At the secretary office of Tianxiang city.
"Mr. Ning why are you doing this? I can't sign it! I shouldn't let you regret in the future, and by then you'll blame me…"
The village head eyed Ning Shaoqing with bewilderment.
Three days ago, after the grandeur house warming-up ceremony, Ning Shaoqing had made an appointment with the village head to implement the title deed.
The village head readily agreed. After all, an important thing like title deed should be finished as soon as possible. Ning Shaoqing was such a calm man. Others would have begged him to go through the documental procedure on the same day.
However, at careful examination, the village head found that the name on the title deed and property certificate was Mo Qianxue. How could he sign this?
In the face of the village head's doubts, Ning Shaoqing only smiled. The property was earned by his wife, so the documents should be signed under her name as her private property.
As for his property, he would earn on himself.
"Silly! She has married you, so even she herself belongs to you. How can she have private property…?"
Listening to Ning's words, the village head pissed off, but he didn't dare to scold her with harsh words and just threw out that self-righteous opinion, standing up to get out and vigorously refusing to sign.
He believed that Ning Shaoqing must have be deceived by the beautiful but immoral woman. In the future, when Ning Shaoqing came to the realization, he would definitely hate him. No, he must go home and let his own wife teach Mrs. Ning what were feminine virtues and rules.
However, no matter how perplexed the village head was, he finally couldn't dissuade Ning Shaoqing's determination.
Ning Shaoqing didn't argue with him but just replied everything with a gentle smile and a few jokes to block his rejection.
The village head had no other ways to talk him out of it, so, huffing, he finally signed.
After sending away the head by the carriage of Baozhu's father, Ning Shaoqing wandered around in the city, leisurely. His movement was featured by his own temperament, so, though in rough clothes, the passers-by all treated him with courtesy and made way for him.
Pacing ahead, he randomly chose one winery with a grandeur façade—Tingfengquan (Spring Enjoying Wind) and stepped inside.
The owner was checking the account book over there. He looked up casually, and seeing that the visitor was Ning Shaoqing, his hand on the abacus suddenly stopped. Instantly, he stood up and walked over to greet him with humility and courtesy.
"Glad to see you, young lord!"
After the greeting, the shopkeeper cautiously glanced around, confirming that except for the two trustworthy shop assistants, there was no others, but his tone still sounded restless and concerning, "Young lord how come you show up in person…?"
Ning Shaoqing carried his gentle smile, waving to let him relax, "How are you uncle Yu?"
"This way please lord." Uncle Yu smiled and showed him the way to backyard. Then he turned back to exhorted the two shop assistants seriously, "Awen and Abing, keep an eye on the door. If any suspicious people come in, drive them away directly."
Ning Shaoqing sat down in the fine room at backyard, and uncle Yu greeted him again, more politely with a bowing, "Asan and Awu just sent back a message. I was about to send it to you and you showed up unexpectedly."
"Uh-huh."
"They didn't find the strange doctor at the place he appeared last time. They are coming back to serve you. In addition, I've sent people to spread fake new about you in the east as you demanded."
"When they come back, let them stay here. Currently, I don't need people to serve me." Even if he needed people, he would buy a few girl servants to help Mo Qianxue. Her work was too tiring.
The two cold-faced deities, if stayed here, would definitely sacred all visitors away. Uncle Yu was dissentient about the proposal, but he never dared to say no to his lord.
He should just send lord's order to them. As for whether they followed the order or insisted to stay with lord was not his job.
Thinking of this, uncle Yu felt assured again, continuing his report, "Lord Lu didn't get news about the strange doctor either. I also sent people to find the doctor in other places, but they all got no news. The strange doctor seemed to disappear out of thin air."
Upon finishing the report, uncle Yu breathed a long sigh of worry. When he looked up again, he found lord's eyebrows raised and there was an abnormal wave sending over from outside.
Stunned, he turned around!
Yet, after all he was too old. As the wind blew, he passed away and lost his consciousness.
The door shook a little but did not open.
With a gentle blast, a black shadow solidified and appeared.
The man in black kneel down the moment he saw Ning Shaoqing, "Lord."
"You still alive?" Ning Shaoqing's voice was trembling.
The shadow guard looked up, "Yes. You're here; I don't dare to die first."
The face looked stern, but the tone sounded sobbing and there were tears flashing in the eyes.
As the shadow guard raised his face, Ning Shaoqing saw a few scars ferociously scattering on his face. Instantly, all kinds of feelings surged in Ning Shaoqing's heart.
At this point, he began to hate!
That evil woman and his unconscientious younger brother! He could forgive them for having framed him.
However, at the thought of the fact that among all his eight guards, now only Asan and Awu survived and got contact merely a few days ago and when gazing at the shadow guard's handsome face, which now was full of scars, his heart terribly ached.
Shadow guard grew up with him and had been safeguarding him like shadows that valued his life more than anything else in the world.
He was still alive, but it took him so long to be back. It meant how seriously he was injured…
Ning Shaoqing raised his trembling hand and wanted to caress the scars, but the next second it stopped in midair.
All he wanted to say turned into one sentence, "Sorry."
"Don't say so. My life is yours. As long as I keep my life, I'll safeguard you. It's the biggest honor in my life."
"Well, you go back with me. However, don't show up. You might scare lady." He could do without Asan and Awu, but he didn't wish to rid shadow guard.
"Lady?"
The shadow guard was a little astonished.
His young lord was never a casual person and never attracted by any woman. Now there was a lady? What had he missed? Hopefully, this woman was a good match for lord…
Only when mentioning Mo Qianxue did there crack a little warmth on Ning Shaoqing's frozen face.