Abandoned daughter reborn, legitimate son is resourceful

"Your Highness."

Chu Xiaoran and Shangguan Yilin looked at each other for a long time before being interrupted by Shi Yinsheng who was sitting next to them.

"Is there anything the Prime Minister needs?"

"No, I just want to ask you, if I suddenly brought you back and separated you from your wife, do you resent me in your heart?"

Shi Yinsheng asked him in a cold voice, but in a tone that only the two of them could hear.

Chu Xiaoran frowned, his mind was full of scenes of him and Nan Jinming together. Thinking of the past and the current situation of the two of them, a feeling of sadness rose in his heart.

"How could that be? The Prime Minister is just following orders."

Shi Yinsheng's eyes beneath the mask were emotionless and calm, as if he already knew his answer.

"You and your father look exactly like each other."

Chu Xiaoran curled his lips and forced a smile: "In the eyes of the Prime Minister, is he looking at my father through Xiaoran?"

Chu Xiaoran didn't know whether he should be glad that no one had forgotten his father, or whether he should be sad that everyone was only being respectful to him for his father's sake.

"What do you think?"

There was a strange look in Shi Yinsheng's eyes under the half-silver clover mask. He looked at Chu Xiaoran in front of him with a bit of sadness and heartache.

"I don't think the Prime Minister is what others say he is."

"Then, according to the princess, what should I look like?"

"What the Prime Minister saw was me, a living Chu Xiaoran."

Shi Yinsheng was amused by his sincerity, and then the two were attracted by the sword dance in the center of the dance floor.

I saw a man in the middle of the dance floor holding a beautiful long sword, waving it in the middle, spinning in the air, and then leaping into the air. Wherever the long sword passed, there was the sound of breaking air.

Sometimes it is gentle and docile, sometimes it is firm and resolute, and when the sword falls, it is unstoppable.

The man was wearing a veil, and sometimes he looked a little delicate, and then his movements were quick and vigorous.

Chu Xiaoran watched intently, thinking that his father must have been as heroic as this in the past.

But why did he come to the Chu family?

What exactly happened in between?

Chu Xiaoran had no way of knowing.

Shi Yinsheng looked at the people on the dance floor, raised his eyebrows, stood up, and asked someone to bring his sword.

"Mr. Prime Minister, what are you going to do?"

Shi Yinsheng smiled at Chu Xiaoran, walked up to Xiahou Chunan and saluted, "Your Majesty, please allow me to perform a sword dance to entertain you."

Xiahou Chunan didn't say anything, just nodded.

Shi Yinsheng walked onto the center of the dance floor with the sword in his hand. Just now the man was alone, but now it became a man and a woman.

Shi Yinsheng's eyes were sharp. He picked up the sword and stabbed towards the man, but when he was about to stab the man, he turned around and retracted the sword.

"Miss, you are really good at this. How dare you disguise yourself as a man in front of His Majesty and all the court officials?"

Nan Jinming was a little surprised. He had heard of the title of Prime Minister of Yu State a long time ago. It seemed that this man was indeed not a simple person.

"The Prime Minister also has a very good eye."

Nan Jinming curled her lips and sneered. When she turned around, her veil flew up in the wind, just facing Chu Xiaoran. Others might not know her, but how could Chu Xiaoran not recognize his wife when he saw this face?

Chu Xiaoran's fingers stiffened and his heart began to tighten.

But what Nan Jinming wanted to tell him was that worrying was unnecessary.

Nan Jinming raised the sword in his hand. There was little sound as the sword passed by, but he secretly exerted force and slashed towards the direction of Shi Yinsheng.

When the two swords collided with each other, one could clearly feel the atmosphere around them becoming tense. The people below thought that the two were just coordinating in sword dancing.

"It's really you."

Nan Jinming's eyes moved slightly. Shi Yinsheng exchanged two moves with her again. His eyes changed from calm to a little fiery.

"What do you mean?"

"Ye Country's God of War, Murong Beitang."

Shi Yinsheng's voice rang in Nan Jinming's ears.

"But no one has called me that in a long time."

The two people were very close to each other at this time, and the music played by the instruments next to them became somewhat softer. Nan Jinming raised his eyebrows, then took half a step back.

Nan Jinming retracted the sword, held the hilt towards Shi Yinsheng, bowed and acted humble. Fortunately, she was wearing a veil all the time, so no one could recognize her even if she didn't.

After the song ended, Master Yinsheng returned the gift to Nan Jinming with a sword.

"Your Majesty, I am sorry to show my ugliness."

Nan Jinming saluted towards Xiahou Chunan.

Xiahou Chunan smiled cheerfully: "Where did this man come from? Dancing with the Prime Minister with swords really made me and the others very happy. Reward."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Nan Jinming didn't look away, and Chu Xiaoran's eyes were always on her, never moving away.

"Where are you from? Why have I never seen you in the music hall?"

"Your Majesty, I am a new servant in the palace."

"Palace servant? Why are you dancing with swords?"

The head of the music hall who was waiting nearby came forward and knelt down in front of Xiahou Chunan.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. The original person who was supposed to do the sword dance had a stomachache. I heard that this palace maid could do the sword dance, so in order not to ruin the character of Your Majesty and the others, I asked him to take the place."

Xiahou Chunan nodded in understanding: "I see."

"No problem. After all, this guy is really good at sword dancing."