Nian Huajiao: The cold-faced treacherous minister spoiled her unconditionally after breaking his vow

Nan Xing shook her head: "Nothing. I thought you must be getting impatient, so I changed my clothes and came here."

Jiang Luo was indeed getting a little anxious waiting.

Nanxing handled the matter today very well, and there were no outsiders present on the hill. Even if Hong Che dared to speak out, no one would necessarily believe him. Even if the government came to her to verify, she would not admit it.

But she must know whether Nanxing released the person smoothly or not, and whether anyone discovered it.

"When you went to the horse ranch today, you didn't have a tail?"

"No. Apart from Su Mu, there are no other people." Nan Xing replied immediately.

"That's good. What happened next?"

"Hong Er shouted in front of Captain Xu that you were the one who killed him. Lord Hong once questioned Captain Xu, but both of them were evaded by Captain Xu."

Jiang Luo frowned: "Xu Yuan? Does he know about this?"

Nan Xing thought for a moment and said, "From what I heard from him, I don't know."

Just don’t know.

It’s not that she doesn’t trust Xu Yuan, but the fewer people who know about this, the safer she will be.

"Is there anything different about Hong Yan?" Jiang Luo asked again.

The most intelligent and promising person in the Yongxing Marquis's Mansion is Master Hong. She does not want to become an enemy of this man who may become a powerful official in the future.

But she couldn't stand Hong Che's filthiness and stinginess. She didn't want to live a miserable life again like in her previous life. Even if it meant offending others, she had to think about herself.

Harm her, humiliate her?

Then you have to bear the consequences.

"Master Hong seems to be a little skeptical. I'm afraid... he will secretly investigate what happened today."

When Jiang Luo heard this, what appeared before his eyes was Lu Jinan's soothing figure.

If Lord Lu had not been involved in this matter today, she would have been frowning when she heard Nanxing's words.

But Lord Lu was there, and he did not deny what she said on the mountain: "Why not let the bandit leader take care of Hong Che's matter!"

That meant that he would help her clean up the mess, and she felt relieved at this moment.

There were only the master and the servant in the room, and it was very quiet. Jiang Luo rested one hand under his chin, and kept tapping on the chaise longue with the other hand, clacking... as if he wanted to touch people's hearts.

Nanxing stood quietly by the side, saying nothing.

After a moment, she said, "I'm sure you'll doubt it. Don't go out these days. Just stay in the house."

Nan Xing was a little worried. She frowned and asked, "What about you? If you leave the house, I will be worried..."

Jiang Luo raised his hand to signal her to stay calm: "I will try not to leave the house these few days. However, if I must leave the house, I will take Wangyou with me and ask her to prepare enough poison."

Nan Xing wanted to say something else, but Jiang Luo comforted her: "I know my safety is very important to you, but Nan Xing, your life is equally important to me. I need you, and I also want to protect you."

The girl looked at her sincerely and spoke these heartfelt words solemnly. Nanxing didn't know how she got back to the house.

She was like a puppet without consciousness, walking towards the house step by step out of habit. Jiang Luo's cold and peerless face kept appearing in her mind, and his bright lips opened and closed as he spoke those words...

"But Nanxing, your life is equally important to me."

"I need you."

"I want to protect you, too."

When she reached the door of the house, Nanxing was already in tears.

She was chosen from a beggars' den by the Wu family when she was eight years old. In order to gain a foothold in the beggars' den, she had always disguised herself as a man.

Because only in this way can she avoid being bullied. Therefore, she is still not used to wearing women's clothes.

After being bought by the Wu family, she was recognized as a girl when Wu Zhong, the housekeeper who bought her, took them to meet Wu Song, the head of the Wu family.

She originally thought that she would be driven out, or that she would only be able to be a maid in the mansion from now on. Unexpectedly, Master Wu looked at her for a long time, finally sighed and took her to the study.

She followed the head of the Jiangnan wealthy Wu family trembling with fear all the way into the study.

This was the most magnificent house she had ever seen in her eight years of life. It was filled with all the best things she had never seen before, and she didn't even dare to step hard on the gold bricks that were polished to a shine by the maids.

She didn't know what to do next, nor did she know whether she would live or die.

She only knew that her life was in the hands of the man in front of her, and she was like an ant under his feet.

But she waited and waited, and no one gave her any instructions, so she plucked up the courage to look up, and saw the old man of the Wu family sitting behind the desk, staring at it in a daze.

Finally, after he came to his senses, he waved at me: "Come here."

She lowered her head, faced the majestic gaze, and gently walked to the desk and knelt down: "Please give me your instructions, Master Wu."

"Get up and raise your head." The voice was still cold and low, and she was so frightened that she broke out in a sweat.

She quickly stood up and looked over, only to see several paintings in front of her, all of which seemed to be of the same person.

From taking first steps to standing by the window.

Her eyes widened at the time. She was so beautiful, she seemed like she was not real.

She had been wandering the streets all her life, and had seen beautiful young ladies from wealthy families as well as pretty girls from common families, but she had never seen a face like the young lady in the painting.

The goddess of the nine heavens, cold and extraordinary.

"Your future mission is to work hard to learn skills in the Dark Guard Camp. Then go to her side, respect her, protect her, and stay with her for the rest of your life." The person in front of her pointed at the girl in the painting with a serious look on his face and spoke to her.

She is a beggar, and she is very good at reading people's minds.

At that time, she saw tenderness and care in the eyes of the thirty-year-old head of the family.

He stroked the portrait, the pain in his eyes seemed to be overflowing: "From now on, you only need to remember that she is your life, your master. And your life will be decided by her. Whether you can survive today or in the future depends entirely on her."

Because of what Mr. Wu said, she has always had a deep respect and protection for Jiang Luo.

This is a kind of fear and also a kind of bond.

But now, the girl who was holding her lifeline told her seriously: "Nanxing, I want to protect you too..."

She had lived for eighteen years and no one had ever said anything like this to her, never.

She once thought that maybe she was destined to be a maid. Even now that she was by Jiang Luo's side, she was at most a maid with great martial arts skills.

But she just saw cherishment in Jiang Luo's eyes.

She is a beggar. Even though she hasn't been a beggar for ten years, she still has the ability to judge people.

As the young lady said, she needs me. But the cherishment she shows for me is also genuine.

Nan Xing raised her head to hold back the tears that were about to fall, raised her sleeve to wipe the tears from her face, and then pushed the door open and walked in...

Note: There are three theories about the origin of the name "Jinzhuan".

First: Gold bricks were made in Suzhou and sent to the capital, so they were called "Beijing bricks", which later evolved into gold bricks.

Second: After the gold bricks are fired, their texture becomes extremely hard and they make a metal-like sound when knocked.

Third: It is said that during the Ming Dynasty, a gold brick was worth one or two taels of gold, so it was called a gold brick.