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

Chu Shiqing was trying on new clothes in his room.

Nan Chuzheng only knew some mediocre Kung Fu. She hit him in the chest, but fortunately she didn't injure his heart meridian.

There are also many miraculous elixirs for healing in the Zhaoyong Marquis Mansion.

In addition, he had recently found a doctor outside the city to check his hands and bought a lot of good medicine from the doctor.

Therefore, Chu Shiqing came back with injuries that day, and after a few days of rest, the internal injuries in his heart were almost healed.

In his room, the table was piled with birthday gifts given to him by the powerful people in the imperial capital.

This year, the affair between Chu Jingyue and the prince gradually became known to the people in the imperial capital, and rumors were spreading widely outside.

Therefore, the gifts given to Chu Shiqing by the powerful and wealthy were much more valuable than in previous years.

They are all people who curry favor with the powerful.

There was a hint of impatience and disdain on Chu Shiqing's face.

He asked A Sui behind him,

"Where's Nan Chuzheng's gift?"

"Bring it over and let me take a look."

Ah Sui showed an embarrassed expression.

Chu Shiqing saw it in the bronze mirror and smiled knowingly.

"Did Nan Chuzheng make a fuss today?"

"With so many guests here, she doesn't even realize she's ugly. She really is from the countryside."

Chu Shiqing expected that today was his birthday and Nan Chuzheng would come to give him a gift.

This is a big deal for Nan Chuzheng.

But Nan Chuzheng had made him very angry last time, and Chu Shiqing didn't want to forgive her so easily.

That's why I instructed Ah Sui to just accept Nan Chuzheng's gift when she came, and not let her into the mansion.

This was a little lesson he gave to Nan Chuzheng, and he also wanted to tell Nan Chuzheng through this incident that it was not so easy to enter the Zhaoyong Marquis Mansion.

Nan Chuzheng won't leave so easily.

For two consecutive years, she has made a bowl of longevity noodles for him.

Chu Shiqing didn't eat a single bite.

But Nan Chuzheng will still do it next time.

Chu Shiqing snorted.

"Since she's so persistent, let her in."

"If she continues to make such a fuss, I wonder how many people will laugh at our mansion."

His hands were still not very nimble, and Nan Chuzheng had hit him with a palm last time, causing him to spit out blood.

He spent a large sum of money to buy medicine from the miracle doctor.

This made it difficult for Chu Shiqing to easily forgive Nan Chuzheng from the bottom of his heart.

But today is his birthday, and Chu Shiqing is willing to give Nan Chuzheng another chance.

He wanted to see what kind of precious birthday gift Nan Chuzheng would give him on his birthday this year.

Ah Sui whispered, "Miss Chu Zheng hasn't come back yet."

Chu Shiqing frowned, "What?"

He seemed not to understand, "So what gift did she give me?"

“No gifts were given.”

Ah Sui lowered his head, feeling a little bit unbelievable.

Everyone can see Nan Chuzheng’s dedication to Chu Shiqing’s birthday party every year.

She is so good to her elder brother Chu Shiqing and is much more attentive than Chu Jingyue.

Why haven’t you come to give Chu Shiqing a birthday gift this year?

Seeing that Chu Shiqing's expression was not right, Ah Sui immediately said,

"Prince, we may have to wait a little longer. Miss Chu Zheng...she probably woke up late."

"We saw her the other day, she was on the street choosing a birthday gift for you."

Chu Shiqing seemed to remember that day when Nan Chuzheng was picky about the exquisite accessories in the jewelry shop.

His expression finally looked better.

"Then wait for her."

"Just let her in this time, don't stop her."

Look, how generous Chu Shiqing is.

Nan Chuzheng disobeyed him many times and almost caused him to lose his hands and injure his heart.

He was willing to generously give Nan Chuzheng a chance.

She should be satisfied.

Ah Sui went out with trepidation and immediately ordered a passing servant to

"Hurry up and go to the Nan residence next door and invite Miss Chu Zheng over."

The boy rolled his eyes.

"Last time, the woman went crazy and attacked Miss Jingyue. We sent people to invite her, but they didn't come."

"I'm sure he won't come this time."

Ah Sui said angrily, "Just go when I tell you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"Miss Chu Zheng respects the Crown Prince the most. If she wants to save face on her brother's birthday, she can't not come."

The servant resigned himself to his fate and went to the next door.

As a result, the door of the South House was closed, and no matter how he knocked on the door, no one answered.

In the house, Nanda and the Nan family's servants did what they were supposed to do.

No one went to the backyard to report to Nan Chuzheng.

She had already instructed Nanda that from now on, whenever someone from Marquis Zhaoyong's mansion knocked on the door, he should just ignore them.

And she was embroidering a handkerchief by the window.

The handkerchief was very simple, with a simple pattern embroidered on it.

“Why don’t you embroider my name?”

Nan Chenrao came up from behind, put his arms around Nan Chuzheng's waist, and pressed his cheek against hers.

His words were soft, and his breath fell on Nan Chuzheng's neck.

The traces of his troubles that night have not yet completely disappeared.

The shadow of the clothes was revealed.

Nanchenrao's nose arched against her collar.

It seemed as if he wanted to push her clothes open.

Nan Chuzheng smiled and dodged, leaning into Nan Chenrao's arms.

She twirled the handkerchief in her hand,

"If you embroider your name on it, if you drop the handkerchief, others will know it's yours."

“It’s easy to expose your identity.”

So she embroidered a tattoo on Nan Chenrao's body on the handkerchief.

“Not really.”

Nan Chenrao looked at the handkerchief and turned Nan Chuzheng around.

She sat in his arms with her cheeks flushed.

It looks like it wants to be ravaged.

Nan Chenrao took Nan Chuzheng's hand and put it on his chest, his eyes seemed to be burning with fire.

"This tattoo has been there for several years and has long since grown out of shape. The one you embroidered is from several years ago."

Every member of the Nan family has his or her own tattoo one inch above the heart on the chest.

To avoid the Nan family not being able to tell who is who when they become a corpse beyond recognition in the future.

The tattoo on Nanchen Rao’s chest is an upright guzheng.

The zither is played horizontally for music, and soldiers are formed on the spot.

This is what Nan Chenrao said when he was getting the tattoo.

When Nan Chuzheng was still a child, she watched Nan Chenrao tattoo a guzheng on his heart.

Now that they have grown up, what will the guzheng become?

Come to think of it, I'm quite curious.

However, before Nan Chuzheng could figure it out, Nan Chenrao led her hand and put it into his clothes.

The lapel slipped down, revealing Nan Chenrao's strong and cold white chest.

A colorful guzheng stood at an angle on his chest.

Nan Chuzheng just looked at him at first, and then she found that Nan Chenrao's chest was covered with scars of all sizes.

“You, this is…”

She raised her head in panic. With Nan Chenrao's martial arts skills, how could he have so many wounds on his body?

What's more, the Nan family's medical skills are the best in the Great Sheng Dynasty. Even if Nan Chenrao is accidentally injured, the Nan family has countless scar removal medicines for him.

Why did he have so many scars all over his body?

"After you left, no one applied medicine to me, so these injuries remained."

Nan Chenrao let Nan Chuzheng look at the scars on his body, then suddenly changed the subject and asked as a matter of course:

"Zheng'er, let me see your tattoo."

Nan Chuzheng also has a tattoo on her chest. It was tattooed by Nan Chenrao himself when she was little and was just picked up by him.

Nan Chuzheng no longer has any memory of whether it hurts or not.

She just blushed and stared at Nan Chen Rao, hoping that Nan Chen Rao would change his mind.

"I haven't seen it for many years. Let's see if it has changed shape."

As he grew up, the guzheng on Nanchenrao's chest slowly changed shape.

Over the years, Nan Chenrao has been constantly filling in the tattoo on his chest, until it has become the vivid and colorful one it is today.

Seeing that Nan Chenrao was really curious, Nan Chuzheng blushed and opened her clothes.

"Then, just take a look."