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

Nan Yuan pursed her lips, said nothing, and just stared into Nan Jiamu's eyes silently.

Nan Jiamu suddenly had a bad premonition. He took a long time to find his voice and asked, "You were joking with your brother, right?"

"My cousin and I got engaged. It happened just a month and a half ago, and I haven't had time to tell you yet." Nan Yuan confessed.

Nan Jiamu will know about this matter sooner or later.

"We plan to hold the wedding at the end of the year. You can come home by then and catch up with us to attend our wedding."

Nan Jiamu stood up from the bed in an instant, walked around the room several times with his hands on his hips, and finally looked back at Nan Yuan with a look of disappointment: "Is there something wrong with your eyes? How could you be attracted to such a wimp? There is no connection between them, he is neither good at literature nor martial arts, and he is also a sickly person. How could you be attracted to him?"

"Okay, brother, it's useless for you to say more. The matter is a foregone conclusion." Nan Yuan pushed Nan Jiamu down.

"What do you mean by finality? If I don't know about this marriage, then it doesn't count!" Nan Jiamu threw his sleeves and said angrily, "Anyway, I don't agree with this marriage."

"It's no use even if you disagree. We've completed the six rituals. All that's left is the official paperwork. I think the paperwork will be available this time when we go back. Then we can pick a good day to get married." Nan Yuan lowered her head and twisted her fingers.

"Xiao Yuan'er, can you use your brain and think carefully about what Xie Luochen can accomplish? In the future, there is a high probability that his career will not go smoothly, and he will be suppressed everywhere. If you marry him, will you be depressed with him?"

"How much affection do you think will remain between you and him by then?"

Nan Yuan took a deep breath and said, "But so what? At least I can live well in this world, which is better than dying."

Nan Jiamu was so angry that she almost couldn't breathe: "Will you die if you don't get married?

Is it because the family doesn't have enough money and you spend it or what? Do you have to get married to survive?"

Nan Yuan looked up at Nan Jiamu and said, "When you left, everyone thought you were dead. I won't even mention how much cold stares and grievances my parents and I have endured over the years.

My parents are still alive, and there are still many people who blatantly try to force their sons into our family, saying that they want to fulfill their filial piety for you. Their intention is to wait for my parents to pass away, then take all the family property and kick me out.

Just like you said, if I don’t get married, let alone whether I can keep this family property, once my parents are gone, I can’t even say whether I can save my life in this world.”

Somehow, all the anger in Nan Jiamu's heart disappeared, and what surged into his heart was endless discomfort.

"I know what a life of frustration means, but at worst my cousin and I can live a stable and peaceful life." Nan Yuan finished her words calmly.

Nan Jiamu looked at Nan Yuan deeply, walked up to her and asked, "Brother, I just want to ask you one question, do you like Xie Luochen?"

Nan Yuan smiled bitterly. What’s the point of liking it or not?

She does like Gu Jingheng, but liking Gu Jingheng is fatal!

After weighing the pros and cons, Xie Luochen is already her best choice.

"Brother, sometimes suitability is much more important than liking someone."

What was there for Nan Jiamu to not understand after hearing this?

He searched through boxes and cabinets for a long time, then found a letter, stuffed it into Nan Yuan's hand, and said, "I don't care whether it's suitable or not. As long as you don't like it, then we won't get married."

“You know better than your brother how much family property there is and where we can get it.

You should memorize this map tonight and find a chance to leave here.

From now on, the sky is high and the water is long. You can go wherever you want. If there is someone you like, you can be with him. If there is no one, you can live alone. With money in hand, you can live a good life wherever you go. "

"But Dad and Mom..."

"There's no buts. If you miss your parents and me, wait until this storm is over and then come back secretly. We can still hide you in our house.

My brother is back, leave the rest to me and just do what you like."

Nan Jiamu wanted to say something when he suddenly heard the voice of the guard outside the tent.

"Master Shen!"

Lord Shen?

Shen Zhaixing!

Nan Jiamu realized that he should get down to business, so he took a deep breath, pulled Nan Yuan up from the bed, looked at her left and right for a long time, then pushed her under the bed.

"Why are you hiding?" Nan Yuan didn't understand what Nan Jiamu meant. She didn't do anything shameful. She came to see Nan Jiamu and walked in through the door openly.

Nan Jiamu stuffed Nan Yuan under the bed without saying a word.

Nan Yuan frowned and stuck her head out.

Nan Jiamu took a deep breath and explained quickly: "First, you are a girl from a good family. If you come to the prisoner's tent alone, it will be bad for your reputation. Second, it will take a long time to explain to Shen Zhaixing the relationship between you and me. Your brother's head is almost in danger now, and I don't have time to waste on these irrelevant things."

"So, stay down there honestly. If you dare to stick your head out again, I'll take care of you!"

As he said that, Nan Jiamu stuffed the medicine box that Nan Yuan brought in.

Nan Jiamu had just finished dealing with things here when two people walked into the tent.

One is Shen Zhaixing and the other is Gu Jingheng.

"Greetings, Lord Shen." Nan Jiamu bowed respectfully to Shen Zhaixing.

Shen Zhaixing sat directly on the bed, looked at Nan Jiamu, and asked, "I will not lie to you. I will speak frankly. What evidence do you have?"

Nan Jiamu looked at the bed where Shen Zhaixing was sitting, and his eyes darkened.

"What's wrong?" Shen Zhaixing followed his gaze and saw herself: "I can't sit down?"

"No." Nan Jiamu denied it flatly.

"Then tell me your evidence." Shen Zhaixing brought the topic back on track.

Nan Jiamu was about to speak when he was interrupted by Gu Jingheng: "Wait a moment."

Both of them looked at Gu Jingheng in confusion.

Gu Jingheng moved his fingers slightly, and two guards came in immediately.

"A prisoner should behave like a prisoner," Gu Jingheng glanced at Li Youning who was unconscious beside him, "Wearing gorgeous clothes, are you going to reflect on your mistakes or go somewhere else to enjoy yourself?"

The guards immediately understood what Gu Jingheng meant, and they went over to carry the unconscious Li Youning, stripped off his valuables and gave them to Gu Jingheng, and then changed him into prison clothes.

"Take him out."

Gu Jingheng covered his nose and gestured for Li Youning to be taken out.

"Yes."

When the two men took Li Youning away, there was a small pool of blood where he was lying.

"Tsk tsk..."

When Li Youning was carried away, Shen Zhaixing happened to see Li Youning's face covered in blood and couldn't help but sigh.

Gu Jingheng looked at Shen Zhaixing, his gaze slowly moving downwards, as if he sensed something was wrong.

"What do you want to do?"

Nan Jiamu calmly stood in front of Gu Jingheng, just blocking his sight which wanted to continue exploring.

Gu Jingheng narrowed his eyes, looked under the bed, and suddenly saw a lotus-colored dress.