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

What is the origin of the Nan family?

Lord Chu felt cold all over as he looked at Nan Chuzheng in front of him.

The night was as dark as a ball of thick ink, and water was still dripping from the eaves.

"What deep hatred could there be between us?"

Lord Chu's throat was dry, and he spoke with difficulty.

"After all, the Chu family is more blood-related to you than water."

"what."

Nan Chuzheng said with a smile:

"Blood is thicker than water. Go and try to trick that ignorant and foolish Nan Chuzheng."

"But that Nan Chuzheng is already dead."

In her previous life, Nan Chuzheng was raised in a golden cage by the master of the house. She had an innocent and beautiful personality, and was as kind as an ignorant child.

She is ignorant of the sufferings of the world and the wickedness of human nature, and she believes that sincerity will always be rewarded with sincerity.

She believed that people are all made of flesh and blood. If she treated the Chu family and Qin Lang well, they would also cherish and love her.

Just like the head of the family cherishes her.

It was someone from the Chu family who killed her. They used the name of family, used family ties as a bond, exploited her, and hurt her.

Her naivety killed the head of the family who was so kind to her and destroyed the Nan family.

Nan Chuzheng died in her previous life, filled with endless regret and guilt.

"I'm not afraid to tell you again, this is far from over."

Nan Chuzheng's lips were blood red, and her skin was as white as a ghost.

"He who humiliates others humiliates himself, and he who deceives others will always deceive them."

The door of Nan's house slowly closed, and Nan Chuzheng's figure gradually disappeared in the inky night.

Even after the door was completely closed, Lord Chu was still standing at the gate of the South House with a dazed expression.

He was still holding Zhou's hand.

Zhou's suppressed crying woke up the Marquis of Chu.

"My Lord, my Lord, let's go back and call that madman over in a moment."

The madman she was talking about was Nan Chenrao, who buried her alive.

What Zhou fears most now is him.

Lord Chu did not say anything, but turned around and looked at Censor Feng's family with a pair of gloomy eyes.

All the things that happened at the gate of the South House were seen by the servants of Feng Yushi's family.

They also knew that Nan Chuzheng was actually the daughter of the Chu family.

When Lord Chu came to find Nan Chuzheng, he had already made a plan.

If Nan Chuzheng can be well today and find a way to get the title back for the Chu family, then everything will be fine in the future.

But Nan Chuzheng refused, and from then on she was criticized and scolded by the world.

Then it’s no wonder that he is the father.

Inside the Nan residence, Nan Chuzheng was still standing under the eaves.

It drizzled a little in the evening, and the weather was a little cool.

Nan Chenrao stepped forward and stood behind Nan Chuzheng.

He opened his arms and wrapped Nan Chuzheng in his cloak.

"Master, I don't have any parents anymore."

It has been gone since the previous life.

Nan Chuzheng spoke quietly.

Nan Chenrao hugged her tightly, "You don't need them either."

He sounded quite happy.

"From now on, you only have me. I will never use you, betray you, or lie to you."

He turned the slender girl in his arms around and wrapped them both tightly together with a cloak.

Nan Chuzheng raised her eyes and looked at the head of the family.

Both she and Nanchen Rao were wearing very thin clothes under the cloak.

"What if one day I took advantage of you, betrayed you, and deceived you?"

In fact, Nan Chuzheng only has Nan Chenrao, and Nan Chenrao also only has Nan Chuzheng.

He had been without parents since childhood. After Bai Jingdi's sister married into the Nan family, her parents disappeared not long after she gave birth to Nan Chenrao.

Nan Chenrao seems to have the supreme status in the Nan family.

But no one dared to treat him like a child.

As the head of a thousand-year-old family, he had to endure much more than ordinary children of the same age since he was a child.

Everyone respected him and kept their distance from him.

There was no one else in his heart except Nan Chuzheng.

The body temperature of Nan Chenrao was transmitted to Nan Chuzheng, but the two thin layers of clothes could not provide much protection in the cool night.

After hearing what Nan Chuzheng said, Nan Chenrao did not get angry but laughed.

"That's good too. It proves that you can use me. No matter how much you hate me, you have to come back to me."

As for Zheng'er who was beside him, what did it matter how she felt?

It’s okay as long as your body is there even if your heart is not there.

A forced melon is still a melon.

Nan Chuzheng stretched out her warmed hand from her cloak.

She held the master's handsome and feminine face, looking into his black pupils.

"Master, Zheng'er is telling you very seriously that in this life, Zheng'er has never had any feelings of dislike for you."

Even though he always did that to her, she still had no intention of staying away from him or hating him.

"Do you like it?"

Nan Chenrao tilted his head slightly and asked her in a low voice,

"If you don't dislike it, then you like it? Doing something like that to you also means you like it?"

Nan Chuzheng was speechless for a moment, her face suddenly turning red with shame.

How should she answer?

What girl from a good family would answer the person who raised her and say that she likes this kind of thing?

But Nan Chenrao seemed completely unable to understand why Nan Chuzheng had such difficulty speaking about it.

His hand was inside his cloak, holding Nan Chuzheng's hand and putting it inside his clothes.

He asked seriously, "So what about this? Do you like it or not?"

Nan Chuzheng bit her lower lip and said nothing, her face flushed red.

She buried her face in Nan Chenrao's arms. She couldn't stand up and could only rely on the head of the family's arm to stand.

There was no one in the yard. The servants of the Nan family were very conscious. At night, especially so late, whenever the head of the family was at home, they would stay in the eldest daughter's room.

No one would be so blind as to hang around in the young lady's yard at this time.

"Zheng'er, look, the rain has stopped and the moon is out."

Nanchen Rao gestured to Zheng'er in his arms to look up.

She raised her face, her eyes reflecting a dazed look.

Nan Chenrao looked at her, and she looked at the moon in the sky.

The cloak wrapped around them both, and the moon looked like it had been washed after the drizzle.

The silver moonlight enveloped them. Nan Chuzheng seemed to be admiring the moon, but she was not looking at the moon at all.

Suddenly, Nan Chuzheng's expression changed, and she begged,

"You, don't..."

Nan Chenrao's brows were furrowed. He lowered his head and kissed Nan Chuzheng's lips.

The moonlight was breathtakingly beautiful, and Nan Chuzheng's thoughts were scattered.

All I could hear was Nan Chenrao's intermittent voice.

"Zheng'er, we must be together, forever."

They are so lucky now, there are no messy people and not so many different faces.

Such intimacy, and further intimacy, drove Nan Chenrao completely crazy.

"Zheng'er, what Chu Shiqing said is actually true."

Nan Chuzheng was in a daze when she suddenly felt Nan Chenrao biting her earlobe. His voice was hoarse.

"I did poison you, and I have been doing it for several years. The name of the poison is Black Widow."

As the name suggests, anyone who touches Nan Chuzheng will be poisoned instantly and will surely die.

Not even once.

Nan Chuzheng was confused, but suddenly she understood.

No wonder Qin Lang could only separate people intermittently in his previous life. It wasn’t that he couldn’t touch Nan Chuzheng.

But he didn't dare to touch her at all.