Knocking on the Door

As for Ming Zhiyan, if he was unwilling, then so be it. Although he would be a little sad, it was not like he could not live without a man.

The next morning, Jian Dalang got up and went to look for Ming Zhiyan. At this time, there was faint sunlight. There was no one on the road except for the officials who were going to the court.

Jian Dalang blocked Ming Zhiyan at the entrance and looked at him unhappily.

Ming Yan was about to go to court when he saw Jian. He was surprised and asked, "Uncle, why are you here? Is there something wrong?"

"I have something to say to you," Jian Dalang said with a long face.

Ming Zhiyan had a faint premonition that his and Qing Qing's matter had been found out, so he calmly nodded and said, "Please wait for me."

As he spoke, he instructed the servant to help him apply for leave.

After the servant boy left, he pushed open the door and made a 'please' gesture. "Uncle, please come in first."