Abandoned daughter reborn, legitimate son is resourceful

Only when the last stick of incense burned out did the two people on the stage stop writing. When the poem was revealed, everyone sighed.

Nan Jinming's guess was correct. The person on the left looked wealthy. He was a scholar who wrote a poem praising the prosperity of the capital of Ye State.

The poems written by the scholar, who seemed to come from a poor family, were all inspirational poems for study. They basically told how she had studied hard for more than ten years and finally succeeded. There was nothing original in them and the people listening to them found them boring.

Chu Xiaoran suddenly began to admire Nan Jinming.

"How's it going? I'm awesome, right?"

Nan Jinming raised his chin and winked at Chu Xiaoran beside him with a proud look on his face.

The scholar from a poor family felt ashamed of himself after hearing the scholar on the left reciting his poems, so he stepped down from the stage.

Pei Zhaoli looked at the scholar and nodded.

"How do you know that the scholar on the left will definitely win this competition?"

"You don't know this, right? Young ladies born in wealthy families are not narrow-minded. Besides, they have been to many places and seen countless landscapes, as well as the prosperity of the capital."

Chu Xiaoran suddenly lowered his eyes in disappointment. Was he too useless?

"what happened?"

"fine."

"Do you want to continue watching?"

"Let's go back."

Chu Xiaoran was not in the mood to continue watching the martial arts competition for a bride, so Nan Jinming nodded and planned to take him home away from the crowd, but they were stopped by a man dressed as a servant.

"Miss, my master wants to see you."

Chu Xiaoran looked at the servant in front of him and felt that he looked familiar. Wasn’t this person the one close to Pei Zhaoli?

"Your young master? I don't know him. My husband and I are going home. Bye."

Nan Jinming pulled Chu Xiaoran and tried to find a place to escape, but unexpectedly they were stopped by Pei Zhaoli who had arrived leisurely.

"Miss, don't you want to meet Zhao Li?"

Nan Jinming turned his head stiffly. How could he have bumped into the inevitable plague god?

"I'm not familiar with you, and I don't want to know you."

Nan Jinming took Chu Xiaoran's hand and wanted to go around, but there were too many people around. When they saw Pei Zhaoli coming down the stairs in person, the crowd suddenly gathered.

"It's Master Pei!"

"Mr. Pei! Marry me, and I will divorce all the servants in my family!"

"what!!!"

"Damn, who stepped on me?"

Nan Jinming thought that this was a good opportunity and he had to quickly take Chu Xiaoran away from this place of trouble.

"What's your name, young lady?"

Pei Zhaoli asked in a soft and polite voice.

Chu Xiaoran was stunned for a moment before he realized that the person in front of him was trying to steal his wife from him, and he immediately became unhappy.

"This is my wife, please respect yourself."

Pei Zhaoli smiled contemptuously, with a hint of mockery at the corners of her lips under her veil, but no one could see it.

Chu Xiaoran knew that he must be like an actor now. Pei Zhaoli was of noble status, and he could easily get anyone he liked.

I am just an abandoned chess piece and of no use to Jin Ming.

If Nan Jinming could get in touch with Pei Zhaoli, perhaps he could return to the capital and take back everything that belonged to him.

But he forgot that Nan Jinming voluntarily gave up all his glory and made careful plans for five years before he pulled off this escape.