by Xu Xiuyan."
"Xu Xiuyan?"
"I'm going to confront her."
In the original owner's memories, there was a person named Xu Xiuyan. This woman was also Yan Zhen's admirer and had always been at odds with his Zhao Zhao.
They're the kind of people who would start a fight at the slightest disagreement.
"It's okay, I've already fought back. She's not much better than me." Ning Zhaozhao hugged Ning Hongze's slender waist. The icy touch made her arms ache, but she still didn't want to let go.
Ning Hong noticed that her arms were bruised from the cold.
He quickly tried to pull her away.
She refused to let go and continued to hold him tightly.
"Brother, let me hug you for a moment."
"Don't be silly, if you keep hugging like that, your arms will be ruined."
"Even if it's ruined, I don't want to let go."
"Don't be stubborn. If you don't let go, I'm leaving."
"No, don't go, I'll let go right away."
Ning Zhaozhao immediately withdrew her hand.
He even had a fawning smile on his face.
"Don't be angry, brother, I won't hug you anymore, I won't hug you anymore."
"You—what would you do without me?"
"Then brother, don't leave me, just stay with me."
She knew that her brother couldn't stand seeing her suffer, and he always had.
Mother said, let my brother rest in peace.
No way! She'll make such a ruckus that her brother can't rest in peace and has to stay with her all the time.
She knew she had been willful.
But she couldn't lose her brother.
At worst, she can make it up to him for the rest of her life.
Ning Hong took the ointment from the table and handed it to Ning Zhaozhao.
"Apply the medicine yourself."
"Brother, please help me."
"No, my yin energy is too heavy. If I help you, the yin energy will seep into your wound and worsen your injury."
Ning Hong sighed softly.
He reached out and ruffled her hair. "I'll always be with you, but I hope you can take good care of yourself. Don't worry me."
"As long as you don't leave me, I'll listen to whatever you say."
Watching Ning Zhaozhao struggle to apply medicine to herself, Ning Hong felt that he should improve Ning Zhaozhao's combat skills.
Only when you are strong enough can you protect yourself.
After all, he's a ghost; he can't appear during the day.
Two days later, the Ning family sold all their properties at a low price and left the capital.
Ning Hong sat quietly in the carriage, while Ning Zhaozhao held his memorial tablet and sat happily beside him.
Ning Zhaozhao was originally unwilling to leave the capital.
Because Ning Hongze's body was in the capital city.
She didn't want to leave her brother.
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