C8

Ling Tianwang could clearly see that as Zhou Ruo'an's voice faded, those people started to separate and close again and again, each time making progress.

His eyes flickered. Although he was somewhat surprised, he did not feel that such training would bring about any effect.

"Miss," the deputy general gave a crisp salute to Zhou Ruo'an and called out in a low voice, "Ning Wang wants you to come over."

Zhou Ruo'an hesitated for a moment as she thought about the other person's kindness in taking her in. She then made a hand gesture to the person in front of her before walking away with large strides.

"Why are you looking for me?" Zhou Ruo'an sat in front of Ling Tianwang without hesitation and asked in a low voice.

"Wind cold, trauma," Ling Tianwang said word by word, "Are you going to keep training like this?"

Zhou Ruo'an could clearly feel the faint concern in his voice. Surprise flashed across her eyes and her heart was slightly moved.

"It doesn't matter," Zhou Ruo'an said as she waved her hand dismissively. "It's nothing."

Back then, as long as he still had one breath left, he would be able to carry out his mission perfectly, let alone now, he only had the symptoms of a cold.

Looking at Zhou Ruo'an's expression, Ling Tianwang's long and narrow eyes became darker as he said in a cold voice, "I don't want the person that I saved to be courting death."

Zhou Ruo'an was stunned for a moment as she looked at him with a funny expression on her face. The steps beside her ears shook continuously and the shadow in front of her eyes changed due to her blinking eyes.

"Don't worry, I care about my life the most," Zhou Ruo'an said calmly.

Seeing Zhou Ruo'an's reaction, Ling Tianwang couldn't help but grit his teeth and walk away without any hesitation.

After a long silence, Zhou Ruo'an unhappily curled her lips and commented, "This is ridiculous."

Hongxiu, who was standing at the side, bit her lips as she looked at her young mistress helplessly. She didn't know what to say.

Time flew. Soon, it was night. Zhou Ruo'an wondered if it was because of her imagination, but the ancient night seemed to be even darker.

Zhou Ruo'an lay quietly on her bed after washing her face and rinsing her mouth. She kept thinking about the past and present lives, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find any similarities between her and this body.

At this moment, candlelight flickered in the Prince Ning's Mansion study room. Ling Tianwang quietly looked at the letter in his hand and his expression continuously changed.

"Don't move," Ling Tianwang slowly wrote these four words. His fingers continuously tightened, making people worry about whether he would break the brush.

"Send him out," Ling Tianwang said in a low voice. He then stood up and left without any hesitation.

Human figures flashed in the darkness, and the change that had been casually placed on the table disappeared in an instant.

"I heard that someone from Zhou Mansion came today?" Ling Tianwang asked.

Uncle Zhao took two steps forward and repeated everything that had happened before without hesitation. Especially Zhou Ruo'an's response, which was not bad at all.

"Zhou Ruo'an's character right now is not much different from the information from before," Ling Tianwang said in a low voice, tapping the table lightly with his fingers.

Uncle Zhao didn't say anything as he quietly stood at the side, as if he was just a human ornament.

Ling Tianwang recalled the faint trace of confidence he felt when he talked with Zhou Ruo'an. A peculiar glint flashed across his eyes.

He had seen a lot of women, but whether it was talented girls with great reputations in the capital or renowned courtesans, none of them possessed Zhou Ruo'an's unique charm.

The next morning, just as Zhou Ruo'an was getting ready to go into the army training, she heard news coming from outside.

"Miss, Lord Zhou is waiting outside. He wants to meet you," Hongxiu said in a low voice as she stood beside Zhou Ruo'an and carefully combed Zhou Ruo'an's hair.

Zhou Ruo'an frowned. She wanted to refuse, but didn't know if the original owner was still conscious. Zhou Ruo'an only felt pain in her chest and subconsciously nodded.

Remembering her previous actions, Zhou Ruo'an's expression became extremely unsightly. He couldn't help but sneer as he looked at himself reflected in the blurry statistics.

Seeing Zhou Ruo'an's strange actions, Hongxiu's finger couldn't help but tremble. With a crisp sound, a few strands of Zhou Ruo'an's hair were torn off.

Hongxiu looked at the hair on her fingers with a pale face. Without thinking, she kneeled down and said with a trembling voice, "It was this servant's fault. This servant is willing to accept the punishment."

Zhou Ruo'an didn't feel anything at all. She looked down at Hongxiu condescendingly and waved her hand disapprovingly.

"I'll let you off this once, and help me comb my hair properly."

Hongxiu didn't expect herself to be able to pass the test so easily. Surprise flashed past her eyes as her heart was filled with emotions.

"What kind of hairpin would you like to use?" Carefully doing a basic hairstyle for Zhou Ruo'an, Hongxiu arranged all of Zhou Ruo'an's hair accessories one by one and asked in a low voice.

Looking at the exquisite accessories, Zhou Ruo'an couldn't help but frown. After a long time, she finally found a relatively simple hairpin.

"That's it," Zhou Ruo'an said in a low voice.

"Miss has very good eyes," Hongxiu boasted. "This is the only work of a master sculptor in the world."

Zhou Fu stayed in the empty living room and drank a lot of tea. Finally, he arrived at the late Zhou Ruo'an.

"Miss," Uncle Zhao bowed and explained with a smile, "Lord Zhou must see you."

Knowing that they had done their best, Zhou Ruo'an looked at him gratefully and instructed in a low voice, "I want to talk to my father alone. You guys can all wait outside."

Seeing the servants of the Prince Ning's Mansion submitting to Zhou Ruo'an, Zhou Fu couldn't help but believe Sun's provocation more and more in his heart, and he became more and more dissatisfied with Zhou Ruo'an.

"So you still recognize me as your father?" Zhou Fu asked with a sneer.

The corner of Zhou Ruo'an's mouth twitched as she asked, "I wonder why father is here today?"

"What can I do for you? How can I have such a shameless daughter like you! " Zhou Fu gritted his teeth as he looked at him. His beard was shaking, making him look ridiculous.

Zhou Ruo'an's gaze turned heavy as she casually asked, "Shameless? Did aunty tell you this? "

"That's your mother!" Zhou Fu looked at her in dissatisfaction, "You really don't know the rules!"

"The daughter she taught has such a good rule," Zhou Ruo'an said in a strange tone. Her fingers carelessly brushed the hairpin in her hair, suppressing her impulse to deal with him cleanly and cleanly.

"Disrespecting elder Sis and acting arrogantly and arrogantly. Oh, right, there's also something that you are more adept at framing than anyone else."

"Unfilial daughter!" "Shut up!" Zhou Fu reprimanded, "She is your sister!"

Zhou Ruo'an scoffed and said, "You want to be my sister when your mother is new? "He really doesn't know the meaning of the word!"