Abandoned daughter reborn, legitimate son is resourceful

"Sir, did you see clearly who pushed you down?"

Chu Xiaoran had just managed to drink some porridge, and his body gradually regained some strength, but he still looked extremely weak.

Yan Boxi, who was standing by, knew that Chu Xiaoran was unable to speak at the moment, so he hurriedly prepared paper and pen, hoping that he could reveal the identity of the murderer through writing.

Yan Boxi quickly found a piece of white paper and a pen, gently spread the paper on the quilt, and carefully adjusted the position of the pen to make sure everything was ready.

Chu Xiaoran nodded slightly, as if he understood Yan Boxi's intention.

After taking the paper and pen, Chu Xiaoran's hands trembled a little, but he still held the pen firmly. Just as he was about to write, he was interrupted by Nan Jinming's voice...

"What are you doing?"

Chu Xiaoran sat up, feeling a little weak, and leaned lightly on the pillow beside him. His complexion looked better than before, but still pale and weak.

Nan Jinming frowned. What Chu Xiaoran didn't know was that he had been in a coma for three days and three nights. During these days, Nan Jinming had been guarding his side day and night, fearing that something might go wrong.

During this long period of time, no one knew what happened after he left that night.

Everyone was waiting anxiously, hoping that Chu Xiaoran would wake up as soon as possible. Only in this way could they know who the real murderer who hurt him was.

"I want you to write down the names of the people who hurt him, so I can help him get revenge."

Yan Boxi clenched his teeth tightly, and his cheeks bulged slightly from exerting too much force.

Nan Jinming's heart was filled with regret and self-blame.

She knew very well that she was in the wrong in this matter. If she had been able to stay with Chu Xiaoran all the time, perhaps this situation could have been avoided.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh and nodded silently.

Afterwards, Nan Jinming quickly prepared paper, ink, brush and inkstone, and spread the paper flat.

Chu Xiaoran had learned some writing when he was in Ye Country. At this moment, he took the pen, thought for a while, and then began to write on the paper.

His brushstrokes are light and smooth, as natural as flowing clouds and running water.

After a while, Chu Xiaoran finished writing.

Nan Jinming gently picked up the paper and his eyes fell on the words on it.

With just a glance, her face instantly became extremely gloomy, as if it was stained with ink.

That originally beautiful face was now covered with gloom, which made people feel fearful.

"Phoenix Lord."

Nan Jinming's affirmative words startled Qingyu, who was serving nearby, and she immediately ran out and knelt down.

"Forgive me, young lady. I should have reminded you earlier. The princess and Feng Jun have always been at odds. I should have reminded you to be careful after entering the palace."

As Qingyu spoke, she kowtowed heavily, her pretty little face full of guilt and tears welling up in her eyes, as if they would roll down at any time.

"You can't be blamed for this. It's all because I didn't stay by his side to protect him."

Chu Xiaoran took Nan Jinming's hand, shook his head gently, and at the same time stretched out his fingers and gestured in the air twice.

His movements were gentle yet firm, as if he wanted to convey an indescribable emotion.

Nan Jinming looked at Chu Xiaoran quietly, feeling endlessly moved in his heart.

She understood what Chu Xiaoran meant. He was not blaming her, but expressing her understanding of him.

"I know you're not talking about me, but I think these things could have been avoided. It's my fault for not protecting you well."

Nan Jinming held Chu Xiaoran's gesticulating hand tightly, with heartache and guilt flashing in his eyes.

Chu Xiaoran felt Nan Jinming's emotions, he smiled slightly and tried to comfort her.

Nan Jinming stared at Chu Xiaoran's smile, and the guilt in his heart gradually turned into a strong determination.

How could a princess suffer such injustice?

"Don't worry, I will definitely seek justice for you."

Nan Jinming looked at Chu Xiaoran with firm eyes.

She turned to Yan Boxi and said, "Go check Feng Jun's whereabouts that day and see if there are any clues."

Yan Boxi took the order and left.

Nan Jinming secretly calculated in his heart that Feng Jun and Xiaoran were not on good terms, and he must have some ulterior motive in harming Chu Xiaoran this time.

At this moment, Chu Xiaoran on the bed raised his hand with great effort and grabbed the corner of Nan Jinming's clothes. Nan Jinming leaned down quickly, "Do you have anything to say?"

Chu Xiaoran opened his mouth with difficulty, but no words came out. However, one could still make out the meaning, which was the word "be careful".

Nan Jinming's heart tightened. She knew Chu Xiaoran was worried about her. "Don't worry, I will be careful."

After saying that, she looked at Chu Xiaoran again, "You have a good rest, and leave the rest to me."