Abandoned daughter reborn, legitimate son is resourceful

"Drink some water."

Nan Jinming carried the person back to the room, and the servant quickly replaced the teapot in the room with hot water. Nan Jinming poured the water and brought it to Chu Xiaoran.

There were some undried tear marks on Chu Xiaoran's fair face. When he vomited just now, he felt like he was about to vomit out all his internal organs. The moment he saw Nan Jinming, he felt a little relieved.

"Ah."

Chu Xiaoran sat on the edge of the bed, took the cup of water handed to him by Nan Jinming, took a sip to moisten his throat. It still tasted a little bitter, but it felt better now.

"Master, I have brought Doctor Li here."

Nan Jinming and Chu Xiaoran looked in the direction of the voice and saw Li Guanlan being dragged over by Yan Boxi by his sleeve, with a look of helplessness and grievance on his face.

It is really not easy to find all the medicinal herbs. They were found in the deep mountains and forests in the past. There are not many of them, and you have to rely on luck to find them.

"What's wrong, young master?"

Li Guanlan didn't understand what was going on, so he naturally wanted to find out the truth so that he could find the right solution.

Yan Boxi then explained the whole story, including the encounters with Pei Zhaoli and Pei Luoshu at the jewelry store.

"Sir, are you feeling unwell this morning?"

Li Guanlan came to Chu Xiaoran and took his pulse. Chu Xiaoran raised his hand obediently, stretched out his hand, pulled up his sleeve, and presented his white wrist to Li Guanlan.

"No, I was on my way back just now, thinking about something and feeling nauseous. I couldn't help it and vomited."

Li Guanlan put three fingers together and put them on Chu Xiaoran's wrist. His originally solemn expression relaxed. It was not a serious problem.

"How is it?"

Nan Jinming saw Li Guanlan retract his hand and asked quickly.

Li Guanlan's eyes fell on Nan Jinming's face, and he said meaningfully, "Madam, you should exercise some self-control. Even if you are newly married, you should not act recklessly. Although the young master is in much better shape than before, he can't stand the torture."

Chu Xiaoran blushed after hearing what Li Guanlan said, looked away, and said nothing. He just listened to Nan Jinming's somewhat embarrassed reply: "This... Isn't this just youthful vigor? How many medicines do you want to prescribe?"

"Not only that, the main reason why you feel nauseous today is because you are feeling a little angry. I will prescribe some medicine to calm your mind and also some medicine to reduce your qi and blood."

No matter how young Yan Boxi was, he understood what the two men meant. He silently wrote down their conversation and would tell it to his two brothers later. He had a mouth that could not be controlled.

Nan Jinming set his eyes on Yan Boxi and saw him standing obediently beside him, his eyes rolling around. He didn't know what was going on in his mind.

"Is there anything else I should pay attention to?"

Li Guanlan thought for a moment and said, "You still need to take good rest. You will stay in the mansion these days. There are many people outside and the air is turbid, so you should be careful not to be infected. However, medicine is three-quarters poisonous. Just drink a bowl of calming soup every day."

Nan Jinming nodded and said, "Boxi, follow Doctor Li to get the medicine."

After the two left, only Nan Jinming and Chu Xiaoran were left in the room. The bedding on the bed was still the big red quilt they used when they got married. Chu Xiaoran sat on the edge of the bed with his head down, and it was impossible to tell the emotion on his face.

Nan Jinming walked up to him. The room was so quiet that only the sound of Nan Jinming's footsteps could be heard. Every step he took was like thousands of needles piercing Chu Xiaoran's heart.

He didn't understand why he dreamed of those strange things, but the Nan Jinming in front of him was undoubtedly Murong Beitang, the hero he had admired since childhood, but why...

The things in the dream seemed to have really happened, and I seemed to have really been defiled. Why did the Mr. Haitang in the dream have the same face as me?

Or because that person is yourself.

Nan Jinming came in front of Chu Xiaoran, squatted down, put his hand on his knee, held his hand that was tightly grasping the hem of his clothes, and his gentle voice penetrated into Chu Xiaoran's ears.

"Ran'er, tell me, why are you sulking?"

"I...I met Pei Luoshu today."

"She is the eldest daughter of Prince Qingping. She is a useless piece of shit. You don't have to pay attention to her."

Chu Xiaoran bit his lips tightly with his teeth. The scenes of being humiliated kept appearing in his mind, repeatedly hitting his stomach. He suppressed his nausea and shook his head.

"No, she..."

Chu Xiaoran hesitated to speak, not daring to say it out loud. How could he let his wife know about this? Moreover, it was just a dream. He had nothing to do with Pei Luoshu now. He belonged to his wife alone from the beginning to the end.

"what happened?"

"nothing."

Chu Xiaoran looked down at Nan Jinming who was half-kneeling in front of him. Nan Jinming was always gentle when treating Chu Xiaoran. She knew that her life was not worth anyone's sacrifice for her, so she hid everything and just wanted to show her true heart and give it all to Chu Xiaoran.

Nan Jinming felt a pang of pain in her heart when she saw Chu Xiaoran looking at him with a worried look on his face, but she couldn't force him to speak, so she could only stay by his side.