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Zhan Nanchu subconsciously hugged her tightly, but instantly felt the roundness of the girl's chest, and quickly let go as if he had been electrocuted.

"Ahem, I want to discuss sending you back to Anping Marquis Mansion to live for a while, and then ask your grandfather to help organize your coming-of-age banquet."

Meng Jiao didn't understand what he meant for a moment and retreated suddenly.

"You, you want to drive me away?"

Zhan Nanchu wanted to pull her back but was avoided. Seeing her hurt face, he no longer cared about being reserved. He quickly climbed onto the bed and pulled her back into his arms to comfort her.

"How can I bear to leave? I will visit you every night, okay? Just listen to me this time. I will definitely take you back after the coming-of-age banquet."

I secretly added in my heart, but I might change my identity, enter my brother's palace openly and ask him to kiss me and cry...

Meng Jiao took two seconds to react. Oh, yes, he had this plan before.

But it's also good this way, two people can keep things fresh without sticking together every day,

"Then you have to come see me every night."

Zhan Nanchu didn't expect that she would be so obedient. She was so good. He leaned over and kissed her hard twice.

Look at her and see how cute she is, then kiss her twice, and she will pout and respond, and kiss him again and again...

He couldn't help but breathe harder, and he patiently parted her lips and went into her neck.

It was just that the scent of the little girl seemed to stimulate his nerves even more. He suddenly came to his senses and realized,

He was now in bed with her, and the two were in an ambiguous position. She was still tightly pressed against him. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but press her tighter.

"Jiaojiao, you are so good. Brother likes you so much, so much."

Meng Jiao keenly noticed that Zhan Nanchu's breath on her neck was gradually getting hotter. The hand that was caressing her lower back could not help but rub up and down, and even the kiss on her neck began to turn into licking.

Hiss, this bastard is really good at teasing people, but he is the one who suffers.

The next day, Meng Jiao packed up her things and was sent back to Anping Marquis's Mansion by the royal carriage. She could still hear people talking about how Zhan Nanchu was taking good care of her because of their old relationship.

Meng Jiao couldn't help curling her lips while sitting in the carriage. It's not that she's taking good care of him, but he still has to climb into her bed at night~

Arriving at Anping Marquis's Mansion, everything in the mansion should have been renovated by Zhan Nanchu a long time ago. The courtyard was full of subordinates who had been with her in the northwest, which temporarily diluted her feeling of unfamiliarity.

Walking into the ancestral hall, Meng Jiao took the incense and knelt on the mat skillfully.

"Father and mother, please accept my daughter's greetings."

Another year has passed, and Jiaojiao has come back to see you two again on her behalf.

You are about to reach the age of 15, and I think that next time when you come back, it won’t be Jiaojiao alone who will burn incense for you two.

Meng Jiao kowtowed three times sincerely on the ground, and let Man Yue help her up.

In two days, it would be the anniversary of Marquis Anping's death. Meng Jiao simply asked Man Yue to bring a low table, and sat down in the side hall to start copying scriptures.

I haven't written for a long time, so Meng Jiao copied crookedly at first. But maybe it was the effect of the Diamond Sutra, but I felt peaceful as usual.

She copied more than ten volumes in a row, and only came back to her senses when the full moon reminded her to eat in the evening.

Rubbing her sore wrists and stretching, Meng Jiao stood up and looked out the window.

"It's already this late, has my brother come yet?"

Man Yue shook her head, indicating that she had not yet.

Meng Jiao placed the copied scriptures on the altar and kowtowed three times before asking Man Yue to help her out.

At the same time, Zhan Nanchu broke countless embroidery needles, scaring the embroiderer beside him so much that she shrank back and dared not speak.

Whose prince is learning to sew clothes and make shoes? Does she know the quirks of the regent? Will she be killed as soon as she leaves the house?

Zhan Nanchu waved his hands in annoyance, and when he looked up, he realized that it was already past the middle of the evening hour.

He hurried out of the yard, tiptoed lightly, and used light skills to leap towards Anping Marquis's Mansion.

When he arrived, Meng Jiao had finished her meal and was practicing swordplay in the backyard. When she saw him coming, she snorted and walked into the house. He hurriedly followed her in to try to please her.

Before Meng Jiao could ask, Zhan Nanchu nervously grabbed her hand and explained,

"Brother was a little busy today. Jiaojiao said any punishment is fine, as long as you don't get angry."

Meng Jiao's question was stuck in her throat. Actually, she was not too angry because they didn't have dinner together.

It's just that I haven't been apart from him for a long time, and I want to find him to show my temper.

"Then I will punish you by making you peel an orange for me."

Zhan Nanchu heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this, and turned to get the plate with the fruit.

Meng Jiao frowned when she saw him looking so puzzled. He didn’t seem to be pretending to be pitiful. Could it be that he was really scared?

She wouldn't be really angry about such a small thing, so she wouldn't be so nervous, right?

If Zhan Nanchu knew what she was thinking, he would definitely say,

The person who falls in love first in a relationship will always be more humble than the other party. Moreover, Zhan Nanchu has no status at all now, and he doesn't even dare to tell her his love easily, for fear that she will avoid him.

So at this moment he was like a frightened bird. If Meng Jiao showed the slightest dislike towards him, he would get extremely nervous.

Zhan Nanchu was still busy learning how to make clothes during the day, and in the evening he would come to have dinner with Meng Jiao until she went to bed.

Day after day, the two attended palace banquets together and returned to Yuan's house to eat and celebrate the New Year together. They were almost inseparable.

Zhan Nanchu once asked her what New Year gift she wanted. In fact, Meng Jiao had everything she needed. He now made hairpins and various ornaments and jade pendants for her. He only needed to embroider a sachet for her.

Meng Jiao didn't want to trouble him too much, so she asked him to make two rings.

Although Zhan Nanchu didn't understand the meaning of this thing, he heard her say that it was for two people and one of them was his, so he happily did it.

The days passed quickly and it was the eve of the Lantern Festival. In addition to her daily martial arts practice, Meng Jiao also received an invitation from Xie Siyuan for no apparent reason.

In fact, ever since she learned about his little thoughts from the system, she had been deliberately distancing herself from him. Anyway, the two of them would not deliberately interact with each other in the future. But she never expected that he would suddenly write to her.

Meng Jiao thought about the countless thorns in her body. She was not worrying too much. As the saying goes, a dragon gives birth to a dragon and a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix. His father was a murderer of loyal officials. At such a young age, he was obviously on guard against Zhan Nanchu.

Regardless of whether Zhan Nanchu has a backup plan or not, it would definitely be right for her to leave another way out.

At night, Meng Jiao was planning to tell Zhan Nanchu some of her thoughts. Before she opened her mouth, she suddenly thought of her golden finger or her special ability, which were all a little inexplicable.

In addition, it shouldn't take long to deal with Xie Siyuan, so he simply postponed the time for him to watch the lanterns for half a quarter of an hour.

But she didn't expect how happy Zhan Nanchu was to receive her invitation.

After secretly putting the only purse he had embroidered that was still acceptable into his arms, he waited at the gate of Anping Marquis's Mansion early.

Seeing Meng Jiao leaving the house, before he could get off the carriage to pick her up, he saw Xie Siyuan walking towards her.

At that moment, Zhan Nanchu felt his heart stop and his whole body went cold.

He clenched his teeth tightly, and wanted to go up and ask why, but when he remembered that the little girl said they would meet in half a quarter of an hour,

He lowered the curtain tremblingly.

Yes, Jiaojiao only gave him half a quarter of an hour. They must have something to discuss and he couldn't let his imagination run wild. He could ask later.

But he was afraid that if he asked, he would have nothing.

The huge sadness continued to overwhelm his rationality, but Zhan Nanchu finally lifted the curtain.

Afraid that his distorted expression would scare the little girl, Zhan Nanchu put on his mask and approached the two people talking in the corner step by step.

But before he got close, he heard Xie Siyuan's voice.

"Can't you see that Zhan Nanchu's feelings towards you are not brotherly or sisterly at all? He wants to possess you like a man, the same as I do. Do you understand?"