Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 2208

Mrs. Song was also overwhelmed with emotions and felt guilty. The child was innocent, and she finally reconciled with the past.

She turned her face away, not daring to look into her son's eyes, and said, "Miss Nanyan, eat quickly, or it will get cold soon."

Nan Yan couldn't resist and ate the sugar-water egg. She turned around and left the yard, ran to the street and bought dozens of eggs.

She put it quietly into the kitchen without saying anything.

Mrs. Song saw this and said slowly, "Miss Nanyan, how can our Song family live with you like this?"

Nan Yan shook the other person's hand sincerely, "Madam Song, every family has its own difficulties. Just let it go. The princess said that the Song family is full of learned people and will be able to serve the court sooner or later. You can rest assured."

Mrs. Song liked Nan Yan more and more, and her desire to have her as her daughter-in-law became stronger.

Song Xizhi knew how to cherish, and encouraged Song Shenzhi, "Brother, Nanyan is a good girl, don't hide it, tell her your feelings."

Song Shenzhi knew to be cautious, "In our current situation, why should we drag Miss Nanyan into suffering with us?"

Song Xizhi said, "If we were living a life of digging mountains and carrying stones, I wouldn't have mentioned it. But now I understand that as long as we don't go astray, the princess will help us."

He sighed again and said, "Alas, the princess has already helped us so much. Whether the road ahead will be easy or not depends on our own efforts. Living a happier life is also a kind of effort. Brother, don't hesitate. I'm afraid you'll think too much, and when Miss Nanyan marries someone else, it will be too late for you to regret it."

Song Shenzhi was silent for a long time, "Xizhi, you have grown up and have become so insightful."

Song Xizhi smiled bitterly and wiped the inkstone. "If someone who has had his door lintel collapsed once still doesn't have good eyesight, how big is his heart? Brother, didn't you tell me that if you have a roof over your head, the wind and snow won't bully you. If you have charcoal in your house, the cold won't invade you. If you have hot food on the table and a bright heart, life won't be too difficult."

No one knew that he also had a crush on Nan Yan. This was not because of Murong's beauty, nor because of her picturesque features; nor was it because of her tenderness, nor because of her sweet smile and eloquence.

I admired the tenderness in her eyes when she touched the medicine with her ten fingers and applied it to her brother.

It is to respect her for kneeling down to remove the pus-filled bandage, her toughness in holding the cotton yarn even when the fishy smell hits my face.

He loved her not because she was a traitor to the Song family, but because he helped her when she was in need and smiled at her the first day they met.

The young man had seen beautiful women when he was in the capital, but in his heart, no girl was more beautiful than Nan Yan.

She had long become the worldly something he could not let go of in his dilapidated home.

However, he gradually realized that this touch of worldly fireworks not only illuminated his cold window, but also became a bright light on his brother's dark night road.

He thought that if Miss Nan Yan could become his sister-in-law, he would be very happy.

His brother had always given in to him and protected him over the years, and for once, he could quietly fulfill his brother's wish.

In fact, it may not be a fulfillment. Miss Nan Yan has always had her brother in her eyes, and he just doesn't want to cause trouble.

This layer of charming thoughts belonged to him alone. No one else in this world would know.

Song Xizhi began to leave early and return late, no longer appearing in front of Nan Yan. He said, "Mother, I need to go to Guicheng. The academy is busy. Master Huang thinks highly of me."

No one in the family noticed.

Nan Yan also said, "Yesterday, Master Huang praised Young Master Song in front of the princess, saying that he will have a bright future."

Madam Song smiled and said, "Miss Nanyan, don't call them Young Master anymore. Just call them Shenzhi and Xizhi. We will treat you as one of our family."

Nan Yan thought for a moment and said calmly, "Okay, Madam. Then please don't call me Miss anymore. Call me Nan Yan instead."

In this way, Nan Yan took care of the Song family for three months and lived with Song Shenzhi day and night.

Song Shenzhi taught her how to write and was surprised to find that she had a good foundation. "You can read?"

Nan Yan nodded, "The princess taught me. But I'm just stupid, not even half as good as Sister Bei Hui and Xi Yue, so I don't know much."

"Then, can I teach you every day from now on?" Song Shenzhi's throat tightened when he said this. He didn't dare to look at Nan Yan, and let the horizontal, vertical, and diagonal strokes of the characters on the window lattice become a mess, making him panic.