the Ghost King.Ning Shu took the golden sore medicine and began to treat her wounds. Although she had quite a few wounds, the medicine given by Ying Si was very effective. She endured the pain and rec...Ning Shu was caught off guard and fell into the general's arms.

She sat on his lap, her body stiff for a moment.

That chill, it ran down his skin like it wanted to seep right in. The young master struggled to get up, but a strong hand pressed him back down just slightly.

The general's leg gave a slight jerk, closing the car door. Then he turned back, pressing the person against him, gripping their white, jade-like chin and charging in like a storm. It was as if a hurricane had swept through.

Fu Shen appeared handsome yet aloof.

He has a very strong presence and aura, which can sometimes come across as intimidating. Fu Shaoshuai has always been a legend in Linhai. Back in the day, he single-handedly repelled invading bandits with his gun, a story that is still widely known today.

Keep people at bay for ten miles.

This happened five years ago. Fu Shaoshuai was only twenty then. But even riding on horseback, the cold and ruthless glint in his indigo eyes still sends shivers down the spines of those who had the misfortune to witness it.

Fu Sinian, this person, actually personally handed his own second uncle over to them.

The news spread like wildfire, causing a great commotion.

Wherever he went, he was dressed in military uniform, with an aide always standing behind him. The sound of his cold army boots hitting the ground was somewhat dull. His handsome and aloof face seemed to radiate a chill, and people could only watch him from afar; no one dared to approach him.

General's kiss seems to be the same reason, leaving you with no way to retreat or avoid it.

The young master was breathless from the kiss, his beautiful phoenix eyes glimmering with desire. His eyes were red-rimmed, and a slender hand gripped the general's icy badge, revealing a small sliver of bright red flesh.

The adjutant could only hear the sound of dripping water, yet he stared intently ahead.

It's as if the one who committed such a beastly act wasn't their own military officer.

Ning Shu slightly parted her lips and averted her face.

It seems I've caught a glimpse into the General's heart.

He thought Fu Shenan was being cautious today because there were so many people around, so he wouldn't do anything shocking. Little did he know that the other party didn't intend to let him go at all.

"Why is Miss Yang angry with me"

Ning Shu slightly pursed her lips, those phoenix eyes glanced over. His chest rose and fell slightly, looking at the military officer in front of him, as if wanting an explanation.

The general stroked his chin, his thin eyelids drooping slightly: "Master Ning Si, are you sure you still want to discuss this"

Ning Shu silently said, "She was in a good mood just now, why did she suddenly glare at me Didn't you say something to her"

Fu Shaoshuai stared at him, his voice low and husky: "You don't want to"

Ning Shu didn't mind losing the favor, he just felt Miss Yang must have misunderstood something. Thinking about the look in her eyes, he felt only he was left in the dark, which was a little uncomfortable.

Fu Sinian lowered his head and lifted the young master's leg.

Ning Shu couldn't help but move her leg slightly, wanting to pull it back.

He really couldn't understand Fu Sian's behavior at times; he was indeed like a domineering warlord, not allowing others to resist or challenge the authority of people like him.

The military officer reached out and grabbed his leg.

Ning Shu only felt that the places where the military officer had pinched her seemed to be a little off. She couldn't help but say, "What are you doing"

The general's ink-blue eyes fell on the young master's ankle, that thin red thread, set against his pale and beautiful skin.

He gently circled the spot with his finger.

This made the young master unable to help but shrink back slightly.

The general then put down the hand wearing the white gloves: "Just to see if Master Ning Si has been wearing this properly."

Ning Shu didn't know what to say, he hadn't expected Fu Shinian to suddenly check this.

The general lowered his hand and finally looked over. “If I were to offer a dowry to the Ning family, would Mr. Ning marry you to me”

"Are you crazy"

Ning Shu slightly widened her phoenix eyes, a faint blush appeared on her face.

He clenched his lips and said, "My father would never agree."

How could Ning's father possibly agree to his son marrying someone else and becoming an aunt Even if that person was Fu Snian, Ning's father would never agree.

"Am I crazy, or is the Young Marshal crazy"

Ning Shu retracted her foot, looking at the man before her with a touch of annoyance: "Young Master, do you intend to play with me But know your limits."

Fu Sinian reached out and pressed his finger against the young master's nape, answering vaguely: "How would you know Mr. Ning wouldn't marry you to me if you don't try"

Ning Shu's heart skipped a beat.

He was afraid that the general would actually do such a thing, and then the Ning family would be in chaos, and the whole of Linhai would be in turmoil.

"Perhaps the Young Marshal should marry, or maybe take a wife from a suitable family"

Ning Shudao: "I am a man, so I would naturally not marry someone as my concubine."

Fu Sinian remained silent and instead changed the subject, saying: "Young Master Ning Si, are you wondering why Miss Yang suddenly became angry"

Ning Shu's attention was drawn away, and he couldn't help but ask following the words: "Why"

The general reached out his hand, slightly bending down, and slipped it through.

Ning Shu's waist was touched by his hand, sensitive almost to the point of a moan escaping her throat.

The general took up a package of unlit cigars in his hand, his voice like the cool water of the sea on a night by the shore: "It's just a misunderstanding about my relationship with Young Master Ning Si."

His gaze fell on the young master's throat, leaning slightly against the car door, his voice cold and indifferent: "...Probably thinks that I and Master Ning are doing something shady behind her back."

Ning Shu initially couldn't quite understand.

When the general's indifferent yet piercing gaze fell upon his throat, he was taken aback for a moment. He didn't know why, but inexplicably, he felt a strange understanding.

The young master's face flushed red, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

"I am, like the young marshal, innocent and pure. If not for the young marshal's deliberate guidance, how could Miss Yang have misunderstood"

"I deliberately guided" Fu Sian retorted.

He paused his hand holding the cigar, with an ambiguous expression saying: "Even men don't necessarily understand. Miss Yang is truly innocent and naive."

Ning Shu could hear that he was mocking Miss Yang, and for a moment, she had nothing to say.

The officer raised his hand, and a scent of cedarwood wafted over.

The young master's nape was being pinched.

He lowered his head slightly, his voice carrying a hint of chill: "Master Ning the Fourth has a sharp tongue. I wonder when he will be able to personally experience its exquisite nature."

The general's cold belt came over and pressed against Ning Shu's.

That tall figure rose and fell slightly.

Ning Shu was jostled.

He widened his eyes slightly, and then the car door opened.

Fu Sinian sat upright in the car, raising his hand to straighten his collar: "Miss Yang is not a suitable candidate."

"If you insist on choosing her, I won't show you any mercy."

His tone was casual, but there was a hint of ruthlessness in his words.

When Ning Shu returned to the Ning family, she felt a little dazed.

He seemed to only understand now what those people meant when they talked about Fu Shaoshuai.

It was as if, back at the banquet, when he first caught the General's eye, he had already been doomed.

....

Ning Shu slept very lightly and got up early.

Aunt prepared the tea and poured him a cup, saying, "Fourth Master, have some tea in the morning, it will invigorate you."

Ning Shu said thank you.

Someone walked down the stairs.

He initially thought it was Ning Rou, but when he saw the woman coming down, he was slightly taken aback.

It is Ningwan.

His elder sister.

This older sister was actually the most unwelcome in the Ning family. Even the elder mistress treated her with some coldness, leaving her feeling disheartened. So when Ning Wan was at home, she was mostly like a transparent person.

Ning Wan walked to his side, raised her teacup, and took a sip.

As if sensing Ning Shu's gaze, he raised his eyes and looked over.

"Big sister."

Ning Shu cried out.

"Hmm."

Ning Wan's personality seemed a bit cold, and she didn't speak much. Her appearance was the type that was elegant and refined, with a very mature and independent vibe.

She nodded slightly, then stopped talking to Ning Shu. She just flipped through the new paper that had been delivered today.

Ning Shu followed her gaze and saw two large characters, "Li Yuan," seemingly printed on the newspaper.

Ning Guan glanced at it a few times, then put it down.

Ning Shu actually had a bit of an impression of this older sister, so he withdrew his gaze.

"Is the Liyuan going to start classes next month I saw in the newspapers these past two days that it's being talked about."

The Pear Garden holds classes every six months, which attract a lot of attention.

Opening a class means the pear garden needs to prepare many plays.

Ning Shu looked at Ning Wan and said, "Will elder sister also go on stage Can I go too"

The woman's face registered surprise.

Actually, troupes of actors were considered the lowest of the low in Linhai. They weren't even as respected as dancers in nightclubs, and no one would want to be associated with them. Especially since the Ning family was well-respected, Ning's father found her involvement in such a profession embarrassing. The other wives wouldn't hesitate to gossip about her behind her back.

As for the other two sisters, one outside although her reputation is not much better. But also looks down on this elder sister, and the well-behaved one, should have been beaten by the second aunt, although respectful, but the relationship with her is not good either, and does not understand why she would choose to be an actress in a theater troupe.

But this fourth younger brother was the first one to say such things to her.

Ning Wan, in her twenties, had seen all sorts of people in the pear garden. Naturally, she knew how to see through a person's demeanor. She could sense that this fourth brother seemed indifferent to the pear garden and treated her with kindness and friendliness.

Ning Wan said: "If your father knew you went to that kind of place, I'm afraid he wouldn't be too happy."

Ning Shu quickly said, "It's just to take a look, there shouldn't be anything wrong." He whispered, "I haven't seen my elder sister sing on stage before. My elder sister is beautiful, and she should be good at singing opera too."

Ning Wan in the end still didn't say anything, the class will be starting next month, she still needs to practice more at Li Yuan right now.

The roles have been decided.

But who knew something would happen today.

One of the opera troupes suffered scalding injuries to their hands and feet, with only ten days left before they were due to disband.

The pear garden is also very upsetting.

This was going well, how come it went wrong at the crucial momentng outside was a very tall man, bald. He looked rather menacing and his gaze swept around the living room, pausing particularly at the bedroom doorway.Zhang Qi expressed his displeasure with a flat to...