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

Young people are always curious about areas they don't understand.

But Nan Chenrao is two years older than Nan Chuzheng, and Nan Chuzheng is already seventeen years old this year.

Nan Chenrao shouldn't be considered a teenager at all.

A man like him should be well-informed.

But he made such a request and also wanted to kill Cao Bingde directly.

After Cao Bingde's death, the Cao family and the Cao clan didn't even think about him.

How else can Nan Chuzheng control Cao?

Think about the Cao family, think about Cao Bingde, and think about the chaos in the Chu family today.

How satisfying.

It’s joyful just thinking about it.

Nan Chuzheng was neither angry nor ashamed.

Finally, she walked back to the edge of the bed step by step.

There was a lantern beside the bed, emitting a faint yellow light.

In fact, I can't see anything clearly.

The bed curtains were drawn, and the light inside the bed became dimmer.

This torturous night made her even want to kill Cao Bingde.

Just for Cao Bingde, she completely lost all her face in this life.

Nan Chuzheng felt crazy.

The whole world has gone crazy.

Especially Nanchen Rao, he is simply the king of madness.

By the next day, Nan Chuzheng hadn't come to her senses yet.

Xiao Jin came to help her get up and saw that the bed was in good condition and not too messy.

Xiao Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

"I faintly heard the young lady crying last night, and I was worried for a while. I was afraid that the young lady would not have the strength to get out of bed today."

"It looks okay now."

"Miss, the head of the family still cares about you."

Knowing that things had gotten a bit rough a few days ago, the head of the family didn’t even touch the eldest daughter yesterday.

Nan Chuzheng had a disgusted look on her face, her almond-shaped eyes were swollen like walnuts, and the slightly raised corners of her eyes were red, adding a touch of spring love.

She snorted coldly, her voice a little hoarse.

"He feels sorry for me? He wants to torture me to death."

What Nan Chenrao did to her yesterday was a torment to her soul.

Compared to the physical torture, Nan Chenrao last night completely revealed his vicious fangs.

How could he be so abominable?

As a man, it is common for young men from wealthy families to have concubines at this age, and even get married and have children.

But Nanchen Rao is different. His growth trajectory is different from that of all the young masters from aristocratic families.

He has been receiving various kinds of training since he can remember.

The elders of the Nan family were afraid that he would lose his ambition due to pleasure, so they deliberately instilled in him the idea that beauty is fleeting and that sexual intercourse between men and women is bad for the body.

Nan Chenrao has received professional training, and the beauty trap does not arouse any interest in him.

Grew up in the same way as the elders of the Nan family.

Either Nan Chenrao becomes a monk, or the Nan family becomes extinct.

The only variable is that Nan Chuzheng stays by his side.

But Nan Chuzheng also knew nothing.

In her previous life, she was a living widow all her life.

It will be impossible for me to guide Nan Chenrao in anything in this life.

Everything was explored and developed by Nanchen Rao on his own.

Driven by primitive impulse, he did those things to Nan Chuzheng.

This only made it seem that he was wearing a handsome appearance, but his behavior was actually rude and reckless, which made people's teeth hurt.

Like a wild beast.

Completely shameless.

Xiao Jin looked at the blush on the eldest lady's face curiously, and asked doubtfully:

"What happened to the Patriarch last night?"

"He..." Nan Chuzheng wanted to say, but was too embarrassed to speak. She gritted her teeth and stood up to put on her clothes.

"He's vulgar, he, he, forget it, let's not talk about him anymore. Is Cao Bingde here?"

How could I possibly tell Xiao Jin?

Even if Nan Chuzheng kept this matter to herself, she would never tell anyone about it.

The more the eldest lady behaved like this, the more curious Xiao Jin became.

It must be something that happened last night?

right? right?

Looking at Xiao Jin's eyes, Nan Chuzheng was upset.

"Don't think about it anymore, go and bring Cao Bingde over quickly."

She paid a huge price yesterday, and she was determined to get Cao Bingde.

Otherwise, wouldn't her sacrifice yesterday have been in vain?

Xiao Jin left worriedly, and soon, Cao Bingde was secretly escorted from the prison of Yamaluo Si to the South House.

In an airtight dungeon.

Nan Chuzheng put her hands behind her back and looked at Cao Bingde, who was lying on the ground like a beggar, with disheveled hair, tattered clothes and scars all over his body.

She asked Xiaotie who brought the people over,

"Is this Cao Bingde?"

How did he get beaten like this?

Xiao Tie nodded and said, "The master is very easy to talk to. I'll go over there and he'll have Cao Bingde released."

"My lady, the head of the family has never been so generous in the past."

In the past, if someone made the master of the house angry, he would have to avoid being caught by the master.

Otherwise, it would be a dream to think of getting the person out of his hands.

Nan Chuzheng had temporarily forgotten what happened last night, but when Xiaotie mentioned it, she immediately blushed and said angrily:

"How could he not be generous?"

His perverted curiosity was finally satisfied.

If he doesn't let her go, Nan Chuzheng will really get angry.