Abandoned daughter reborn, legitimate son is resourceful

Nangong Jingcheng was able to stabilize his shaky body with the help of Yan Qiu. As all the people around Nangong Jingcheng were sent away by Nangong Ling, he was now isolated and helpless, and he went on a hunger strike to resist his mother.

However, Nangong Ling, who had experienced half of her life and had seen all these tricks, how could she give in just because of his little hunger strike?

Nangong Ling watched as her son would rather disobey his mother's orders and destroy his own body than enter the palace for the fate of the entire Nangong family.

Nangong Ling felt distressed and angry. The Prime Minister's Mansion was now on the verge of collapse. As a middle-aged man, he naturally felt that there were some things he could not decide on.

Nangong Jingcheng is the key to breaking the impasse. Even if he is his own son, as long as he can preserve his official career, what does it matter if he abandons him?

Nangong Jingcheng didn't know that his mother could be so cruel. He just wanted to find Murong Beitang's body so that he would give up. However, she asked him to enter the palace, which was undoubtedly like breaking the wings of a butterfly and leaving it to fall among the withered grass, leaving it to live or die.

"Mr. Prime Minister, I see that Master Nangong doesn't look well. Why don't we ask a doctor to take a look?"

Yan Qiu frowned slightly. Over the years, Nangong Jingcheng had been searching for any clues about Murong Beitang like a madman, and many diseases had appeared in his body. He didn't know what Bai Ran was thinking to make him so thin.

Nangong Ling also noticed Nangong Jingcheng's expression and knew that he was still angry with her. She had just wanted to force him back to his room, so she looked at Nangong Jingcheng in front of her and said in a relaxed tone: "Someone, go get the doctor."

"Son!"

Two men dressed as servants came running over from a distance, took Nangong Jingcheng from Yan Qiu's hands and supported him. These two men were Qingfeng Mingyue.

Nangong Jingcheng raised his eyelids, a trace of resentment swept across Nangong Ling's face, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a sneer: "Why do you have to be so hypocritical? Mother, if you can pretend to be sick to trick me back, you should have thought that the gap between us mother and son will gradually widen."

"Yes, you are my son. How can you be away from home for ten days or half a month before you get married?"

Nangong Ling raised her hand, and the two women who had been waiting for a long time gradually approached Nangong Jingcheng.

"Master Prime Minister!"

Yan Qiu quickly spoke out to stop him.

"What? Lord Yan, are you going to interfere in the private affairs of my Prime Minister's Mansion?"

"No... I came here today to give you some advice and help you resolve the crisis at the Prime Minister's Mansion. Please move aside, Your Excellency the Prime Minister."

Nangong Ling raised her eyebrows slightly, probably wondering whether her words were true or not.

After all, Yan Qiu had no connection with the Prime Minister's Mansion at all, let alone being able to come and offer advice in person.

Nangong Jingcheng didn't want to stay here any longer and watched the two of them discussing how to send himself into the palace.

Although Yan Qiu could not change his fate of being sent to the palace, she also felt sorry for the effort he put into Murong Beitang.

Over the years, Nangong Jingcheng has been traveling outside all year round and seldom returns to the capital. Naturally, he does not know about the changes in the capital, nor does he know about the power struggles in the court.

Ten years ago, the new emperor ascended the throne. The emperor was still young and not fully grown, so the two forces in the court did not dare to confront each other head-on.

The current emperor is almost of age. Women reach adulthood at the age of fifteen, and men reach adulthood at the age of fourteen.

What the imperial tutor taught the emperor was how to reconcile the relationship between the monarch and his subjects.

After all, if the imperial power fell into the hands of others, she would probably not be able to sit securely on the throne.

There are three forces in the court now. Of course, the weakest one is the current imperial power.

It was only thanks to everyone's insistence that the original imperial bloodline was preserved.

As for the royal relatives, Pei Chuanjin's family was naturally not willing to be outdone. Although they said that they were vassal emperors and that the emperor was still young, he was in charge of the government.

But now, the emperor's wings have gradually grown stronger, and he has learned how to win the hearts of the people.

The former subordinates in the Prime Minister's Mansion today also have considerable strength.

However, because of this incident, the reputation of the Nangong family declined.

Pei Chuanjin's voice became louder instead.

The best way now is for the Nangong family to stand on the side of the emperor, so that the Prime Minister's Mansion will not fall in the end.

That's why Nangong Ling tried every means to send Nangong Jingcheng into the palace.

Pei Chuanjin has a son and a daughter.

Pei Zhaoli and Pei Luoshu are very different. Their daughter is weird-looking and ugly, just like a fat pig. She only knows how to linger among the flowers and have fun in the bright lights and wine.

Pei Chuanjin's son is indeed not to be underestimated. He is well-known in Beijing and is proficient in everything from playing the piano, chess, calligraphy to painting.

And what he is best at is winning people's hearts and being able to see the opponent's loopholes at a glance. Therefore, with the help of Pei Zhaoli, Pei Chuanjin has won over many people.