After the prince was reborn, he forced me to marry him and took me into the East Palace

Father Nan did not dare to delay and hurried forward to check on Nan Yuan's condition.

After a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, it's okay, Yuan'er is fine." Father Nan said, "She just caught a cold, just stay at home and take good care of herself."

After learning that Nan Yuan was fine, Nan's father and mother looked at Nan Jiamu who was guarding the bed.

"Mo'er, is it really you?" Nan's mother stretched out her hand to touch Nan Jiamu, but she was afraid that it would shatter if she touched it, and her dream would be in vain.

Nan Jiamu held Nan's mother's hand and put it against his face, and said with a smile: "Mom, how come you can't even recognize your own son?"

"I've only been away for five years. I don't think my face has changed much!"

Nan Jiamu was still in the mood to joke, which made Nan's mother burst into tears instantly.

"How dare you say that? You've been gone for five years and didn't even send a letter home. Mother thought you..."

When Nan's mother reached this point, she burst into tears.

Nan Jiamu touched his nose and said, "I'm back, aren't I?"

"Yes, they're back. It's good that they're back. It's good that they're back." Father Nan nodded repeatedly, looked at Mother Nan standing beside him, and said, "Don't cry. This is a happy event. Our two children are back safely. This is a great thing!"

Nan's mother wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and nodded.

"Let's go out first and let Xiao Yuan'er have a good rest." Nan Jiamu held Nan's mother with one hand and Nan's father with the other, and walked out with his family.

"Let me see how much you have changed in the five years since you left home."

"Have you suffered? Is anyone bullying you outside?"

"Mom, do you think I look like I'm suffering?" Nan Jiamu answered Nan's father and mother's question with a smile on his face.

Although Father Nan did not appear as excited as Mother Nan, he was also very happy in his heart.

"Okay, there will be plenty of time to ask later." Father Nan interrupted their conversation: "Mo'er came back from outside and didn't even have a bite of food or a sip of water. Why don't you quickly ask someone to make some food for Mo'er?"

"Yes, yes, I'll go right away." Nan's mother said, and hurriedly instructed the maids and servants around her.

Looking at Nan's father and mother busying around, Nan Jiamu felt warm in his heart.

It feels good to be home.

Nan Jiamu sat at the table, enjoying the meal prepared by Nan's mother while listening to Nan's father and mother talking about what had happened in the family over the years.

"Don't worry, I'm back, and from now on no one will dare to bully us!"

"By the way, Mom and Dad, what's the matter with Xiao Yuan'er's marriage? Can you tell me?" Nan Jiamu has not forgotten about Xie Luochen's matter.

No matter what, Xiao Yuan'er can't be allowed to marry him. That would make her a widow forever!

"Alas, we have no choice." Nan's mother told Nan Jiamu the whole story.

After hearing this, Nan Jiamu advocated for cancelling the engagement: "Xie Luochen is weak and sickly, can't carry anything, has a cowardly personality, and has a meddlesome mother and a self-righteous father. How can he be worthy of our little Yuan'er? Cancel the engagement, this marriage must be canceled."

Father and Mother Nan looked at each other and said, "We should ask Yuan'er for her opinion on this matter."

***

evening.

When Nan Yuan woke up, she had a splitting headache.

"hiss--"

She frowned and rubbed her temple, then raised her eyes and looked around, only to find that she had returned to her home.

"Girl, are you awake?"

"Sir, the girl is awake!"

When Nan Yuan looked up again, she saw Nan Jiamu rushing in.

Nan Jiamu had already taken off his armor and changed into casual clothes.

He saw Nan Yuan staring at him intently, he looked down at his clothes, touched his nose and smiled, "The clothes I wore five years ago are already too small, and the new clothes haven't been made yet, so I can only make do with what I have."

He turned around again and asked, "Is it weird?"

Nan Yuan pursed her lips and smiled, forced herself to sit up, and pointed to her closet.

Nan Jiamu opened the wardrobe without knowing why, and saw a set of white brocade clothes inside.

"Made it for me?" Nan Jiamu took out the brocade clothes, compared it to himself, with a smile on his face.

Although the brocade robe was white, it was embroidered with dark patterns using light-colored silk threads. It looked both delicate and elegant, and was very suitable for men to wear.

Seeing Nan Jiamu's gaze, Nan Yuan looked away. This clothes... was really not made for him.

This was not the last time that Gu Jingheng threw a piece of clothing at her side. She was just angry at him for tricking her, so she burned the clothes directly.

Afterwards, she was afraid that Gu Jingheng would cause trouble for her, so she asked the embroiderer to make a set of clothes according to Gu Jingheng's size. She planned to wait for Gu Jingheng to cause trouble and then give the clothes to him directly, thus settling the matter.

It's just that the opportunity has never come. Now Nan Jiamu is in a more urgent situation, so she gave this set of clothes to Nan Jiamu first.

"No matter who you made it for, now that I've seen it, it's mine." Nan Jiamu didn't care about it. He shook the clothes and put them on himself.

Nan Yuan saw that Nan Jiamu was in a hurry to put on his clothes, which resulted in him not putting them on properly, so she got out of bed helplessly to help him adjust them.

While tidying up her clothes, Nan Yuan saw a deep scar on Nan Jiamu's chest.

"What's going on?" Nan Yuan tried to pull her clothes open, but was stopped by Nan Jiamu.

Hearing Nan Yuan's words, Nan Jiamu's eyes were a little evasive. He quickly wrapped his clothes tightly and said, "Girl, be careful of the impact."

Nan Yuan was dissuaded, and coupled with her illness, she was so angry that her eyes turned red and she looked like she was going to cry.

Seeing Nan Yuan like this, Nan Jiamu panicked. He coaxed her helplessly: "Okay, okay, my little ancestor, if you want to see it, I'll show it to you, okay?"

"Just one thing, don't be scared to tears after watching it."

As he said that, Nan Jiamu took off his shirt.

Nan Yuan looked up and saw that Nan Jiamu's body was covered with scars, which was shocking, especially the scar on his heart. Even though it had already scabbed over, it was still possible to see how dangerous it was at the time.

Nan Jiamu felt the change in Nan Yuan's eyes, buttoned up his clothes again, and said, "You see, these things are not good things. I didn't let you see them because I was afraid of scaring you."

"The scar on your heart..." Nan Yuan hesitated to speak.

Nan Jiamu was fine. He took Nan Yuan's hand and pressed it against his right chest: "Do you feel it?"

"My heart is on the right side, so this injury is not a big deal."

"Your heart is on the right side? I never heard you say that when I was a child?" Nan Yuan felt her head was a little confused, perhaps because of her illness.

"Who would tell you this? I only found out after I was stabbed. I'm lucky, God bless me." Nan Jiamu rubbed Nan Yuan's head and said, "Okay, these things are in the past. No matter what, isn't it okay now that my brother is back?"

Nan Yuan nodded and said, "Then don't let your mother see these injuries of yours, otherwise she will be upset."

"This is... scar removal cream. If you apply it, the scar will be gone in three months at most."

She had originally prepared this ointment for Gu Jingheng. He said at the time that the scar was ugly and he didn't want to see it, so she thought of the scar removal ointment she had spent a lot of effort to prepare when she had free time in her previous life.

But before I could give it to him, I heard those things.

After that, she was no longer in the mood to give him these things.

It’s better to give it to Nan Jiamu now. After all, it would be very troublesome if these injuries were seen by his mother.

"Don't worry, with your precedent, I will make sure to wrap myself up tightly and not let anyone see me!" Nan Jiamu teased.

He took the ointment from Nan Yuan's hand and said with a smile, "Make sure to apply it well!"

precedent?

What precedent?

When Nan Yuan realized that Nan Jiamu was talking about her precedent of crying for no reason, she immediately kicked him in dissatisfaction.

"Hey, why are you fighting again? If you do it again, be careful and I will throw you out!" Nan Jiamu threatened with a smile.

"Why are you bullying your sister as soon as you get back?" Nan's mother came in and glanced at Nan Jiamu: "If you do it again, I'll ask your father to beat you with a stick."

"Let's go and have dinner." Nan's mother pulled Nan Yuan out.

“Mom, did you see that it was Xiao Yuan’er who kicked me? Why are you still scolding me?” Nan Jiamu followed behind happily and said with a smile, “She is my biological daughter. I am just a wild child picked up from outside!”