Abandoned daughter reborn, legitimate son is resourceful

Tonight's moon, half hidden in the clouds, shines into the room from the windowsill with a gray light.

The man was wearing a white silk inner garment and sitting by the window. There was an envelope on the table.

The moon shone on the envelope. The man sat quietly at the table, looking at the envelope but not daring to open it.

What is written here is only the first twenty-five years of Nan Jinming's life, and it has no meaning to him.

In fact, it doesn’t matter whether you open it or not.

Nangong Jingcheng fumbled with the envelope and was silent for a moment. He then opened the envelope, took out the papers inside and read them carefully. The content was roughly the same as Bai Ran's description, but after reading it carefully, he still found some flaws.

For example, there was no mention of Nan Jinming's martial arts skills, and there was no mention of her marriage.

So who is that man?

Why lie to yourself?

Mole on the palm...

Could it be... that she is Murong Beitang?

"Bang bang bang."

"Come in."

Nangong Jingcheng sat at the table and gently placed the envelope on the table.

"Sir, the Prime Minister has arrived with a letter sent by carrier pigeon."

Bai Ran handed the short note in her hand to Nangong Jingcheng. No one could understand her respect and restraint. Bai Ran had been with Nangong Jingcheng since he was a child, protecting him and not letting him get hurt.

This time he was injured, and I felt not only heartbroken but also very guilty. I just hope I can find an opportunity to make it up to him.

Nangong Jingcheng looked at the note in his hand in the moonlight. It read: My son, there are concerns at home. Please come back soon.

"Something happened in the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Nangong Jingcheng put the note on the table and turned to look at Bai Ran.

Bai Ran has not been seen during the day recently. When asked about Bai Ran's whereabouts, Qingfeng and Mingyue said they didn't know.

"Prince Qingping accused the Prime Minister in the court, saying that her students were corrupt and did not learn etiquette and law."

"Your Majesty, did you believe it?"

Nangong Jingcheng's eyes fell on the shadow on the ground, and his own shadow fell on the ground, casting a long shadow.

"Sir, you know that Her Majesty... can't say anything."

Nangong Jingcheng sneered. Yes, Ye Kingdom is so big, it belongs to her Pei family.

"I heard Pei Zhaoli came to Yuecheng?"

Nangong Jingcheng tapped the table lightly with his fingers. He was well-informed and his ears were not deaf.

The Siheyuan has an excellent geographical location. Through the walls, you can hear the noisy discussions on the street.

"Just arrived today."

Bai Ran answered truthfully. Even if he didn't say it now, Nangong Jingcheng would know it later.

"Do you really think I'm dead? You dare to come out with such fanfare?"

Bai Ran felt a chill down his spine. Nangong Jingcheng had always been like this. Whenever he met Pei Zhaoli, both of them would say something sarcastic and harsh, and they were equally matched. What's more, their mothers were sworn enemies.

"I heard that he came to Yuecheng to compete in martial arts and find a husband."

Nangong Jingcheng sneered: "Why? Is it that there are not enough dignitaries in the capital or does he just like these shallow people from the remote countryside?"

Nangong Jingcheng didn't want to talk about Pei Zhaoli anymore. What he was most concerned about now was whether Nan Jinming was Murong Beitang.

"Sir, let's hurry back to the capital. Let's see what the Prime Minister means. We are really in trouble this time."

Bai Ran frowned, and his heart skipped a beat when he heard that Nangong Jingcheng was going to check on Nan Jinming.

"No, I need to find out if Nan Jinming is Beitang's sister. Bai Ran, go check it out. It doesn't say that she is married..."

Bai Ran was in deep thought. When he sent people to check, Nan Jinming was indeed not married. How come she suddenly had a husband?

"I'll send someone to check it out right away, so please be patient."

Nangong Jingcheng nodded: "You go out, I want to sleep."

"Yes."

Lai Fu Village

The moon in the countryside is quite bright tonight. Nan Jinming sat in the yard and took out the peach blossom wine he had made in the early spring.

"Yan Qiu, I see your feelings for Chen Liang, but he is still young, so you should not..."

Yan Qiu casually filled his glass with the wine that Nan Jinming handed to him.

"What are you talking about? I just treat him as my younger brother. What's the difference between him and you?"

The emotion in Yan Qiu's eyes was swallowed as he raised his head to drink.

"That's the best. If you want to secure your position, you need a marriage. Have you thought about it?"

"boom!"

Yan Qiu slammed the wine glass heavily on the table, and when he turned to look at Nan Jinming, his eyes were already somewhat drunken.

"So... Murong Beitang, what do you mean by this?"

Nan Jinming's face darkened and he slapped Yan Qiu on the arm with such great force that her arm turned red.

"what happened?"

Yan Qiu touched his arm that had just been slapped, and still felt a little aggrieved as he was drunk.

"What did you call me?"

"Jin Ming!"

"What did you call me just now?"

"..."

Yan Qiu was now a little sober, and then pouted his lips aggrievedly: "Sorry, I drank too much just now, and my mouth was slipping."

Nan Jinming pretended to snatch the peach blossom wine in front of Yan Qiu.

"What to do?"

"drink wine."

Nan Jinming just picked up the jar of wine and started drinking.

"When there was no one around, I could still call you Beitang. But what about now? There's another man. What's your kindness? Why did you save a stranger?"

Nan Jinming was choked by Yan Qiu's words. She remained silent and didn't know why she saved Xiao Ran.

Nan Jinming was a heartless person to begin with, otherwise he would not have given up everything at home, abandoned his responsibility to defend his country at the border, and ran here to hide, changing his name.

Knowing the destiny but being helpless.

When she met Xiao Ran, she didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but she couldn't do anything against her conscience because the moment she saw Xiao Ran's face.

She had a familiar feeling coming over her, as if she had seen him somewhere, but now she couldn't remember where.

After rebirth, she remembered all her enemies, but she did not choose revenge, because nothing had happened yet, everything was calm, and she was the root of everything. As long as she disappeared, her mother and father would be safe and able to spend their old age in peace.

"You really talk a lot when you're drunk. Xiao Ran is not like an ordinary person. He is very thoughtful. If there is any disturbance, he will be like a frightened deer."

"So you like men like this."

Yan Qiu teased.

"Don't call me Beitang when he's here. Even if he doesn't know Murong Beitang, he'll get suspicious. I'm afraid he'll lose his sense of security and want to leave here."

Nan Jinming had actually seen this a long time ago. When he met Chu Xiaoran today, he already knew that the two of them kept secrets from each other, but these two people were gradually getting closer to each other in the invisible thread of fate.

"Oh? Are you really interested in him?"

Nan Jinming rolled his eyes at Yan Qiu and said, "Apart from men and women, do you really have nothing else in your mind?"

Yan Qiu pursed her lips, thought for a moment, and shook her head: "It seems that there is indeed nothing left."

"There should be quite a few matchmakers in the capital who want to propose marriage to you. Which young masters are they talking about?"

Nan Jinming changed the subject, otherwise Yan Qiu would keep talking about his own problems and it would be hard to tell when it would end.

"Okay, okay, since you say so, I understand. Let me tell you, they told me that they were giving me the Prime Minister's legitimate son. How can I bear this?"

Yan Qiu looked at Nan Jinming with resentment. Nan Jinming listened to her words and felt a bit of sympathy. He handed the wine in his hand to Yan Qiu.

"Why can't you bear it? You are the censor, are you not worthy of the Nangong family?"

Yan Qiu turned his head to look around him. There was no stick that could be used as a weapon in a fight. Then he lowered his voice and said, "You know that everyone in the capital knows that the young master of the Nangong family prefers Murong Beitang. That's crazy."

"After you disappeared, Nangong Jingcheng searched for you for such a long time, and he searched most of the entire Ye Kingdom. If I were you, my heart made of stone would also be warmed."

"It's impossible for him and I to be together."

Nan Jinming sighed. What else could he say? Everyone had always said that the two of them were a match made in heaven, but who knew the gap between them?

One is Nangong Jingcheng, the eldest son of the high and mighty Nangong family, and the other is Murong Beitang, the only daughter of the Murong family and a descendant of the aristocracy of the previous dynasty.

Even their family backgrounds were not compatible, and besides, she really treated him as her younger brother and protected him since he was young, also from the perspective of an older sister.

"What about Xiao Ran? You told Nangong Jingcheng today that Xiao Ran is your husband. He will stop you today. Who knows, he might come to your house someday."

"Xiao Ran wants to leave, and I can't stop him."

"I'm not leaving."

Chu Xiaoran had been hiding behind the door and eavesdropping, and he didn't close the door tightly. The two of them were drinking in the yard, and the noise was neither loud nor quiet. Everyone thought Chu Xiaoran had fallen asleep, but they didn't expect he was still awake.

Nan Jinming looked in the direction of the voice and saw Chu Xiaoran walking out of the house. The coarse cloth clothes on his body did not match his fair face.

"How much did you...hear?"

Nan Jinming's cold eyes fell on Chu Xiaoran's eyes, and Chu Xiaoran was almost suffocated by the pain.

"I heard everything, so what? Is Miss Murong going to kill me?"

"If you want to kill me, you saved my life. If you want to take it away, you can do so at any time."

Yan Qiu covered her mouth in surprise. It was all her fault that she drank too much and now she was talking without restraint and letting others know Nan Jinming's true identity.

Chu Xiaoran approached Nan Jinming step by step, walking very firmly.

Nan Jinming stood up and faced Chu Xiaoran, watching him walk towards him step by step.

"Forget about today. You heard nothing."

"No, I heard you. You are Murong Beitang."

Nan Jinming's face darkened. He looked at Chu Xiaoran's face, gathering his internal strength in his hands, wanting to knock him out first.

"You...are also Nan Jinming."

Yan Qiu stepped forward and stood in front of Chu Xiaoran: "Jin Ming, it was my fault for drinking. Xiaoran is also a poor man. Even if he knew, he would not tell anyone. Let's just trust him this time."

Nan Jinming and Chu Xiaoran stared at each other for a long time. After a while, Nan Jinming looked at Chu Xiaoran and asked, "Do you know me?"

"I have liked Miss Murong for many years."

Chu Xiaoran listened to the storyteller telling her story, and during the years when he could hear news about her, he recalled it almost every day.

But... stories are just stories after all and can never become true. Only by actually seeing and facing it can he truly feel Murong Beitang's state of mind.

"Ah? You liked Beitang? No, you liked Beitang? She... um... oh! You explain it yourself."

Yan Qiu was a little surprised, and looked helplessly at Nan Jinming beside her, knowing that she should be able to explain it.

"Like me? Many people hate me, why have you liked me for so many years?"

Nan Jinming had a self-deprecating smile on his face, his hair was tied up casually, there was a hint of sadness in his eyes, and his face was a little sunburned because of the scorching summer sun.

She had been farming here for so long that she had already gotten used to it. She had originally thought that it would be better to live out her life alone and never have to expect anything again.

"Miss Murong has been reading poetry since she was young. She can compose a poem in three steps. She is good at both literature and martial arts. She is also a famous general in the military field. How can she not be admired? When I heard the storyteller, I could imagine how good the real person is."

Every word Chu Xiaoran said came from his heart, full of admiration and love, and overlapped with the unfamiliar face in his mind: Murong Beitang was Nan Jinming, and Nan Jinming was Murong Beitang.

I didn't expect that the hope I had been holding on to live is now right in front of me.

"Did the storyteller really say that about her?"

Yan Qiu was puzzled. How could it be possible? Could it be that what he had heard before was all false, or that the storyteller in Yuecheng had not communicated with the one in Beijing?

Most of the talk in the capital is about the love-hate relationship between Murong Beitang and Nangong Jingcheng. The two have been tied together since childhood and are said to be a perfect couple, and when they grow up a little, they are also said to be a talented man and a beautiful woman.

"It's all made up, and you were so stupid as to believe it all?"

Nan Jinming looked at Chu Xiaoran who was speaking sincerely in front of him, and had no intention of making things difficult for him. Since he was an orphan, he would not be a problem if he stayed with him.

"I told you, if you want to leave, you can leave. If you want to stay, there will always be a place for you here."

Tears welled up in Chu Xiaoran's eyes, which were a little red. He felt sad and wanted to cry but didn't dare to.

"So... what you said in front of Master Nangong today, is it true or false? Can I marry you?"

Chu Xiaoran was afraid that Nan Jinming would be taken to the execution ground just like in his dream.

So, I finally met her.

It is better not to talk about the scene in the dream for now, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

Nan Jinming listened to Chu Xiaoran's words and did not dare to reply to him for the time being.

Yan Qiu standing by was like watching an unusually lively scene. Now, it has become Chu Xiaoran's home court. However, getting Nan Jinming to agree to get married is probably harder than climbing to the sky.

"You just said that if Young Master Nangong really comes one day, our relationship will be exposed. It would be better if we hold a banquet first and let everyone around us know that we are getting married. When he hears about it, his concerns will naturally be dispelled."