Abandoned daughter reborn, legitimate son is resourceful

The scene changed, and Chu Xiaoran watched the white mist around him dissipate.

He was already standing in the middle of an exquisitely decorated room.

Sitting opposite was a woman in a lavender dress.

Her hair was loose, but she exuded a gentle aura, which attracted Chu Xiaoran to unconsciously move closer to her step by step.

Just as Chu Xiaoran was about to walk behind the woman, he saw the door being pushed open from the outside and a woman in a goose yellow dress walked in.

Chu Xiaoran turned around, but found that the woman seemed not to see him, and the woman sitting in front of the dressing table had stood up and leaned lightly on the edge of the table.

"You are still so impatient. You don't even know to knock before coming in?"

The voice was extremely familiar. Chu Xiaoran turned around abruptly and was very close to the person. Wasn't this Nan Jinming who had taken off his coarse clothes?

Judging from the clothes she is wearing now, she looks very rich.

"Beitang, are you really planning to go to that godforsaken place?"

Chu Xiaoran was shocked. What did the man call the woman just now?

Murong Beitang?

But this is clearly Nan Jinming's face?

Why? Do Murong Beitang and Nan Jinming look alike?

But how could there be such a coincidence in this world that two people could have exactly the same face?

Chu Xiaoran was still thinking in his mind, looking at the face of the person in front of him, but he didn't expect that the woman behind him had passed through his body and stood in front of Murong Beitang?

Yan Qiu walked up to Murong Beitang, stretched out her finger to lift Murong Beitang's chin. The atmosphere around them was a little ambiguous. She glanced at Murong Beitang's face and marveled.

"This Immortal Xiaoyao's disguise technique is truly miraculous. Your face is exactly the same as Nan Jinming's."

Murong Beitang laughed angrily: "Do you think I wasted that ingot of gold?"

"Okay, okay, your Murong family is rich, so I can follow you, Miss Murong, and have some good food, right?"

Murong Beitang reached out and knocked Yan Qiu's hand away, then patted her shoulder.

"You just need to keep your mouth shut and help me take care of the two old people at home."

"I really can't understand you. You have parents at home, but you insist on helping others honor their parents."

"Nan Jinming is a well-known filial daughter. Laifu Village is located in a remote area with high mountains and long roads. It can also avoid the court and the battlefield. Why not do it?"

"I'm telling you, she's already dead. If you do this to her, you'll die. Murong Beitang will die too!"

Yan Qiu still wanted to persuade him.

"Murong Beitang... died a long time ago."

Murong Beitang concealed her emotions. When she looked up, her gaze happened to fall in the direction of Chu Xiaoran. Chu Xiaoran was startled for a moment. He didn't understand what emotion he was feeling.

Is it surprise or fear?

The person you admire but is out of reach is the surprise of the person you spend every day with.

Is it a fear that is hard to tell whether it is good or bad, true or false?

Yan Qiu couldn't understand it, but there was no way to change anything. After all, once Murong Beitang made up her mind to do something, only she could give up.

"Can I come to you?"

"Just stay away and don't let your tail get in the way."

"That's natural."

"Xiao Ran...Xiao Ran..."

Chu Xiaoran frowned slightly and closed his eyes, but he could still hear the sound very clearly.

The voice seemed to be right next to my ear, and it was a gentleness that I had never heard before.

"Doctor Gu, it's been three days, why hasn't he woken up yet?"

Chu Xiaoran: It's been three days? I was in a coma for three days?

"Where are the herbs I asked you to collect?"

"here."

"This snake's venom is very strong. We still need to use herbs to stimulate it in order to wake him up."