Reborn as a Merchant Girl, the General's Beloved

He hurriedly took two steps forward, supported the old man with both hands, and called him "Sir". Huaizhu smiled as she watched the two of them chatting and laughing. She turned around and glanced at Anan who was standing there in a daze, and told her maid, "Huan'er, Miss Nan fell down. Take her to Jinyun to have a look."

Huan'er agreed and said to Anan, "Girl, please!"

Anan watched the three of them heading straight towards the main house, and smiled at Huan'er, "It's just a fall, don't make a fuss, girl, just go back to work, I can go by myself."

Huan'er curled her lips and said coldly, "It was our girl's good intention, but she didn't appreciate it. Well, she came all the way from the capital to find this place. How could she not find the medicine furnace in the manor? It's our girl who is meddling!"

These words were unpleasant to hear no matter how you put them. Anan frowned and looked at Huan'er, who looked noble and aloof, and did not look like a maid at all. He smiled faintly and did not argue with her.

Bi Anjian, after everyone had left, came over quietly and said to her in a low voice, "This is the master's teacher, Mr. Ji Wenhe. The master is his last disciple and has studied with him for more than ten years. This Miss Huaizhu is Mr. Ji's daughter."

"Mr. Ji is a world-famous scholar who is both an excellent poet and painter. He has never been interested in a career in politics. He only teaches at Xianyuntai. He has many disciples in his early years, but he has become increasingly lazy as he got older. He only has three closed disciples. The master is the youngest one and also the one Mr. Ji likes the most." Bian was talking about Mr. Ji, but his eyes were always glancing at Anan's face.

Anan heard the hidden meaning in his words, his eyebrows jumped, and he asked in a low voice: "Does Mr. Ji want the master to be his son-in-law?"

Bi An took a deep breath and cried out in his heart, "Oh no!" He just saw that she looked unhappy and was worried that she would think too much, so he simply told her some trivial things. Who would have thought that this girl Nan was so smart that she guessed the general idea based on just a few words. Instead, she stopped talking and only stammered, "I don't know about this!"

"Where is the master? What does he mean?" Anan turned around and looked at him. Compared with the plans of the father and daughter, his thoughts were the most important.

Bi'an was completely frightened. How could he dare to talk nonsense? He waved his hands in panic and begged for mercy: "Well, Miss Nan, you should ask the master! How would I know?"

He chuckled awkwardly and pointed behind him: "I wonder if Xuanzhu has returned to the stable. I'll go check it out!"

When Xiaofu returned to the room alone, she was furious and kept scolding her for most of the day. Anan's mind was full of the matter of Huaizhu. He was listless and lay lazily on the bed, staring at the ceiling with wide eyes.

Xiao Fu had scolded enough and drank a large bowl of hot tea before asking her, "Have you seen the female ghost in white?"

Anan raised his eyebrows, sat up, and asked, "Have you seen Huaizhu?"

Xiao Fu sneered and teased her, "I thought you were asleep!"

Anan said nothing, just looked at her.

"As soon as you left, the father and daughter came." Xiao Fu put her hand on her shoulder and said with a wry smile, "Give up, Anan, you can't win."

"I'm not that bad, am I?" Anan looked down at himself.

"She has the title of childhood sweetheart and junior sister, which is already an advantage for her. She also has the support of such a benevolent master. What about you? How many days have you known him? Who are you to him?" Xiao Fu rolled her eyes at her.