Abandoned daughter reborn, legitimate son is resourceful

Nangong Jingcheng stood up and looked around, but indeed found no trace of Nan Jinming.

"I know that the Imperial Master likes quietness, so I did not come out to attend today's dinner. After all, it was specially arranged by His Majesty for the prince of Southern Xinjiang. Imperial Master, please give him some face in the future."

Nangong Jingcheng then talked about the imperial teacher in front of him, but the expression on his face betrayed everything. He came here to find Nan Jinming.

But now I haven't found any trace at all, and finally I have to return empty-handed.

"Your Highness Feng Jun is preaching."

The Imperial Master bowed slightly, giving Nangong Jingcheng the proper respect he deserved.

Nangong Jingcheng didn't feel well to stay here any longer. After all, he told the emperor that he came out to relax and get some fresh air.

Zhuge Yanhuai naturally knew that what he hated the most was this kind of drinking party, so he simply let Nangong Jingcheng come out to get some fresh air.

Nangong Jingcheng had planned to come to the White Pagoda in advance, but he did not find the person he was looking for.

"Although the Grand Master is about to retire, I will not bother you any more. Goodbye."

"Farewell, His Majesty!"

Nangong Jingcheng turned around and walked away, leaving behind a desolate back. He originally thought that he could really meet his old friend again, but who knew that it was all a dream.

The palace was full of dangers and one could go wrong with just one step. If he hadn't harbored resentment towards the Prime Minister's Mansion and love for Murong Beitang, he would have gone crazy long ago.

"Ms. Murong, you can come out now. His Highness Feng Jun has already gone back."

The Imperial Master was also quite curious. His place was so small, and only the first and second floors could accommodate people. How did Nan Jinming hide?

Nan Jinming turned around and jumped down from the sharp corner outside the white tower next to him, landing steadily on the balcony on the second floor.

"Why don't you give me up?"

"If I tell His Majesty what happened to Miss Murong here, His Majesty will not leave so easily. If the brightly lit tomorrow falls into the ears of His Majesty, how will I explain it?"

"Actually, I have one more thing I want to ask you."

The imperial teacher winked playfully. With the veil on, he looked very charming and certainly not inferior to other men.

"Ms. Murong, if you have any questions, just ask them directly. I just hope that you can think clearly before doing anything in the future."

"My husband always encounters things from my past life in his dreams. Why is that?"

The Imperial Master picked up the teacup on the table, brought it to his lips and took a sip. He had spent a lot of time and effort in dealing with Nangong Jingcheng just now.

"What's your husband's name?"

"I'm an adult, isn't that powerful? How come you don't know my husband's name?"

"You need to know your name and date of birth to figure it out. How can I know if you don't tell me anything now?"

"Chu Xiaoran, your birthday is July 21st in the lunar calendar."

"Then Miss Murong, please wait a moment."

The national teacher took out his wooden box from the side, which contained some fortune-telling gadgets. These were the treasures he used the most since he collected them.

Nan Jinming simply sat on the chair next to him, without moving, and quietly watched the national teacher in front of him, who was telling fortunes.

Nan Jinming didn't understand his movements, but she roughly knew the process. She had seen many fortune tellers tell fortunes before, but she never believed in fate.

After the national master has calculated all the hexagrams, he will start to interpret the hexagrams.

"Does your husband often dream?"

Nan Jinming shook his head: "I asked the doctor to prescribe tranquilizers for him and he rarely dreams, but he always dreams about bad things in my past, so I am worried about him. What do you think we should do about this matter?"

"This is the first time I've seen your husband like this. I've heard of people dreaming about their past and present lives before, but it's not easy to dream about it so many times."

Nan Jinming hadn't figured out what he meant by that, so he continued to ask, "Then what should we do?"

"This is a good thing. He can actually accept your past and he certainly won't be afraid of your rebirth."