Being favored by the paranoid master, the whole imperial capital kneels down

Chapter 27 A wall separated her from her own flesh and blood

The disgust in Nan Chuzheng's eyes was obvious.

Chu Shiqing felt a headache in his heart. He watched Nan Chuzheng leave holding Nan Chenrao's hand and clenched his fists tightly.

A basket of junk?

When he sent fruits to Nan Chuzheng, he never asked the cook to buy good ones.

This time he put his heart into it and even felt a little guilty towards Nan Chuzheng.

But now Nan Chuzheng actually said that the fruits and vegetables carefully selected by the chefs were rubbish?

Does she really think she can compare with Jingyue?

A girl who grew up in the countryside would not be satisfied with just eating some fruits and vegetables, but she would also be coaxed with gold, silver and jewelry, not afraid that she would not be able to bear such wealth.

Ah Sui stepped forward cautiously, holding the basket of fresh fruits in his hand.

"Prince, these fruits..."

Before A Sui could react, Chu Shiqing, with blood still on the corner of his mouth, endured the pain in his heart.

He snatched the basket of fruits and vegetables and threw it to the ground.

Nan Chuzheng doesn't know what's good for her, so he won't continue to indulge her.

Now he already knew what Nan Chuzheng's adopted brother looked like.

Chu Shiqing can just go directly to Nan Chenrao to inquire about the affairs of the Yama Division.

"If she comes back on my birthday, don't let her in. Accept her gift and send her away quickly."

Chu Shiqing wanted to teach Nan Chuzheng a lesson for her willfulness.

Nan Chuzheng, who was completely unaware of the situation, held Nan Chenrao's hand and walked through the alley.

Arrived at a secluded backyard.

The pink flowers above her head were in full bloom. She looked up at Nan Chenrao.

"Wearing a mask now actually draws more attention."

Since that time at the Chu family, Nan Chuzheng has never appeared in public with Nan Chenrao again in her life.

Just now on the busy street, many people saw Nan Chuzheng and Nan Chenrao together.

If Nan Chenrao were to put on the mask now, others would be able to guess who the head of the Yama Division was in an instant.

"Are you still used to it?"

Nan Chuzheng looked at Nan Chenrao's cold and pale face.

He held her hands, placed them on his cheeks, and responded hoarsely,

"Not used to it."

He has been wearing a mask since he was a child, and even the Nan family rarely sees this face.

The only one who can make him take off his mask and still remain calm is Zheng'er.

Nan Chuzheng felt a pain in her heart, and at this moment she could no longer think about what happened last night.

She even forgot the thought of talking to Nan Chenrao about whether they could sleep in separate beds.

"Then let's go back quickly and don't linger outside."

Nan Chuzheng held Nan Chenrao's hand and walked through a quiet alley towards the Nan family's house.

Nan Chenrao's eyes were always on Nan Chuzheng's back.

Her hand was pulled straight by him, and he didn't even look at the road below.

There were a few pink petals on Zheng'er's long hair.

As she walked, the petals seemed to be about to fall.

Walking through the narrow long street, you can see people coming and going outside the alley.

Nan Chuzheng stopped and seemed to be thinking about which route to take to bring Nan Chenrao back to the Nan family mansion.

Behind her, a broad figure with the breath of cold cedar came closer.

Nan Chenrao closed his eyes and sniffed the fragrance of the petals on the top of Nan Chuzheng's head with the tip of his nose.

Looks grumpy.

Nan Chuzheng quickly thought of a road with fewer people, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Hurry up, let's go..."

Nan Chuzheng turned around and her forehead just touched Nan Chenrao's lips.

A warm and cool feeling.

Nan Chenrao's eyes, which had been closed, suddenly opened, and there was a shock in his eyes.

It was as if a huge wave was stirred up in the calm lake of my heart.

He didn't move.

Nan Chuzheng also forgot to move.

She was thinking, why was she so mean in broad daylight?

Nan Chuzheng moved slightly backward, and Nan Chenrao moved forward.

His lips remained on Nan Chuzheng's smooth forehead.

At first, Nan Chenrao thought Zheng'er would react violently and slap him.

But Zheng'er didn't.

She just resisted slightly, just like last night.

When he insisted a little, she let him do whatever he wanted.

Nan Chenrao held Nan Chuzheng's slender body in his arms, letting this unintentional kiss linger on her forehead for a long time.

Nan Chuzheng's face was as red as fire.

Okay, okay, she hadn’t even started to distance herself from Nanchen Rao, but now the distance between them was one step closer.

In broad daylight, Nan Chenrao's behavior was even stranger and more intimate...

After Nan Chuzheng and Nan Chenrao returned to the Nan family residence.

In two days, it was Chu Shiqing's birthday.

However, there was not even any thorough preparation in the Zhaoyong Marquis's mansion.

Because Zhou claimed to be ill, the prince's birthday this time could only be celebrated by the housekeeper according to last year's specifications.

Marquis Chu frowned and looked at the servants in the mansion, who were busy like headless flies.

Sometimes here, sometimes there.

He couldn't help but scold Chu Bo, who was busy running around with sweat all over his forehead.

"The post has been sent out, and guests are coming soon. What are you doing?"

At this point, even the table has not been decided.

Uncle Chu looked aggrieved. "My Lord, although we are following last year's rules, it was Miss Chu Zheng who was helping to organize it last year. This year..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

Only when such a major event occurred in the Zhaoyong Marquis' Mansion did they realize how capable Nan Chuzheng was.

Compared to Chu Jingyue who doesn't care about anything, there is also Zhou who knows nothing and can't handle anything well.

Nan Chuzheng is emotionally stable, thoughtful, and logical. When working under her, each servant has a clear division of labor.

And know what you want to do.

It's not like here now, where everyone does whatever they think of.

Although there was a charter written by Nan Chuzheng last year, it still ended up being a mess.

Lord Chu had a headache and walked into Zhou's room angrily.

"How long are you going to pretend to be sick?"

He knew that Zhou had recovered from her illness.

The reason why she claimed to be sick and could not go out was simply because she knew that everyone in the Chu family was hiding Chu Jingyue's true identity from her.

"Today is your son's birthday party. You don't want him to become a laughing stock in the entire Imperial Capital, do you?"

Zhou's expression was indifferent.

Ever since she was brought back by Lord Chu's men, the only time she felt emotional was when Nan Chuzheng came back that day.

The rest of the time, no matter what the Chu family said to her, she acted very cold.

It's as if the whole person has been separated from the past.

Seeing Zhou's dying state, Lord Chu was furious.

"Then what do you want?"

What can Zhou do?

The person she hated most in her life was Zhou Mingzhu.

As a result, she raised Zhou Mingzhu's daughter for more than ten years.

Now she only wanted to drive Chu Jingyue away and bring her daughter Nan Chuzheng back to Zhaoyonghou Mansion.

However, Chu Zheng had already been lost by her.