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

The roads in the imperial capital are very wide, far beyond what can be compared with other big cities.

The carriage was running on the road with one tile after another, very smoothly.

In addition, horses are not allowed to gallop in the imperial capital, so people sitting in the carriage will not feel any bumps.

But Nan Chuzheng felt dizzy at this moment.

Nan Chuzheng took a deep breath, put her hands on Nan Chenrao's shoulders, and kept trying to get off him.

The more she resisted, the more Nan Chenrao refused.

After a while, a fine layer of fragrant sweat appeared on Nan Chuzheng's clean forehead.

Her cheeks were flushed and the hair on her temples was wet and stuck to her cheeks.

Even the neck with the collar open was covered with black, winding hair.

The corners of her eyes were red, and her voice was broken and she hummed softly.

"My relationship with Qin Lang is limited to the fact that I know who he is and what he looks like. Let him go. That's enough."

Where can I do that?

Nanchen Rao tilted his head back and kissed her lips with his eyes closed.

Nan Chuzheng barely grasped the last bit of rationality and discussed with Nan Chenrao:

"Family, Patriarch, what kind of person is Qin Lang?"

At this time, she had no awareness of her mistakes, but instead asked Nan Chenrao for advice on Qin Lang's character.

Nan Chenrao didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

His hands were very unruly, biting her delicate collarbone and snorting coldly.

"You thought I was going to tell you?"

"Why not?"

Nan Chuzheng lowered her head and rubbed her cheek against Nan Chenrao's temple. In the atmosphere of the carriage, with her natural trust,

"Zheng'er is very open and honest. If she really had a secret relationship with Qin Lang, she wouldn't have asked the Patriarch about this person."

Nanchen Rao pulled down her small clothes,

"He has always been in dire straits, without any real power in his hands, and his mother is still imprisoned in the cold palace."

"If a foolish woman marries him, she will not only have to maintain the Tenth Prince's mansion for him, but will also have to frequently go in and out of the cold palace for him and take care of his unfavored mother."

"If you follow him, don't even think about living a life of luxury. You'll have a horde of servants, and you'll have to cook your own meals and clean the huge palace. Your hands will be worn down like an old woman's, and your back will be so tired that you can't even straighten it every day."

Nan Chuzheng's heart was trembling.

The small dress was loose and hung around her neck, covering her face.

Her face flushed and she muttered, "I'm not planning on marrying him, Master."

In fact, the life after marrying Qin Lang was no different from what Nan Chenrao said.

But in her previous life, Nan Chuzheng only had such a short period of hardship.

Later, Nanchen Rao quickly removed the crown prince and promoted Qin Lang to the throne.

He knew that Zheng'er was afraid of him, so he would not take the initiative to present wealth and glory to Zheng'er.

It was just a disguised way of giving Zheng'er this and that.

Let Nan Chuzheng not suffer and live a better life.

What Qin Lang and the Chu family want is what Nan Chenrao disdains the most.

He wanted these people to treat Nan Chuzheng well, so he kept satisfying their greed without any bottom line.

Use the most clumsy way in the world to exchange Zheng'er for a happy and smooth life.

In the horseless carriage, Nan Chuzheng couldn't help but hug Nan Chenrao's head.

People were wrapped in memories, feeling pain, hatred, but more of a sense of guilt towards Nan Chenrao.

Nan Chenrao let out a low growl like a wild beast.

When she raised her head again, Nan Chenrao kissed away the tears on Nan Chuzheng's temples, his voice was very low and hoarse.

"You and I have already come to this point. It's no longer possible to have any thoughts about Qin Lang."

"I already said I have no idea, no."

Nan Chuzheng hit Nan Chenrao, got off him, and hurriedly tidied herself up.

She complained to Nan Chenrao again, "Could you be a little gentler next time? It hurts."

Nan Chenrao jumped off the carriage.

The snow-white BMW had automatically pulled into the corner gate of the South House.

He turned around, hugged Nan Chuzheng's knees, lifted her up, and carried her down from the carriage like a child.

Nan Chuzheng looked down at him, and he raised his handsome and gentle face at this moment, and said with a weak breath:

"From now on...I won't hurt you."

The blush on Nan Chuzheng's face had faded, but now it was hot again.

She grabbed Nan Chenrao's neck threateningly, "Still talking?! In broad daylight, are you ashamed?"

Nan Chenrao smiled, put Zheng'er down, and took Nan Chuzheng's hand as they walked through the corridor.

"Okay, let's not talk about this."

"I'll take you to the palace in a couple of days. From now on, you can't go to that filthy place called West Market anymore."

The man who had just said that he wanted to lock Zheng'er up and not let anyone see her, now felt relieved of his sexual desire and was in a good mood.

As Nan Chuzheng was walking, she stopped moving while dragging Nan Chenrao's hand.

Going into the palace, it’s a good opportunity to see Concubine Su, the woman who was obsessed with Doctor Wei and eventually drove him crazy.

Nan Chenrao in front turned around and looked at Nan Chuzheng.

I guess he really hurt her. He was so strong and she was too delicate to bear it.

It's normal for a little girl to have a bit of temper.

He turned around and walked back, picked up Nan Chuzheng,

"Squeamish, let's see how you can bear it from now on. Come on, I'll take you back to your room and have a good rest."

Nan Chuzheng came to her senses and pulled Nan Chenrao's ear to vent her anger.

But in the end, she didn't resist and let him carry her through the hall and the yard and back to her and his house.

In the mansion of Marquis Zhaoyong, Chu Jingyue looked at the thugs kneeling in front of her with purple and red eye circles.

She slammed the table in anger.

"If you can't even handle such a small thing, how can you eat if I pay you?"

She had hired these thugs earlier to teach Nan Chuzheng a lesson.

As a result, Nan Chuzheng rarely came out of the Nan residence, and those thugs could not find any opportunity to attack her.

This time it came in handy.

Chu Jingyue wants to make it impossible for Bai Luoluo to stay in the imperial capital.

Completely eliminate the possibility of Bai Luoluo and the prince.

Chu Jingyue is a woman, and she can successfully walk the fine line between the Crown Prince and the Tenth Prince.

Naturally, I understand what the look in the prince's eyes when he looks at Bai Luoluo means.

Chu Jingyue must take the initiative and not let Bai Luoluo grow into a threat to her.

"Who rescued her? Don't any of you know?"

Chu Jingyue felt a strong sense of crisis in her heart. She couldn't deal with Nan Chuzheng, so now she couldn't even deal with a little fisherwoman?

Outrageous!

The thugs shook their heads, lowered their heads, grimaced in pain, but did not dare to cry out in pain.

"Go, check it out quickly!"

Chu Jingyue drove the thugs out and sat down angrily.

Before she could calm down her anger, Cao rushed into her yard.

"Jingyue, Jingyue, how is your second brother? Have you asked His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to rescue your second brother?"