Abandoned daughter reborn, legitimate son is resourceful

The streets in Yuecheng are intricately intertwined.

There are only a few avenues that can accommodate two carriages at the same time.

But these alleys can only accommodate two people walking side by side.

The alley that Chu Xiaoran turned into was somewhat similar to the alley where he was almost bullied at the beginning. Although he was still a little scared, there was no one to shelter him from the wind and rain now.

Chu Xiaoran strolled in the alley, taking out the dagger that he had hidden in his sleeve at the beginning. He found this dagger among his father's belongings and it had been with him since he grew up.

On the handle of the dagger was a poisonous snake spitting blood and scarlet fever seeds, and its eyes were carved with rubies. The shape of the dagger was also like a crescent moon, and it emitted an iron-gray light when it was pulled out.

As long as there is enough time, Chu Xiaoran will take out the dagger and sharpen it with a whetstone.

Even after years of baptism, this dagger is still polished and can cut iron like mud.

A month has passed, and Chu Zixuan probably still doesn't know that the group of people he was looking for are not reliable at all, and the person he killed with his own hands is probably also left unresolved.

No one in Yuecheng would care about the life or death of a small minion, let alone delve into why she was killed.

Even if Chu Zixuan knew that he had escaped, he would not send anyone to chase him, because he had the heart but not the courage.

Chu Lianqin was good at doing business, but she never cared about how Chu Zixuan was raised.

After his father passed away, Chu Lianqin seemed to still feel some guilt. Now he doesn't have a good face towards the other two people in the family, and he spends even less time at home.

Sometimes, Chu Xiaoran would also run into Chu Lianqin returning to the Chu family drunk.

The sentence Chu Lianqin said most often when he saw Chu Xiaoran was: "You look so much like your father. Do you know why you are still alive? Your birth killed your father."

Every time Chu Lianqin saw Chu Xiaoran, he always thought of Chu Xiaoran's father through Chu Xiaoran.

However, it was obvious that she did not favor her father when he was alive, but now that he is dead, she blames the child instead.

This is how people are. If they don't cherish things when they are alive, they will start to miss them after they die.

"My father's death has nothing to do with me."

Chu Xiaoran's eyes were cold. He had secretly checked and found out that when his father was pregnant, the fetus was obviously stable. It was someone who tampered with the baby, which caused a difficult delivery. He was born with a weak body because of the problem he had from birth.

Chu Lianqin looked at Chu Xiaoran's stubborn face. She had never hit a child before. Even if she said such words in front of Chu Xiaoran, she just smiled bitterly, then went to the study and drank a few more cans of wine.

"Hey, you dropped something."

The man's hearty voice sounded, carrying the heroism of someone who had practiced martial arts for many years.

Nan Jinming had already walked a long way with the basket on his back when he suddenly heard a sound behind him. He turned around and found a palm wind attacking him.

Nan Jinming turned his head to avoid the attack, then grabbed the man's wrist, pulled him down, and trapped him on the wall next to him.

"Sir, what are you doing? I lost my stuff, so you just give it to me. Are you afraid that I won't want it?"

Nangong Jingcheng looked at Nan Jinming's face as it approached him, and his face instantly felt hot. He really didn't expect her reaction to be so quick.

"You...please let me go."

Nan Jinming leaned close to Nangong Jingcheng's ear and lowered his voice, "If you attack me again without reason, don't blame me for being rude."

Nangong Jingcheng shuddered and immediately realized that the person in front of him was a recluse from the underworld. Her martial arts routines were completely different from Murong Beitang's.

Nangong Jingcheng still had some doubts in his mind, but now he could only suppress them.

"I see. I just thought you looked like an old friend of mine, so I tried to test you."

Nangong Jingcheng turned his face to the side, and Nan Jinming's breath hit his neck, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Is your health better recently, sir?"

Nan Jinming let go of Nangong Jingcheng's hand and changed the subject.

Nangong Jingcheng didn't react, as only his subordinates knew about his injury. However, Bai Ran seemed to have mentioned that a peasant woman had borrowed a carriage to take him to the city.

"You are……"

"My name is Nan Jinming. Borrowing your carriage is just a piece of cake."

"Miss Nan."

Nangong Jingcheng called out, and Nan Jinming answered with a smile.

“So he is a hermit.”

"Where are you talking about?"

Nangong Jingcheng remembered that before he fainted, he saw someone standing in front of him, and he killed all those people. Now...

Who is that benefactor?

Nangong Jingcheng has always been a man who takes revenge when he has a grudge.

Nangong Jingcheng rubbed his slightly red wrist. Nan Jinming did use some strength to restrain him.

Since this person saved me in the past, she would definitely not do anything to me now. It was just that when I saw her staying in the kitchen for so long just now, I thought she was a spy sent by someone else.

And the mole on the palm of her hand.

"Excuse me, Miss Nan, is the red mole on your palm natural?"

Nan Jinming's back was a little stiff, but Nangong Jingcheng kept staring into her eyes. How should she answer so as not to arouse his suspicion?

Nangong Jingcheng's obsession with himself was when he was alive. I deliberately faked my death in this life, and I am afraid it will be a big shock to him.

When the person you truly love dies when you love her the most, it will be difficult to get over it in this life.

Nan Jinming sighed slightly, and when he looked into Nangong Jingcheng's eyes, he saw a little more expectation in his eyes.

I still can't tell him the truth, and there is no possibility for the two of us to go back to the way they were before.

"This is what I brought with me from the womb. It's nothing. Why are you doing this, sir?"

Nangong Jingcheng looked away, hiding his inner disappointment: "It's okay, my old friend also has a mole on his palm, but it's not natural."

"What a coincidence, your old friend and I have such a connection, we both have moles on our palms."

Nan Jinming smiled awkwardly, his hands touching the basket with his knuckles and carefully feeling the rope.

I'm just not good at lying in front of people I know well.

Whenever she told a lie, she would become nervous and always wanted to grab something to ease her inner anxiety.

Nangong Jingcheng was still secretly grieving and did not notice Nan Jinming's abnormal behavior.

Now that I have made it clear that he is not an old friend, there is no need to continue to dwell on him.

Nangong Jingcheng clasped his hands together, expressed his apology to the woman, and said to Nan Jinming: "Miss Nan, I am very sorry, and thank you for helping me last time. Jingcheng has no way to repay you."

"If you are free anytime, please come to my little courtyard and have a drink with me."

Nan Jinming declined again and again: "Your old friend and I are so similar, don't be sad, if we are destined, you will meet again."

"I still have some vegetables to sell at the market, so I'll take my leave now. You've just recovered, so you should return to the courtyard to recuperate. I'll visit you again when you're better."

Nangong Jingcheng nodded, agreeing with her, but when Nan Jinming turned around to leave, he shouted.

"Murong Beitang!"

Nan Jinming's body was a little stiff, and he didn't react. Chu Xiaoran, who was walking over from the other side of the alley, also froze in place.

He didn't hear it wrong just now. The man seemed to call out, "Murong Beitang."

The three of them just stood there in a stalemate.

After a long time, Nangong Jingcheng turned around and smiled awkwardly.

"Sir, I've told you before that you've got the wrong person. I'm not the Miss Murong you're talking about. My last name is Nan, and my name is Nan Jinming."

When Nan Jinming turned around, he was originally looking at what Nangong Jingcheng said, but he didn't expect that behind Nangong Jingcheng stood Chu Xiaoran, who had just turned in from another alley.

Chu Xiaoran stood there in a daze, looking at her, a little at a loss.

Nangong Jingcheng smiled playfully, as if his conspiracy had succeeded, with the corners of his mouth raised in an arc, somewhat playful.

Nangong Jingcheng looked at Nan Jinming and laughed wantonly, and said, "Since Miss Nan didn't know Murong Beitang, why did she turn around when she heard me call her name?"

Nan Jinming knew that he had been tricked by him. Then he looked at Chu Xiaoran behind him, stretched out his finger and pointed in Chu Xiaoran's direction.

"No, I just felt a familiar breath behind me. I turned around and saw my husband. He came to look for me."

Nangong Jingcheng turned around and saw Chu Xiaoran standing there at a loss.

The expression on Chu Xiaoran's face quickly returned to normal, with a hint of calmness.

Chu Xiaoran looked at Nangong Jingcheng, who was staring at him, and gave him an apologetic smile.

"I looked for you in the market, but couldn't find you, so I wandered around casually. When I came in from the alley, I didn't know how to get out, and I happened to run into you chatting with this young man here."

Chu Xiaoran's expression was calm, yet Nangong Jingcheng couldn't find any evidence against him. Both of them were very polite.

Nan Jinming walked forward, passed Nangong Jingcheng, came in front of Chu Xiaoran, and stretched out his hand.

Chu Xiaoran understood and stretched out his hand to Nan Jinming's hand, interlocking their fingers.

Nangong Jingcheng looked at the two of them holding hands, and for some reason, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Obviously the person in front of him was not an old acquaintance, but he still felt a little jealous.

"I just came to give this gentleman some eggs. Look, he gave me a few ounces of silver as a tip."

"The money I made today is enough to buy you some of the food you want."

Chu Xiaoran was also very understanding. He knew what she meant and was happy to play this role with her.

So Chu Xiaoran looked at Nangong Jingcheng with burning eyes and said sincerely, "Thank you very much, young master. If you need anything in the future, I will ask my wife to save some specialties for you and send them to you on the way."

Nangong Jingcheng's gaze shuttled back and forth between the two of them. He couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, he just felt a little depressed and speechless.

"In that case, we'll take our leave now."

Nangong Jingcheng nodded and watched Nan Jinming holding Chu Xiaoran's hand and leaving at the corner of the alley.

"Sir, why did you come out?"

As soon as Bai Ran came back, he saw Nangong Jingcheng standing in the alley. The gray and white walls showed traces of time, like a landscape painting.

Nangong Jingcheng was among them, dressed in white like a banished immortal, with a pale face that looked a bit sickly. Just standing there made Bai Ran feel extremely distressed.

"Bai Ran, go help me check Nan Jinming. I want to know everything about her tonight."

Bai Ran's face was a little stiff. She had just gone to check Nan Jinming's background because she always felt that this woman was not simple.

Bai Ran walked to Nangong Jingcheng and handed him an envelope.

"This is all the information about Nan Jinming. She lives in Laifu Village. She studied in Yuecheng when she was young. I heard that she has achieved some success."

"Later, because her elders were seriously ill, she returned to Laifu Village to take care of them."

"Later, after her relatives passed away, she stayed in Laifu Village and became a teacher."

Bai Ran briefly explained Nan Jinming's situation. Nangong Jingcheng was silent for a moment before saying, "Go back."

Nangong Jingcheng returned to his room and sat in front of the dressing table. He thought for a long time, but still couldn't figure out why Nan Jinming knew martial arts. Could it be that there really was some reclusive martial artist in Laifu Village?

"Thank you just now."

Nan Jinming returned to his stall and saw the uncle next door selling some vegetables to him. He thought about giving the uncle a bundle of vegetables as well.

"Why are you being polite? Youngsters like you just don't know how to do business."

The uncle has a good temper.

"cousin!"

"Jin Ming!"

Yan Qiu walked towards Nan Jinming and Chu Xiaoran with a bunch of things in his hands.

Nan Chenliang was holding candied haws and pastries in his hands.

"Xiao Ran, so you are here! There were too many people and we got separated. Sister Yan Qiu said that you have been to the city before and you must remember how to get there, so we didn't go looking for you."

Chu Xiaoran forced a smile: "It's okay, Jin Ming and I are together, don't worry about me."

Nan Jinming and Yan Qiu exchanged glances and roughly understood what was going on. They had known each other for such a long time that they already had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

"Here, this is the candied haws I bought for you."

Nan Chenliang handed the string of candied haws in his hand to Chu Xiaoran.

Chu Xiaoran glanced at Nan Jinming, and when he saw her nod, he reached out and took the candied haws.

"Try it, it's delicious. I can't eat it more than a few times a year."

Nan Chenliang fed himself a candied haws. It tasted sour and sweet and was appetizing. The sugar in front of it did not cover up the taste of the hawthorn.

"Just now I saw a lot of people around the candied haws seller, and I thought it must taste good, so I simply bought a few strings to try."

Yan Qiu explained that there were still some dishes left in front of Nan Jinming, but he was too lazy to take them back, so he gave them all to the uncle next to him.

"You are so rich, why don't you just buy all the candied haws?"

Nan Jinming had seen through her thoughts long ago, but Nan Chenliang was too naive, and sometimes he might not be able to defeat a shrewd woman like Yan Qiu.

"Oh, if you eat too much of this candy, your teeth will hurt."

Yan Qiu raised his eyebrows. There were still a lot of things hanging around his neck. Now he put all the things into Nan Jinming's backpack.

"You know how to coax men with your mouth."

Nan Jinming threw the backpack to Yan Qiu: "You carry it."

"okay."

Nan Chenliang came up to Chu Xiaoran, looked at him for a moment, and then said, "Xiaoran, why is your face so red?"

Chu Xiaoran stretched out his slender white fingers and touched his face, thinking of the play he had just performed. Whenever he thought that Nan Jinming might be Murong Beitang, he felt a little confused.

"It's okay. It might be because the weather is getting hot and it's a bit stuffy."

"Then let's go back quickly. Auntie Ma's watermelons are ripe. Let's go buy one to eat to cool off."

Nan Jinming suggested.

"That's a good idea!"