The real daughter's life was stolen, and she was reborn and became the best in the capital

Ming Jingrang returned to his own yard.

Tian Xin was standing outside and saw him coming back from afar. Just as he was about to run over to remind him that his wife was coming, he heard footsteps behind him.

Zhou Zhaoru had also seen Ming Jingrang coming back.

"Xiao Ran!"

She called Ming Jingrang's name and walked out quickly.

"Why are you here?" Ming Jingrang looked at her and his confused brain became a little clearer, but he still had no expression.

Ming Jingrang asked her in a hoarse voice without looking at her much. After he finished speaking, he walked in on his own.

"You still ask me why I'm here? How could I not come?"

Zhou Zhaoru was so anxious that she didn't bother beating around the bush and asked Ming Jingrang directly, "Did your grandmother agree to let you join the army?"

If she hadn't known that she was not welcome and didn't dare to go to Songcuizhai at this time...otherwise, she would have run to Songcuizhai to stop him the moment she knew about this.

Why wait until now.

"How do you know?" Ming Jingrang stopped and looked at her with a frown.

I was thinking of something. It should be that when I was talking to Tianxin just now, Cui's mother heard it.

He pursed his lips and said nothing more.

Ming Jingrang retracted his gaze and continued walking forward: "No."

"Grandma didn't see me."

"That's good, that's good." Zhou Zhaoru stroked his chest when he heard this. Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Ming Jingrang's voice coming from the front again.

"But I have already decided that when my injuries get better, I will join the army."

Zhou Zhaoru's heart went up and down with Ming Jingrang's words.

Her heartbeat, which had just calmed down, suddenly started beating wildly again. She looked at Ming Jingrang in shock. After making sure that she had not heard wrongly, she suddenly raised her voice and shouted angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"If you don't want to go to the Imperial College, I can find a way for you to go to other government offices, or like your brother, go to the Imperial Guard. What else can't you do? Nothing is easier than going to that hard and tiring military camp!"

Zhou Zhaoru was really angry and was really worried about Ming Jingrang.

She said this angrily, and then added in a loud voice: "Anyway, I won't agree, don't even think about it!"

Ming Jingrang had already made the decision and it was impossible to change it.

"You don't need your family's consent to join the army." He said this before walking into the house.

Zhou Zhaoru was so angry about this.

She followed him in and asked, "Have you made up your mind to go?"

"Yes."

Ming Jingrang said without turning his head.

Mouth is a bit dry.

Tian Xin didn't dare to come in at this time, so Ming Jingrang poured himself a cup of tea.

Just took a sip.

Suddenly, Zhou Zhaoru grabbed his arm.

"What if I don't agree!"

Half a cup of tea was poured out. If it had been in the past, Ming Jingrang would have lost his temper, but today, he just frowned slightly, then looked away as if nothing had happened and put the remaining half cup of tea on the table.

He casually brushed his wet sleeves with his hands.

Ming Jingrang did not look back, but said calmly: "Whether you agree or not, I will go."

"you--"

Zhou Zhaoru opened her mouth to scold, but when she saw her youngest son's profile, which was unusually calm, she suddenly became a little scared.

When my son was young, he would either quarrel or make a noise to achieve his goals.

If he was the same today as before, Zhou Zhaoru would not be so scared.

But he didn't make any noise, and just spoke of his decision so calmly... How could Zhou Zhaoru not be afraid?

The feeling I had when I saw my eldest son leave just now seemed to become even more profound.

It was as if something was slipping away from her fingertips.

Even though she held her young son's sleeve tightly, Zhou Zhaoru still felt out of control.

She suddenly didn't know what to do.

Fear and panic made Zhou Zhaoru at a loss, and her eyes turned red: "Xiao Rang, I only have you now. Your sister is gone, and your elder brother is not home all day. If you leave too, what will I do in the future?"

Ming Jingrang was silent for a moment after hearing this.

Just when Zhou Zhaoru thought that he would change his mind, he heard him say: "I didn't stay at home much before, you will get used to it."

"If you really can't adapt, find something else to do."

"you you--"

Zhou Zhaoru's eyes widened.

She was angry and in disbelief. Her hand, which she stretched out to Ming Jingrang, trembled slightly. She pointed at Ming Jingrang and said angrily, "This is how you treat your mother!"

"If it weren't for you, why would your sister leave?"

"If it wasn't for protecting you, why would your sister dislike me so much!"

"You are such an unfilial son, such an unfilial son!"

Zhou Zhaoru patted Ming Jingrang's arm as he spoke, his eyes reddening.

Ming Jingrang let her slap him without refutation or movement, and without saying a single extra word.

Zhou Zhaoru took pictures for a long time but didn't hear any movement from him. He looked up and saw the same gloomy face.

She knew he would not change his mind, so she cried even harder.

……

a few days later.

After Ming Jingrang recovered from his injuries, he went to the military recruitment office outside the city alone to sign up.

He did not wear his usual brocade clothes, but instead wore ordinary cotton clothes. When he went there, he did not reveal his identity.

Like everyone else, I lined up to fill out information and wait for inspection.

Those people didn't know that he was the eighth young master of Anyuan Marquis' Mansion. After examining Ming Jingrang's body, they asked him to fill out the information.

"Okay, fill out the information first, and come back in three days. By then, you new recruits will be assigned to different military camps."

Although Ming Jingrang was dressed in ordinary clothes, he had been a nobleman for sixteen years after all.

The soldier in charge of the information looked at Ming Jingrang and felt that he was not from a poor family. He couldn't understand why he would join the army. He reminded him, "Joining the army is not easy. You have to think about it carefully. Once you enter the barracks, you can't just leave casually."

"Ah."

Ming Jingrang put down the brush: "I know."

The soldier looked at him a few more times, said nothing, and just gave him a sign.

"Gather here at noon three days later."

Ming Jingrang took it, said "thank you", and left.

He led his horse down the long street.

After a while, I suddenly saw a person standing not far away.

Ming Jingrang was stunned.

He didn't expect to see his eldest brother here.

After they parted at the ancestral hall that day, his elder brother had not come to see him again, and he did not expect to meet him here. Seeing his appearance again, Ming Jingrang knew that his elder brother was waiting for him specially, so he quickly led the horse over.

"Big brother."

He called out in a hoarse voice.

Ming Jingheng looked at him and hummed softly: "Okay?"

Not wondering how his elder brother knew this, Ming Jingrang hummed softly, "Okay."

Ming Jingheng looked at his younger brother in front of him.

The proud young man in my memory no longer looks like him.

The young man in front of him was silent and reserved.

Ming Jingheng sighed deeply in his heart.

He raised his hand and patted Ming Jingrang's shoulder: "Let's go, let's go back together."

Ming Jingrang agreed.

The two brothers did not ride horses, but instead led the horses and walked slowly on the busy street.

Ming Jingheng asked him: "When are you leaving?"

Ming Jingrang said: "Three days later."

"So fast……"

Ming Jingheng paused slightly, but it was only for a breath before he picked up the pace again.

"When you go to the military camp next time, be careful."

"it is good."

There's not much to say.

In the past, his younger brother was ignorant and Ming Jingheng always hoped that he would grow up one day. Now that he has really grown up, it is because of such a price... Ming Jingheng couldn't help feeling a little sad.

The White Dew has passed.

The autumnal equinox has not yet arrived.

But the autumn belonging to this Yanjing city has arrived.

The autumn wind is blowing, and it seems to come earlier than before.

"Brother, do you think...will she forgive me?"

Ming Jingheng was startled when he heard this sentence suddenly. He turned around and saw that the young man beside him had his eyelids lowered, but his red eyes could still be seen.

Ming Jingheng opened his mouth to speak, but was speechless for a moment.

He couldn't answer.

Because he doesn't know either.

He could only pat Ming Jingrang on the shoulder and say, "Look forward first."

"Rather than forgiveness, I hope she can have smooth sailing in the future and not be sad anymore."

Ming Jingrang's thick eyelashes suddenly trembled slightly.

He looked up and saw his elder brother looking at a certain place.

He looked over and after a while he realized that his elder brother was looking in the direction of Huangqin Street.

He was speechless.

He could only swallow the hot tears in his eyes with red eyes.

The young man led the horse, walked on the long street, crying silently. He knew that he would be filled with guilt for the rest of his life and would never be able to forget it.