Abandoned daughter reborn, legitimate son is resourceful

"Do you feel better?"

Nan Jinming sat quietly on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand, and gently held Chu Xiaoran's fingers, which looked pale and weak from being soaked in water for a long time.

The bed was covered with two thick quilts, and with the charcoal fire added to the room, Chu Xiaoran's body temperature only rose slightly.

Chu Xiaoran nodded slightly to indicate that he already understood the current situation.

Suddenly, he realized that he had just called Li Guanlan.

At this moment, his throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible force and he could not make even the slightest sound.

"It's frozen in the lake. It will be fine after a while. Drink some light porridge these few days to nourish your stomach."

Nan Jinming nodded, then tightened the quilt around Chu Xiaoran and said with a smile, "Rest well first. I'll prepare some food for you. Boxi, take good care of him."

Yan Boxi stood there like a wooden chicken, his eyes empty, as if he had lost his soul.

His thoughts had long since drifted away, and he was completely unaware of what was happening around him.

Suddenly, Nan Jinming's voice came into his ears: "Yan Boxi!"

The call was like thunder, waking Yan Boxi from his trance.

He suddenly came to his senses and looked anxiously for the source of the sound.

When Yan Boxi saw Nan Jinming looking at him with concern, he realized that it was she who was calling him.

A trace of embarrassment and panic appeared on his face, and he nodded vigorously in response: "Ah...yeah, I'm here! What's the matter?"

As he spoke, his voice trembled slightly, as if he had not yet fully recovered from his recent state of unconsciousness.

"Take good care of Xiaoran."

"it is good."

Nan Jinming followed Li Guanlan out of the room, staring at the bright and dazzling snow scene in front of him, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart.

Snowflakes fluttered down like countless white butterflies dancing.

The sky and the earth are covered in silver, which is a breathtaking beauty.

However, Nan Jinming's mood was in contrast to this scene.

Looking at the snow-covered mountains and land in the distance, Nan Jinming recalled the past experiences he had had.

Those beautiful memories are as light and fragile as snowflakes and fleeting.

Nan Jinming took a deep breath and finally mustered up the courage to speak first: "Let's... come over here."

After that, she took the lead and walked towards the corridor.

The two walked side by side, their footsteps gently stepping on the wooden floor, making slight sounds.

The corridor was dimly lit, with only a few lanterns emitting faint light.

Nan Jinming walked silently, far away from Chu Xiaoran's room.

As we continued forward, the corridors twisted and turned, and seemed to have no end.

"what happened?"

"This time I fell into the water, I'm afraid..."

"Afraid of what?"

Nan Jinming couldn't help but ask. Looking at the solemn expression on Li Guanlan's face, she suddenly felt something was wrong. What was going on?

"I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to get pregnant in the future."

Li Guanlan sighed deeply, as if he had a thousand words in his heart but didn't know where to start.

She hesitated for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to say out loud the words she wanted to say but couldn't.

Nan Jinming frowned and looked at the flying snow outside.

In her previous life, she died alone on the execution ground, with no one around in the end. She was the last person in the Murong family to survive.

"No, then no."

Nan Jinming smiled bitterly. What does it matter?

"Which woman doesn't value her bloodline inheritance? Do you really not care?"

Li Guanlan was a little angry. Although he felt the same way, he was really sad. He felt sad for Nan Jinming and Chu Xiaoran.

"I don't care. If it weren't for Xiaoran, I might not have the courage to live."

Nan Jinming curled the corners of his lips, with a hint of unknown mist in his eyes.

"Well, are you going to tell him about this?"

Nan Jinming shook his head and said, "No need."

She doesn't care whether she has a child or not. If she doesn't live past the age of 30, is she going to abandon Xiaoran and the child?

Nan Jinming turned and left, her back disappearing into the distance in the snow.

Li Guanlan looked at her leaving, feeling mixed emotions.

Nan Jinming returned to the room and looked at Chu Xiaoran who was sleeping soundly, his heart full of love.

She gently stroked Chu Xiaoran's face and said to herself: "As long as you are by my side, it is enough."