Abandoned daughter reborn, legitimate son is resourceful

"Master, my brothers and their friends have sent me a letter!"

Yan Boxi excitedly handed the letter in his hand to Nan Jinming.

At this time, Nan Jinming was wearing a lavender long dress, with a graceful figure, leaning lazily on the couch.

Chu Xiaoran sat quietly beside her, making tea for her with graceful and skillful movements.

Chu Xiaoran was wearing a light green gown, the fluttering sleeves of his clothes made him look even more elegant and refined, and he had a bit more of the aristocratic temperament.

The lingering aroma of tea permeates the entire room, refreshing the heart.

Looking around, you can see that the tables and chairs in the room are decorated with the finest wood, the beams are thick and solid, and the overall layout is designed very exquisitely.

This place was renovated under the supervision of Nan Jinming herself, and every detail was designed according to her preferences.

Nan Jinming took the letter, slowly opened it and read its contents carefully.

"What did the letter say?"

Chu Xiaoran brewed the tea gracefully and handed one cup to Yan Boxi. When he was about to place the other cup in front of Nan Jinming, he asked this question casually.

Yan Boxi took the teacup and started drinking it, carefree and casual, just like the kind of person that Nan Jinming could have raised.

"Chenliang has been poisoned."

"what?!"

Chu Xiaoran's fingers trembled when he heard this, and he almost lost his grip on the teapot, which he had been holding steadily. The lid of the teapot made a clanging sound, and a few drops of hot water splashed out and landed on his hands.

"Doctor An is here, the poison has been removed, but...sigh...the dementia symptoms have recurred again and again."

Nan Jinming put down the teacup and sighed.

"Fortunately, we have Doctor An. If others don't have such superb medical skills,

Chu Xiaoran said.

Hearing that Nan Chenliang's poison had been cured, her heart finally settled down a little. But when she thought that he had become stupid again, she couldn't help but become worried.

"But if we can't find a way to cure Chenliang, he will probably remain stupid for the rest of his life."

Nan Jinming had a sad look on her face, and her beautiful eyes were full of worry.

"It all depends on his luck."

Nan Jinming also wanted Nan Chenliang to get better as soon as possible, but in this situation where human intervention was beyond his control, he could only rely on God's will.

"The palace has sent an invitation. Tomorrow is Shangguan Yilin's birthday. As the emperor's nephew, you should go."

Chu Xiaoran nodded: "Okay."

Nan Jinming was worried, so he had to find a way to follow Chu Xiaoran into the palace.

So she came up with a plan and decided to disguise herself as Chu Xiaoran's servant and sneak into the palace.

The next day, Nan Jinming dressed in men's clothes and followed Chu Xiaoran into the palace.

A grand banquet is being held in the luxurious palace.

The hall was magnificent and golden, with flickering candlelight, long tables filled with delicious food, and musicians playing melodious music.

Emperor Xiahou Chunan sat on a high seat, and sitting next to him was Feng Jun Shangguan Yilin.

Shangguan Yilin was wearing a bright yellow dress.

This gorgeous dress is made of the finest silk fabric, which is soft and smooth with a faint luster.

The clothes are well-cut, with smooth and natural lines, perfectly showing off Shangguan Yilin's slender figure.

The sleeves were loose and flowing, with exquisite patterns embroidered on the cuffs, swaying gently with Shangguan Yilin's movements.

"Congratulations to Lord Feng on his birthday. Today, I have specially prepared South China Sea pearl powder. I wish Your Highness Lord Feng to maintain a youthful appearance forever."

Shi Yinsheng was the first to step forward and present a gift to Feng Jun.

The ministers behind him also presented gifts.

Nan Jinming lowered his head, followed behind Chu Xiao, and quietly looked at everything around him.

Chu Xiaoran presented a landscape painting.

Shangguan Yilin accepted it with a smile, but his eyes drifted towards Nan Jinming behind Chu Xiaoran.

Nan Jinming was confused, why was this person looking at him?

At this time, a palace maid came over carrying cakes.

Nan Jinming's eyes were unconsciously attracted. He saw that the pastries were extremely exquisite and mouth-watering.

However, when she was distracted, a strong hand reached out as fast as a snake and grabbed her arm tightly.

Nan Jinming turned her head with cold eyes, only to see a drunken minister with a red face staring at her with ill intentions.

"This boy is so handsome..."

The official's mouth reeked of alcohol, his tongue was tied, and he mumbled incoherently.

Chu Xiaoran took a sudden step forward and pushed the official away.

"Please respect yourself, sir! This is my princess's attendant."

Chu Xiaoran's voice was cold, with undisguised anger.

The minister staggered and nearly fell. After stabilizing himself, he stared at Chu Xiaoran and cursed: "Who do you think you are? How dare you attack me..."

"presumptuous!"