The mistress died of overwork, and after rebirth, she was bad at raising her cubs

Nangong Mingyue, however, knew her father very well. She quickly pulled Shen Qinglan's sleeve and said with a smile:

"I've already said that you and I are sworn sisters, and you already call me sister, so what should I call my father?"

Shen Qinglan was stunned for a moment, and when he saw General Nangong's expression eased a little, he finally understood. However, he was still hesitant and couldn't help but look at Huo Zhanting beside him.

After Huo Zhanting smiled and nodded at her, Shen Qinglan looked at General Nangong helplessly, bowed and said respectfully:

"Qinglan meets foster father."

Upon hearing this, General Nangong smiled brightly and said with a loud laugh:

“Alright, alright, stop standing there and go inside. I’ll have someone set up the place!”

Shen Qinglan smiled and followed General Nangong on both sides with Nangong Mingyue. Huo Zhanting followed behind Shen Qinglan, keeping silent.

But Nangong Liuming secretly glanced at Huo Zhanting and whispered to Shen Qinglan:

"Qinglan, you seem to be a person with your own ideas. Why do you have to depend on your husband's mood for such a small matter?"

"Don't be like Mingyue. After getting married, her mind is full of men. How can she be like the daughter of our Nangong family?"

"Now that you call me your foster father, Qinglan, I will teach you from the bottom of my heart that men should not be spoiled. You should beat them when they deserve it and scold them when they deserve it, otherwise they will take advantage of you."

Shen Qinglan couldn't help laughing out loud when she heard Nangong Liuming's words.

Nangong Liuming saw this and said with some dissatisfaction:

"Don't laugh, this is all from my stepfather's experience. This is how your stepmother controlled me back then!"

Shen Qinglan knew that Nangong Liuming and Madam Nangong were very much in love in the past, but after all six of their sons died, Madam Nangong could not bear it and passed away.

Now, General Nangong was willing to mention Madam Nangong to him, which showed that he truly regarded her as a family member.

Shen Qinglan felt warm in her heart, nodded and said obediently: "Qinglan has remembered what my foster father taught me."

"???"

As a martial artist, Huo Zhanting was born with good hearing. After listening to the whole process, the corner of his mouth twitched.

Was it wrong for him to come to the Nangong family today? What was this old man trying to instigate his princess to do?

Soon, General Nangong had someone set up a whole table, and he was in such a good mood that he asked someone to dig out a jar of wine from the backyard.

"This wine is called Peach Blossom Smile. I buried seven jars of it before I went to the battlefield for the first time."

"The original plan was to open a jar for each of the children when they got married, but unfortunately, it has only been opened when Mingyue got married."

When General Nangong said this, a trace of melancholy flashed across his eyes.

The six sons served in the army all year round. When they died, they had never married or had children, leaving any bloodline for the Nangong family.

But soon, he saw Shen Qinglan and Huo Zhanting sitting together, a talented man and a beautiful woman, and he smiled again and said:

"But now Qinglan has come. Since you are my adopted daughter, this altar should be used as a ceremony to celebrate your marriage."

As he spoke, General Nangong personally filled everyone's glasses and then raised them.

Shen Qinglan and the others saw that General Nangong was in such a good mood today, so they naturally didn't want to spoil his mood, so they raised their glasses to join him.

Nangong Mingyue felt helpless and wanted to persuade him, but when she saw her father looking so happy, she couldn't bear to say anything.

After three rounds of drinking, General Nangong had already gone to the toilet, and Nangong Mingyue's alcohol tolerance was not good, so he was a little dizzy at this time.

Shen Qinglan simply asked the servants to take Nangong Mingyue away to rest first.

Then he took another look at Huo Zhanting, who was sitting obediently on the side with a red face due to the alcohol, and asked in a low voice: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Huo Zhanting shook his head obediently and smiled at Shen Qinglan obediently.

That usually solemn and stern face now had a hint of harmlessness, as if it was a big wolfdog that had taken down all its defenses and allowed anyone to pet it at will.

Thinking so, Shen Qinglan really reached out and rubbed Huo Zhanting's head.

But she found that the hair was soft and felt really good, a bit like the big black dog that her grandparents kept when she returned to Qinghe.

Huo Zhanting reached out helplessly and held Shen Qinglan's evil hand, then pulled it down and asked, "Do you like it?"

"Ah."

"I'll let you touch it when I get back. It's not convenient here."

Looking at Huo Zhanting's serious expression, Shen Qinglan held back her laughter, guessing that he was probably a little drunk, otherwise he would not have said such a thing.

General Nangong just came back at this time, but he did not notice the atmosphere between Shen Qinglan and Huo Zhanting.

He looked around and saw that Nangong Mingyue was not there. He then took the tea handed to him by the servant, took a sip, smiled and looked at Shen Qinglan and said gently:

"Mingyue is not here, Qinglan, can you tell me the purpose of your visit today?"

Shen Qinglan turned around and looked at General Nangong in surprise. She didn't expect that General Nangong could see their intentions.

"I am only old, not stupid. You chose this time instead of earlier or later. Is there something you must tell me?"

Shen Qinglan smiled helplessly and nodded immediately. She wanted to say something, but her hand was held by Huo Zhanting.

Shen Qinglan realized that her hand was being held tightly by Huo Zhanting, and then she looked at the servant who was serving beside her.

General Nangong raised his eyebrows and waved his hand, and the servants immediately retreated obediently.

Even the people following Shen Qinglan and Huo Zhanting stepped back and stood guard outside.

Upon seeing this, General Nangong knew that this matter must be of great importance, otherwise Shen Qinglan and the others would not have to be so cautious.

"What exactly do you want to say?"

Shen Qinglan didn't say anything, just looked at Huo Zhanting.

After Huo Zhanting nodded slightly at Shen Qinglan, Shen Qinglan told General Nangong the news that Nangong Ze might still be alive.

After listening to this, Nangong Liuming sat in his seat in a daze, as if in disbelief, and muttered:

"How is it possible? Back then... I personally picked up their bodies one by one. Although the body of the sixth brother... was burned, the tokens on his body are still there. He... is not dead?"

"But if he is not dead, why doesn't he come back? Why doesn't he come back?"

Nangong Liuming's voice was murmuring, but his eyes were already red.

Two lines of tears slid down the face that was originally strong and full of wrinkles.

This news was both happy and sad for General Nangong.

If it is true, then he still has a son alive. But, if Nangong Ze is still alive, why doesn't he come back?

Shen Qinglan looked at General Nangong's painful appearance and didn't know how to comfort him. She could only pour a glass of water and handed it to General Nangong.

"Father, don't get too excited. The War King has already sent people to investigate. If there is any news, we will inform you. Perhaps there will be a day when the family can be reunited."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Liuming stretched out his hand and took the water handed over by Shen Qinglan with trembling hands. After taking a deep breath, he said earnestly:

"You are good kids...but don't interfere in this matter anymore."

"Why?" Shen Qinglan was puzzled.

After much difficulty, they found out that there was a child alive. Logically, shouldn't Nangong Liuming go find the person right away after knowing it? But why did he ask them to stop?

Nangong Liuming glanced at Shen Qinglan with a complicated expression, then set his eyes on Huo Zhanting's legs, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said:

"The past cannot be retrieved. The Sixth Brother died while loyal to the emperor and protecting the country. He deserves to be buried in the Imperial Ancestral Temple. This is his fate. As for the rest, there is no need to worry about it or investigate it. The people who are alive now are the most important, aren't they?"