Abandoned daughter reborn, legitimate son is resourceful

"My dear, I...I really don't know where to put the eggs."

Nan Jinming held the basket helplessly, the eggs inside had not been touched yet.

Nangong Jingcheng never went into the kitchen. This noble young man, like a royal branch and jade leaf, glanced at the kitchen indifferently. His eyes fell on the earthenware clay jar on the ground. He stretched out his slender jade-like fingers and pointed at the jar.

"Just put it there. It should be good. You can put it where you like. If there is no room, you can put it next to it."

Nan Jinming took the pottery jar, took a look at it, and found that it could still be used for the time being.

Nan Jinming carefully laid a layer of straw on the bottom of the pottery jar, and then put the eggs in one by one.

Nangong Jingcheng leaned against the door, watching Nan Jinming's cautious movements, without any ripples in his heart.

Nan Jinming turned around, with his back to Nangong Jingcheng, and scanned the surrounding environment. The environment was also pretty good, and it seemed that Qingfeng Mingyue had done a good job in tidying it up.

She asked Yan Qiu to help hide Nangong Jingcheng's whereabouts. It was impossible to rely on Bai Ran alone, and the Nangong family was too busy to care about Nangong Jingcheng's life or death.

Nangong Jingcheng didn't like meeting outsiders. Young men from noble families were required to wear a veil when meeting outsiders. This was a teaching that had been engraved in their bones since childhood.

But Nangong Jingcheng was different because someone once told him, what is the difference between men and women?

They should all be free people and should not be bound by these conventional etiquette.

Before meeting her, Nangong Jingcheng originally thought that he should enter the palace and become a noble prince as arranged by his family, or marry another powerful person to gain power for his family.

Later, he figured it out: life is short, so why not live for himself?

Just as Nangong Jingcheng was distracted, Nan Jinming had already put the eggs away. He put on the basket and came to the door. His voice was neither loud nor low, but neither humble nor arrogant: "Young Master, I have already put the eggs away."

“How much are these eggs?”

Nangong Jingcheng's gaze fell on Nan Jinming, and only then could he see Nan Jinming's face clearly. He was handsome and elegant. Although the clothes he wore were cheap, the aura he exuded seemed somewhat mysterious.

"The two ladies have already paid the bill. I'm just running errands to deliver the eggs."

Nan Jinming grinned brightly. It seemed that he had recovered well. He was still so energetic when talking to him. It seemed that the food prepared by Qingfeng Mingyue should be good.

"Have you paid? Here is one tael of silver, just as your errand fee."

Nangong Jingcheng took out the silver, put it in his hand, and handed it to Nan Jinming, wanting to see her reaction.

Nan Jinming was stunned for a moment, and he had already thought a lot in his mind. If he took the silver, it should be able to dispel his concerns. If he did not take the silver, he was afraid that he would think too much.

Nan Jinming stretched out his hands, spread them out, and extended them in front of Nangong Jingcheng. It seemed as if he had done this respectful gesture countless times.

Nangong Jingcheng's eyes moved slightly, he lowered his eyes to hide his thoughts, stretched out his hand, and put the silver in the palm of Nan Jinming's hand, but he did not clearly notice the mole on her palm.

Nan Jinming seemed not to notice anything. He took the silver and put it into his own pocket.

"Then thank you for the reward, sir."

Nangong Jingcheng remained silent, his mind constantly thinking about the mole on his palm that he had just seen.

It is a small red dot, but it is not natural.

I only remember that she once told me that when she was playing with her mother, she accidentally stabbed her palm with a bamboo stick covered with red ink. After the wound healed, the red ink melted into the flesh and formed a tiny dot, which is now the mole on the palm.

"Sister Beitang."

When Nan Jinming walked to the door, he suddenly heard Nangong Jingcheng's voice coming from behind him, which was somewhat tentative and uncertain, but very far away.

Nan Jinming turned his back to Nangong Jingcheng, paused for a moment, and then walked out of the courtyard as usual.

Nangong Jingcheng stood under the tree, looking at the receding figure, with a hint of self-mockery on the corner of her mouth. The mole on her palm was not unique to her, and it would be too hasty to determine her identity based on just one mole.

But after searching for so long, he was already exhausted both physically and mentally. He had been recuperating in this courtyard for so long. If he still couldn't find her, he would definitely obey his mother's orders and return to the capital to marry her.

Murong Beitang, where are you? Did you really die in an unknown place?

He didn't even want me to see his corpse...

Murong Beitang, you really have a cruel heart...

There are no tears in the midst of great sorrow. Nangong Jingcheng stood under the shady big tree. Now, he has become his own big tree. He knows his own warmth and coldness and can get through his own hardships.

After Nan Jinming walked out of the alley, he put his hands over his chest. Now was not the time for them to recognize each other. Besides, he was not his beloved one, so how could he give him hope?

In the previous life, Nangong Jingcheng hid his identity and lived in seclusion in the mountains with Bai Ran, living a happy life. If I appear in front of him now, I will still block his good fortune.

At the beginning, the news of his death must have been blocked by Bai Ran, so it did not reach Nangong Jingcheng's ears. If he knew about it, according to Nangong Jingcheng's personality, he would definitely avenge himself.

How could I delay him again this time?

Nan Jinming was not willing to resent anyone because of the hatred in his previous life. He just wanted to live in seclusion in the mountains, or pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, and live a free life in the southern mountains. It was a pity that fate played a trick on him, and it would not be so easy this time...

the other side

Yan Qiu called a carriage early in the morning and took Chu Xiaoran and Nan Chenliang to Yuecheng. She had walked this road countless times and could walk it with her eyes closed.

Nan Chenliang stayed in Laifu Village and seldom went into the city. One reason was that Nan's father was afraid that he would be bullied in the city, and the other was that there was no suitable person who could take him to the city to broaden his horizons.

Every time Nan Jinming went to the city, he was selling some mountain products, and there was no time to watch him, so Nan's father did not agree to let him go into the city with Nan Jinming.

"Xiao Ran, you've lived in the city before. Are all the young masters in the city bad-tempered?"

Nan Chenliang put his face close to Chu Xiaoran's ear. Chu Xiaoran was a little worried, but he also thought that Chu Zixuan was such a conceited person that he would never appear on the street, so the chance of meeting Chu Zixuan was not high.

Moreover, judging from Yan Qiu's words and actions, he is probably not an ordinary person.

So Yan Qiu is not an ordinary person, and since Nan Jinming can make a friend like Yan Qiu, he should also not be an ordinary person.

Chu Xiaoran has already guessed most of Nan Jinming here.

Nan Chenliang suddenly put his face in front of him, and Chu Xiaoran was indeed startled, but he quickly reacted.

"The life of a noble son is naturally very expensive. If the work in the mansion is not satisfactory, he will be beaten or scolded. I just don't know what other sons are like."

"No wonder you ran away. Is the person you serve really so hateful?"

Nan Chenliang stood up for Chu Xiaoran, saying that even if they were an employer and an employee, he shouldn't torture his servants like that!

Maybe they are not considered as human beings.

Chu Xiaoran smiled helplessly: "I also accidentally made the young master angry, and he wanted to sell me to a brothel in a rage, so I stabbed some robbers and ran away."

"Well said, he is a robber and a bandit. Your young master really dares to do such a thing in public!"