Abandoned daughter reborn, legitimate son is resourceful

As night falls and the lights come on, it's time for dinner.

At this moment, Nangong Jingcheng was sitting on the main seat. He was now the Lord of Phoenix, with an extremely high status, second only to one person and above ten thousand people.

Even when he was in his own mansion, he was well aware of the importance of etiquette and always maintained dignity and dignity.

After all, as the heir to a country, his every move represents the image and reputation of his family.

"Jingcheng, what happened in the palace when you came back this time?"

Nangong Jingcheng paused with the chopsticks in his hand and turned to look at Nangong Ling beside him.

Nangong Ling felt a chill down her spine. Because of her disciple's affairs, she almost lost her official position. In the end, she had to sacrifice Nangong Jingcheng to send him into the palace.

Nangong Jingcheng's eyes lowered slightly, revealing a hint of indifference and indifference.

His expression turned grim, but he soon regained his composure.

He slowly reached out his hand, picked up a piece of vegetable with chopsticks, and then gently put it into his bowl.

Mr. Nangong, who was sitting nearby, looked at his son getting thinner and thinner with distress, his heart filled with worry.

He turned around and quickly picked up a piece of temptingly colored and fragrant braised pork from the table and carefully placed it in Nangong Jingcheng's bowl.

This piece of braised pork is tender and juicy, and looks mouth-watering.

However, Nangong Jingcheng didn't seem to have much interest. He just silently glanced at the meat in the bowl and continued eating his vegetables.

"Why do you only eat vegetarian food? Look at you. You've only been in the palace for a short month, and you've lost so much weight!"

Mr. Nangong naturally knew his son's temper and personality very well. He also knew in his heart that if the little emperor dared to lay a hand on Nangong Jingcheng, his son would definitely take her life.

"Father, I just want to fast and chant for a while to pray for blessings for you and mother. Over the years, I have been away from home and have not been able to fulfill my filial duties to my parents. Now that I have entered the palace to serve, it is really difficult for me to be by your side all the time. Therefore, I sincerely hope that the Buddha can bless you two elders with good health."

Nangong Jingcheng seemed to have become much more mature after living in the palace. His sincere words moved his parents to tears.

Housewife Nangong held a handkerchief in his hand, gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at his child with loving heart.

However, when he turned to look at Nangong Ling beside him, a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes.

"My child, if you are treated unfairly or wronged in this palace, you must tell your mother immediately. No matter who the other party is or how respected they are, I will ask for an explanation for you even if it costs me my life. I will never let you suffer in vain!"

"Don't be angry, mother. I will handle the palace affairs properly and will not let you worry too much."

He spoke softly, his voice gentle but firm, with a reassuring strength.

The mother nodded slightly to show her approval, but there was still a trace of worry in her eyes that could not be wiped away.

He understood that his mother's worries were not unnecessary. The palace was full of twists and turns, and one could end up in an irretrievable situation if he was not careful.

However, he has long been prepared to face all challenges, and no matter whether it is an open attack or a hidden attack, it cannot shake his determination to protect his family.

In fact, there have been rumors about the bad relationship between Nangong Jingcheng and Nangong Ling for a long time.

"There is a new prince from Southern Xinjiang in the palace recently. He is just a captive after all. Of course I trust you."

When Nangong Ling said this, her eyes were firm and sincere, as if conveying an unshakable trust to the other party.

However, only he himself knew that this trust was not entirely sincere, but more of a helplessness and compromise.

After all, in this palace full of intrigues and struggles, everyone has to protect themselves carefully, and even when facing their loved ones, they cannot be careless.

Nangong Ling looked into Nangong Jingcheng's eyes and said so, but Wu Ma Xie looked dazzling and evil, and the people from southern Xinjiang were not easy to deal with.

Nangong Jingcheng frowned slightly, seeming to be somewhat disgusted with the meat in the bowl.

He carefully took the meat out of the bowl and gently placed it in front of Nangong, the housewife.

“Father, I am a vegetarian.”

His voice was calm and firm, but it contained an irresistible power.

After saying this, he silently lowered his head and began to eat the vegetarian dishes in his bowl.

Nangong's husband looked embarrassed, his heart full of helplessness and worry.

This son has always been the pride of his life, and his only wish is that his son can live in peace and happiness.

But now, seeing his son like this, he felt heartbroken.

In this life, he only has this one precious son!

"Okay, if you want anything else to eat, just tell me and I'll ask the kitchen staff to prepare it."

"Thank you, father. I am full now."

Nangong Jingcheng was feeling bored and didn't want to eat, so he said this and got up to go to the yard to relax.

He knew that according to etiquette, Wu Ma Xie needed to serve him tea after entering the palace.

After all, he is now a member of the emperor's harem.

Thinking of this, Nangong Jingcheng couldn't help feeling a little irritated.

He didn't like Wu Ma Xie, and could even be said to dislike him a little.

However, the emperor's order cannot be disobeyed.

Nangong Jingcheng frowned.

He thought of Wu Ma Xie whom he met at the dinner in the back garden, and a strong feeling of disgust welled up in his heart.

This man exudes an evil and unruly aura, making him seem mysterious and elusive.

There was a kind of indifference and disdain in the depths of his eyes, as if he was indifferent to everything around him.

Such a man leaves a deep impression on people, and it is definitely not a good impression.

Nangong Jingcheng thought to himself: "This person will definitely become a huge hidden danger, and we must deal with him carefully."

In the quiet night, a slight, almost imperceptible rustling sound came from the glazed tiles of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The sound was as subtle as the breeze blowing through the leaves, yet it carried an unusual tension.

As the sound fell, a figure appeared at the door.

She knocked gently on the door, but there was no response.

So she carefully pushed open the door and slowly stepped into the house.

However, the moment she stepped into the room, a cold light flashed, and a sharp dagger suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at her neck!

The cold touch made the visitor gasp and his body instantly stiffened.

"who?"

"Sir, it's me."

Nangong Jingcheng saw who was coming and quickly withdrew the dagger in his hand.

"What are you doing here so late at night?"

Nangong Jingcheng returned to the table, without taking off his coat. He sat on the couch with a storybook beside the bed.

"Sir, why are you still awake so late? What are you doing?"

Nangong Jingcheng raised his eyebrows: "Look at the storybook."

Bai Ran's eyes curved into a smile. As a woman, she naturally could not follow the young master into the palace, but she usually knew news about the young master in the palace.

"Sir, are you worried about the Southern Border Prince in the palace?"

"No."

Nangong Jingcheng retorted immediately.

All he thought before was that if he got married, the other person must be the only one for him, because that was what Beitang thought when she was a child, and he also thought so after being with her for a long time.

The only difference in the harem is that the emperor has many men.

"Why is that?"

Nangong Jingcheng was a little embarrassed. Bai Ran had been with him the longest and must have known what he was thinking.

"Nothing, why are you running around on the roof so late at night?"

Bai Ran touched his neck awkwardly. He almost lost his life if he spoke out.

"It's just that I haven't seen you for a long time, and I'm a little worried about you."

Bai Ran found a stool and sat down, picked up the notebook on the ground and started reading.

"I am doing fine now. I don't have to worry about anything. After all, I am a person of a certain status. Although the emperor is high above me, he doesn't dare to do anything to me easily. She knows very well that if she dares to do anything bad to me, I will definitely not let it go, and I will certainly not let her go!"

If Zhuge Yanhuai could abandon even the powerful Prime Minister's Mansion, then looking across the entire world, there would probably be no other force that could compete with the Prince of Qingping.