Su Luo rolled her eyes at him unhappily. As expected, she didn't understand the circle of the powerful and wealthy. She had experienced the privileges of the Second Young Master Nangong.
The Snow-hoofed Black Dragon Colt is worthy of being a six-star mount of the Great Perfection. Its speed is so fast that it is almost as fast as lightning.
Su Luo soared in the air above the imperial capital.
There was a cool breeze in my face and Nangong Liuyun's warm chest beside me.
Looking around, the lights below are dim, and the tiny points of light look like fireflies all over the ground.
The entire imperial capital is vast and boundless, with no end in sight.
I'm afraid only a few people can enjoy such beautiful scenery in the imperial capital.
The Snow-hoofed Black Dragon Colt was very fast. Su Luo felt that she had just sat on it when the Snow-hoofed Black Dragon Colt had already reached its destination.
Looking at the villa below, Su Luo's eyes flashed slightly.
This is Nangong Liuyun’s villa, Jingyuan.
The last time she was seriously injured, she was brought here by Nangong Liuyun to recuperate.
The last time Su Luo saw the word Jingyuan, she didn't have any thoughts. She just thought that the name of the garden was well chosen, a place of tranquility and remoteness.
But now, when she knew that Ning San's name was Ning Jingyi, and saw the two words Jingyuan, Su Luo's heart trembled slightly for no reason.
Su Luo pretended to be calm: "Nangong Liuyun."
"Hmm?" Young Master Nangong tilted his head and looked at Su Luo with his handsome eyes in confusion.
"Your handwriting is very good, but why are the words on this plaque not written by you?" Su Luo asked casually.
In fact, what she wanted to ask most was who wrote the words on the plaque.
My writing is so elegant and graceful, so pure and otherworldly, it doesn't seem to be written by a man.
Young Master Nangong looked indifferent as he glanced at the plaque and hummed casually.
And then, nothing happened.
Su Luo was not discouraged. She glanced at Nangong Liuyun and said, "I find you are not very good at chatting."
"What's wrong?" Nangong Liuyun glanced at her lazily.
"Besides 'hmm', won't you say anything else? For example, who wrote it, when was it written, and why was it written by her?" Su Luo pulled Nangong Liuyun's sleeve, seemingly casually, but her heart was involuntarily lifted.
Nangong Second Young Master didn't seem to want to discuss this topic, and said calmly, "It was written by an old friend."
"Old friend? Which old friend?" Su Luo asked aggressively.
Nangong Second Young Master suddenly stopped, and looked at Su Luo with deep eyes, his eyes full of meaning: "You don't know him, so don't ask."
He obviously didn't want to talk about it.
"Why is it called Jingyuan?" Su Luo clenched her fists and stared at Nangong Liuyun.
Nangong Liuyun was obviously getting impatient. He looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze, "What exactly do you want to say?"
Su Luo: "Jingyuan Jingyuan, is it because that person's name has the word Jing in it?"
Su Luo couldn't hold it in any longer and blurted out these words!
After asking, she felt relieved. Her eyes stared straight at Nangong Liuyun with a serious look.
"Who told you that?" Nangong's deep eyes narrowed dangerously, "Those Murong family members?"
"Who told me it's important?" Su Luo stared at him quietly.
Nangong Liuyun raised his eyebrows, his eyes like sharp blades, which made Su Luo feel a little scared.
"You..." Nangong Second Young Master pointed at Su Luo and finally patted her head, "You are just worrying about nothing."
"What do you mean?" Su Luo stared at him, a hint of grievance hidden in her eyes, and asked closely.
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