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

Zhou looked towards Nan Chuzheng with difficulty.

She stretched out her trembling hands towards Nan Chuzheng, wanting to ask for help.

But Nan Chuzheng just leaned in Nan Chenrao's arms and looked at her with a smile.

Let her struggle in suffocation, just as if not long ago, Zhou was watching Nan Chuzheng coldly.

Let her struggle desperately for the recognition of her family.

Zhou's eyes were closed and her hands were drooping.

Nan Chenrao released her neck, and she fell limply at his feet.

He lowered his head, and put his thin lips on Nan Chuzheng's forehead.

"How to deal with it?"

Zhou was not dead. After all, she was Nan Chuzheng's biological mother, so Nan Chenrao was still concerned about this relationship.

Zheng'er has been nice to him recently, and he doesn't want to have another fight with Zheng'er like what happened two years ago.

Nanchen Rao showed mercy to Zhou's men.

Nan Chuzheng didn't say anything, and there wasn't a trace of unnecessary emotion on her face.

Seeing this, Nanchen Rao shouted, "Come here, drag him away and bury him alive."

Xiaotie and Xiaotong walked in happily and dragged Zhou out of the inner room.

Nan Chenrao took Nan Chuzheng out of the back door of the clothing store.

As soon as I walked out of the inner room, I met Bai Luoluo.

She was wearing a brand new set of clothes that she hadn't paid for yet, and she bowed to Nan Chenrao with a sad look on her face.

"Mr. Nan."

"Thank you, Master Nan, for rescuing my daughter."

Xiaojin and Xiaoyin couldn't help but sneer.

I really don’t know what to say about Bai Luoluo.

The eldest lady did so much for her and gave her beautiful dresses, but she only thanked the head of the family?

Nan Chenrao snapped his fingers and was about to kill the ungrateful Bai Luoluo.

Nan Chuzheng, who was holding his hand, tugged at Nan Chenrao's sleeve.

She stopped and looked sideways at Bai Luoluo, who was looking down and shy, with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.

"Sister Bai, your future lies in the vast sea of stars. Don't just focus on the present."

Seeing Bai Luoluo raised his face, there was a shrewd calculation in his eyes.

Nan Chuzheng smiled and raised her hand to tidy up Bai Luoluo's clothes.

"This dress suits you very well."

"Tomorrow, Sister Bai, dress up nicely and come to me early in the morning. I'll take you to the palace to have some fun."

Bai Luoluo's face was filled with ecstasy, but he forced himself to calm down, putting on an attitude of "How can I bow down to the powerful?"

"This...what's so good about the palace? Can it be more free and easy than a fishing village? Besides, it's not good for a little girl like me, who has no talent or virtue, to enter the palace like this."

"Why not? You and I are sisters. I don't have many friends in this imperial capital. I treat you as my own sister. I hope Sister Bai can accompany me."

Nan Chuzheng said this with a smile, then took Nan Chenrao's hand and walked out of the backyard.

In the carriage, Nanchen Rao frowned and asked,

"You're going to give her to the prince?"

Nan Chenrao also has spies in the prince’s eastern palace.

The prince has been absent-minded these days and has been painting Bai Luoluo's portrait.

He also sent people from the East Palace to look for Bai Luoluo.

But his movements were not as fast as Chu Jingyue's.

Not as fast as the Nan family.

Nan Chuzheng smiled, lying on the master's knees, pulling the master's fingers to play,

"How could that be? Zheng'er truly treats Bai Luoluo as a sister. Zheng'er doesn't have so many thoughts."

Nan Chenrao's hand directly grabbed Nan Chuzheng's chest and squeezed it threateningly.

"When did you become so thoughtful?"

"Let the Patriarch take a look."

His tone was very serious, but the hand he was using through his clothes was skillful and obscene.

Nan Chuzheng took a deep breath, turned over and hid inside.

After making a fuss for a while, she was unable to escape and the master's hand slipped into her clothes.

But he was still restrained today, just pinching it, and said lightly to Zheng'er lying on his lap,

"A lot bigger."

Nan Chuzheng was angry and embarrassed, so she simply stopped talking and looked at the head of the family with a calm face, like a flower from a high mountain, in a self-deprecating manner.

Go ahead and knead it. Is it any different from playing in the mud when we were kids?

After a while, Nan Chuzheng blushed, her clothes were untied, and she tried hard to ignore the hand on her chest.

She lay on Nan Chenrao's legs and asked:

"Master, will you indulge me no matter what I want to do?"

Nan Chenrao closed his eyes slightly, leaned against the carriage wall, stroked his fingers, and said softly,

"See what you want to do?"

"I'm looking for death, how can I get married?"

Nan Chuzheng recalled that in her previous life, she had a big fight with the head of the family just because she wanted to marry Qin Lang.

He was so angry that he never wanted to get close to her again.

In the following years, although he helped her and still loved her, he always ridiculed her with words and kept a cold distance from her every time.

There is a sense of being disappointed in someone.

How could the two of them be so intimate in their entire lives?

Nanchen Rao's narrow eyes opened slightly, and he changed a hand to play with, as if he was playing with some rare antique.

"Who do you like?"

"Do you want the master to prepare a dowry for you?"

He wouldn't mind if she wanted to marry someone for fun.

As long as the man is not afraid, what is he afraid of?

Nan Chuzheng looked at Nan Chenrao carefully. As long as she made a fuss regardless of the consequences, the head of the family would really let her marry.

But... Nan Chuzheng suddenly remembered the wedding night in her previous life when Qin Lang was assassinated.

From then on, intermittent separation will wither.

She looked at Nan Chenrao above her with suspicion. Could this not be done by the head of the family?

Nan Chuzheng asked cautiously, "Then, if Zheng'er married someone else, would the head of the family let him touch Zheng'er?"

Her heart was gripped tightly.

Nan Chuzheng frowned and almost couldn't breathe.

"Think beautifully!"

Nan Chenrao opened his eyes completely, like a cold pond,

"No man can touch you."

After saying this, he didn't want to say anything more.

Before Nan Chuzheng could ask, he put his arms around her, lifted her up higher, and lowered his head to cover her lips.

She always complained that she had no freedom, and Nan Chenrao gave her freedom.

She does whatever she wants.

But that doesn't mean she can do these things with other men.

This is the kind of intimacy that can only exist between Nan Chenrao and Nan Chuzheng.

The carriage was shaking and the driver jumped out halfway.

Before dawn the next day, Bai Luoluo was waiting at the door of Nan's house.

There are various large and small palace banquets in the palace every month. This time, the banquet was particularly grand because it was the empress dowager's birthday.

When Nan Chuzheng went out, she was still not fully awake.

Xiao Jin supported her, and Bai Luoluo came forward with a lantern, asking with concern,

"Sister Nan, are you entering the palace alone?"

"Why don't you see Master Nan?"

Xiaoyin pushed Bai Luoluo away and said, "Young Master, you are not feeling well. Rest at home."

Everyone knows that Nan Jiazi is in poor health and has been bedridden for many years.

This is also the reason why he has studied for so many years but has never taken the imperial examination.

Bai Luoluo's eyes were filled with disappointment. She wore a new pink gauze dress that she had bought yesterday.

The money paid by Nan Chuzheng.

She also specially put on the headdress that Nan Chuzheng gave her.

As a result, Nan Jiazi did not go out.

Bai Luoluo tilted his head and kept looking into the Nan family's house.

Yesterday, Nan Chuzheng said that her future lies in the sea of stars.

Although the Nan family is small, it is the highest-ranking family that Bai Luoluo can currently belong to.