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

A group of people watched Gu Mingheng leave.

After a while, some people left and some walked towards the arena.

Ming Jingheng was still standing there alone, with his head lowered, looking depressed.

After several people from the Imperial Guards rushed forward, they looked at Ming Jingheng with a strange expression and asked, "Jingheng, what's wrong with you today? You couldn't even survive three moves. This is not your usual self."

That's too straightforward.

Someone bumped into the young man who was speaking and told him to stop.

The young man frowned and closed his mouth. Although he was a little unhappy, he didn't say anything else.

Ming Jingheng didn't think anything of it, nor did he think there was anything wrong with what the young man said.

It is true that he made mistakes today, and it is true that he did not perform well.

He himself felt that he was extremely bad.

"I didn't sleep well yesterday, and I was a little absent-minded just now." Ming Jingheng said this, and then he thought of what King Chang'an said just now, and hurriedly added, "I am not as skilled as others, and I have failed everyone's expectations."

He said so.

The rest of the people had nothing to say.

Considering Jingheng's performance, the person who feels the most uncomfortable is himself.

One of them who was quite close to Ming Jingheng said, "If I had known, I wouldn't have called you here today. But why didn't you sleep well for no reason? Did something happen at home?"

People outside don’t know what happened in Anyuan Marquis’ Mansion yet.

The Ming family hasn’t told anyone yet.

Ming Jingheng was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "My little sister is back."

"Little sister?"

They had a good relationship with Ming Jingheng and had all been guests at the Marquis' Mansion. They had met Ming Yao and subconsciously thought that the little sister Ming Jingheng was talking about was Ming Yao.

At this time, everyone was curious and asked, "Isn't your little sister always at home? Why, did she go somewhere else before?"

Someone even laughed at Ming Jingheng: "Jingheng, stop controlling your sister all day long. She's grown up, not a child anymore."

"If the Fourth Prince finds out about this, he will be jealous of you, his future brother-in-law."

Everybody was laughing and joking.

Ming Jingheng became even more silent, and his voice became even lower and deeper: "It's not Yaoyao, it's my little sister. My little sister is back."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Jingheng, are you sick?" Someone frowned, thinking that Ming Jingheng's words were nonsense and had no idea what he was talking about.

There were some people who knew the truth, and they suddenly reacted as if they had an epiphany.

"You said, it can't be--"

The man's expression changed as he spoke, and his voice became softer unconsciously: "Hasn't she been missing for ten years? Didn't your family think she was gone? How could it be..."

After this person said this, the others also reacted.

Everyone was very surprised, even the person who had just questioned Ming Jingheng couldn't help but widen his eyes.

This is really rare.

The person who had been missing for ten years suddenly came back.

If I hadn't heard it with my own ears, I would probably have thought it was just a fairy tale or a bizarre story.

But some people still looked at Ming Jingheng and asked curiously, "Isn't it a good thing that your sister is back? Why do you look so sad?"

Someone suddenly thought of something and lowered his voice: "Did something happen to your sister?"

Seeing Ming Jingheng's expression, they naturally wouldn't guess anything good.

In the past, young ladies from the capital were kidnapped by bandits. When they returned, they either lost their virginity or brought back wild men and children from outside, and finally became the laughing stock of the entire capital...

The girl from the Ming family has been missing for ten years. Who knows what happened to her outside?

If it was really because of this, Jing Heng's look was understandable. A group of people looked at each other, and they didn't know what to say for a moment.

Just when I was about to comfort Ming Jingheng.

Ming Jingheng realized what they were thinking, and immediately frowned and said, "What are you thinking about? My little sister is fine, she's fine!"

He was a little angry, and his tone was a little heavier: "Don't use those messy things to put on my little sister."

A group of people looked embarrassed, and some couldn't help asking: "Why are you like this?"

Ming Jingheng pursed his lips and didn't say much, fearing that others might misunderstand his younger sister. He only said, "I just feel that she has become more distant from me and doesn't cling to me like before."

This is also true.

Therefore, after Ming Jingheng finished speaking, the expression on his face was one of genuine sadness and loss.

"What else am I supposed to be?"

A group of people breathed a sigh of relief and turned to talk about Ming Jingheng.

"Jing Heng, I have to say something to you. Our little sister just came back. After not seeing her for ten years, isn't it normal for her to feel unfamiliar?"

"That's right. My little ancestor went to live with her grandparents for a few months. After she came back, I felt that she was a lot more distant from me. And this is how girls are when they grow up. Besides, the situation in your family..." It was the same quick-talking guy again.

Although he was immediately nudged by the elbow of someone next to him, he stopped.

But who among those present who knew the situation in Anyuan Marquis’ Mansion didn’t know what he hadn’t finished saying?

Ming Jingheng also heard the hidden meaning.

He also became more silent because of this.

Seeing him like this, everyone didn't know what to say for a moment, and could only comfort him: "Okay, okay, don't worry too much. Blood ties are the strongest bond in this world. You are family, what can't be discussed?"

"It will get better as time goes by."

"Let's go, we don't have any shifts today, let's go out for a good meal and a drink, there's nothing that can't be solved with a drink!"

As the man spoke, he put his arm around Ming Jingheng's shoulders.

Ming Jingheng actually wasn't in the mood today, but he didn't want to spoil their fun. Besides, he didn't know where to go. After thinking about it, Ming Jingheng nodded in agreement.

A group of people rushed out of the palace and went to a restaurant outside Xihua Palace.

This is where the Yulin Guards and Jinwu Guards often stay. When they are on duty, they also like to eat here. As soon as they enter, the shopkeeper who is familiar with them will greet them with a smile.

"Several officers are here. The rooms upstairs that you usually use are still empty. I will have someone take you upstairs."

"Let's go, let's go. It's the same old thing. We're not on duty today, so let's drink more." A group of people talked and walked upstairs.

The shopkeeper responded with a smile.

Ming Jingheng followed at the end.

It was said that it was to relieve Ming Jingheng's worries, but Ming Jingheng didn't drink too much. Looking at the group of people around him who were drunk, Ming Jingheng, who didn't eat or drink much, shook his head helplessly.

He was about to go out to pay the bill, and also wanted to ask them to prepare a few servings of hangover soup.

As soon as he went out, he saw a familiar figure walking towards him.

A tall man in black tights came from the front.

The corridor, which was not narrow, became much more cramped because of the man's appearance.

Ming Jingheng himself was not short. Among the young men from aristocratic families in the capital, he stood out in both appearance and height.

But compared with the handsome man walking towards him, Ming Jingheng was like a chick in front of an eagle, and he stood out all at once.

"W-Prince?"

Ming Jingheng stared blankly at the man coming over and almost thought he was dreaming.

Gu Mingheng glanced at him, hummed lightly, and ignored him.

Just when he was about to pass by Ming Jingheng, Ming Jingheng suddenly came to his senses and mustered up the courage to stop him.

"Your Majesty!"

Gu Mingheng then stopped and looked down at him: "What's the matter?"

Ming Jingheng stood in front of Gu Mingheng, looking up at the man in front of him as he did before.

He still remembers it many years ago.

When he was a teenager, he also stood in front of him with his head raised like this, hoping that he could take him to find his little sister.

It’s a pity that he was taken away by his family in the end and this matter was never accomplished.

He had no idea how many years the man in front of him had been looking for.

Many years ago, he often received letters sent by King Chang'an, but later they stopped. He naturally thought that the man had given up.

Ming Jingheng certainly never blamed him.

Even his family has given up on him, and it is already very good that Prince Chang'an has spent so many years looking for his younger sister.

He called out to the man and just wanted to talk to him.

"My Lord, my little sister has returned. If you want to see her, I can arrange it."

Gu Mingheng looked at the young man in front of him.

The young man had gentle features and his eyes sparkled with a pure and bright light.

If Qing Xin hadn't said that yesterday, he might have had a good chat with Ming Jingheng over a drink, and asked him to take good care of Ming Jin and tell him if he needed anything in the future.

But Qingxin’s words yesterday are still ringing in my ears.

Even though he had never seen it with his own eyes, and even though Qing Xin said that the girl was not resentful or unhappy when she said this, Gu Mingheng still felt as if something was squeezing his heart and was very uncomfortable.

This made it impossible for him to face Ming Jingheng properly.

Earlier on the stage, he did not embarrass Ming Jingheng, which showed that he clearly distinguished between public and private matters.

But at this moment, he was too lazy to pay attention to Ming Jingheng.

He glanced at him coldly, opened his thin lips slightly, and uttered two words coldly: "No need."

Then, without waiting for Ming Jingheng to speak, Gu Mingheng walked past him and left, going to the front wing.

Ming Jingheng stared blankly at Gu Mingheng leaving.

Someone came out from behind.

"Wenli." The man called Ming Jingheng's name.

He was also the least drunk. Although he had a headache, he was still conscious. Just now, through the half-open door, he saw Wen Li talking to someone outside, and heard the title "Prince". He guessed that it was Prince Chang'an who was outside.

He forced himself to drink a cup of cold tea and wanted to come over to pay his respects to Gu Mingheng.

I didn't expect that as soon as I came out, I saw King Chang'an leaving coldly.

Although Prince Chang'an seldom returned to the capital, they all knew that this powerful prince was actually very easy to talk to and very considerate.

He has never treated anyone harshly because of his status. To him, everyone is truly treated equally.

It was also the first time that Han Chengzhou saw King Chang'an with such a stern face.

"What did you say to make the prince so angry?" Han Chengzhou asked Ming Jingheng with a frown as he watched Gu Mingheng leave.

But Ming Jingheng himself was also confused.

How would he know what he did wrong?

"I don't know either." He stammered.

Han Chengzhou frowned even more when he saw him like this, but thinking of the bad things in his friend's heart, he couldn't ask any more questions. He could only pat him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, the prince is not a stingy person. Maybe he just thinks that your performance on the stage today was too bad."

"You are the one Commander Tan has chosen, and you are also the grandson of Princess Fuhua. Naturally, he has higher expectations of you. Just perform well next time."

Is that right?

Ming Jingheng always felt that Prince Chang'an's performance just now was not like that.

But he had no way of knowing, so he could only nod: "...I know."