Abandoned daughter reborn, legitimate son is resourceful

Bai Ran entered the palace under the cover of night, but the guards inside the palace were tight, and he had to go through a lot of twists and turns before he found Nangong Jingcheng's Fengluan Palace.

When I entered the Fengluan Palace, I saw that it was brightly lit.

I guess Nangong Jingcheng hasn't gone to bed yet.

So Bai Ran walked around the palace maids around her and entered Nangong Jingcheng's room.

I saw him sitting next to the guqin, gently wiping the strings with his fingers.

It is said that the connection between old friends is as strong as the strings of a harp.

But now the guqin is still there, but the old friend is nowhere to be seen.

When Bai Ran came in, Nangong Jing glanced at her indifferently.

Knowing that she was coming, I didn't have any emotional ups and downs.

With a dull expression on his face, Nangong Jingcheng reached out his hand, poured her another cup of tea, and motioned for her to sit down first.

He knew that Bai Ran must have something important to tell him, which was why he risked his life to enter the palace.

If others knew that you had trespassed into the harem, it would be a serious crime.

But Bai Ran is willing to give up his life for himself.

Although Nangong Jingcheng was grateful for her sincerity, he could not share his feelings with her.

Because he already has Murong Beitang in his heart, no one else can enter his heart except Murong Beitang.

Bai Ran was a little flattered and sat down on the chair next to him.

He saw Nangong Jingcheng in front of him again, and stretched out his hand to pluck the strings of the zither a few times.

The sound of music then burst out.

Although it was just a few characters, it made her heart beat.

Nangong Jingcheng was wearing a white inner garment and sitting next to the guqin, like an untouchable banished immortal.

He should have been a free bird, but the Prime Minister's Mansion was a cage, and once he returned, there was no way to escape.

Nangong Jingcheng stretched out his slender fingers and began to pluck the strings of the zither.

As his fingers continued to stroke the strings, an extremely sad piece of music was born from his hands.

He was a famous talent in the capital, so playing the piano was no problem for him.

But Bai Ran rarely heard him play the piano.

Because Nangong Jingcheng has always just wanted to be a knight traveling around the world and live a free and easy life.

But his identity destined him to have an extraordinary life.

That was why he entered the imperial palace and became a king under the pressure from the Prime Minister's Office.

After the song ended, Bai Ran stood up, clapped his hands, and said in a supportive manner.

"Your piano skills remain as good as ever, worthy of being a famous talent in the capital."

Nangong Jingcheng pursed his lips slightly and looked at the moonlight outside.

Although the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, the moon in the sky is still as round as ever.

"What news have you got?"

Bai Ran's face instantly became tense.

Sure enough, the young master still has Miss Murong in his heart.

Murong Beitang was like a river formed between the two of them. Bai Ran wanted to wade through the flood and get to Nangong Jingcheng's side.

However, the water level of the river rose again and again because of his words, so that the two of them could only face each other across the river but could not touch each other.

Nangong Jingcheng knew Bai Ran’s feelings for him, but so what?

Murong Beitang is the one he loves.

Bai Ran knew that she was of humble status and was not worthy of the high and mighty Nangong Jingcheng. Now that he had married into the palace, she only hoped that everything would be well for him.

In this harem, there are two other noble gentlemen who will confront him head-on.

Now the emperor has conferred upon him the title of Feng Jun, which means the king of a country.

She would definitely be targeted by people in the court, so she was still worried about Nangong Jingcheng.

"Yes."

"Any news about Beitang?"

Sure enough, it was just as Bai Ran had guessed.

"Miss Murong used the alias Nan Jinming and lived in Lai Lai Fu Village for five or six years."

"Now she is finally willing to come out?"

"When Miss Murong was in Yuecheng, she had some inexplicable extra assets under her control. I found some clues, so I followed the clues and found out her true identity."

Nangong Jingcheng seemed to have guessed it long ago, and his face did not show much emotion.

He knew that if Murong Beitang really still had some feelings for him, he would not have concealed his identity from him.

"I heard she's married."

Nangong Jingcheng glanced at Bai Ran's face, then looked at his guqin.

This zither was a birthday gift given to him by Murong Beitang when he was young.

To this day, the guqin is still there, but the owner is no longer there.

Now I can only think of him when I see the object. Looking at this guqin, he hasn't played it for a long time.

When I played this song tonight, I felt a little more sad.

"She is really cruel. She is unwilling to recognize me in front of me. She has no feelings for me at all."

Bai Ran looked at Nangong Jingcheng who was looking sad in front of him and felt distressed. He walked forward and wanted to comfort him, but Nangong Jingcheng took a few steps back.

Nangong Jingcheng sighed slightly.

"Forget it. How can I let her go? She always thinks that I am just a simple brother. But when I was young, I couldn't hide my feelings for her. Could it be that she didn't see it at all?"

"It's all good now. She's married, and I'm married too. I'm afraid there's no chance for the two of us anymore."

Nangong Jingcheng smiled bitterly, took out the sword hanging on the wall, and pulled it out violently.

Bai Ran was shocked when he saw it. He rushed forward and grabbed his hand.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

Nangong Jingcheng held the sword with a wry smile, looking at the cold light on it.

Under the light, it looks even more desolate.

The atmosphere around him dropped rapidly.

Bai Ran seemed to see what he was thinking and advised him as well.

"Sir, there is no need to do this. If you really like Miss Murong, I will go and snatch her away from you."

"She has already arrived in the capital. If you still want to see her, I will find a way to rescue you from this palace."

Nangong Jingcheng's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at Bai Ran in front of him in disbelief, and asked quickly: "What did you say? She came to the capital?"

Bai Ran felt a little sad, seeing how much he cared.

Nangong Jingcheng also knew that he had not been able to let go of his knot in his heart for so many years.

"Yes, Miss Murong has come to the capital. She is staying at Lord Yan's residence. If you really want to see her, I will find a way to take you out in the next few days."

The sword in Nangong Jingcheng's hand fell to the ground resolutely, making a crisp sound.

He kept the sword in the room, fearing that the little emperor would suddenly appear.

After all, she was almost an adult, and I myself was only a few years older than her.

It’s just a pity, what a pity.

It was a pity that my mother tried every possible means to send me to the palace, but in the end, I had to find ways to escape.

What does the fate of the Prime Minister’s Mansion have to do with me?

Even if it was because of the students' affairs, it was the mother who did something wrong and she should receive the punishment she deserves.

Why should I be the one to take the blame?

Why should I bear the responsibility?

Was he born to be a tool?

Nan Nan Gong Jingcheng can only show her innocence when she is with Murong Beitang.

So when he was a child, he often went to Murong's house to play, just hoping to have more opportunities to spend time with Murong Beitang.

In fact, he didn't know when he started to like Murong Beitang.

From childhood to adulthood, Murong Beitang took good care of him, gave in to him in everything, and even secretly hid some osmanthus cakes for him to eat.

The first time the two of them drank together was when the osmanthus flowers bloomed in the autumn.

At that time, Mr. Murong specially brewed osmanthus wine, but it was not long before Murong Beitang stole it out and gave it to him to drink.

Nangong Jingcheng thought of the past, and such an innocent scene appeared in front of him. The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

Bai Ran watched his mind drift away, feeling a little jealous.

Over the years, has she really never occupied even a single place in his heart?

So, do you deserve it?

It was because I was thinking about finding Murong Beitang for him that I accompanied him outside.

But along the way, I have seen many mountains and rivers, and many landscapes of Ye Country.

In those picturesque scenes, when the snow fell on her hair, she wished...they could grow old together.

But the person she loves will never fall in love with her.

Bai Ran could only watch him silently from behind.

I would go through fire and water for him, even if it means sacrificing my life.

Even so, he couldn't see any good in himself.

In his heart, there was only Murong Beitang from beginning to end.