Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

Fortunately, Nan Xi was well prepared and stabilized herself in advance.

Zhao Wenxuan was in a miserable state. His head hit the car wall with a "bang", and bright red blood immediately flowed down his forehead and all over his face.

The driver was even worse off. He was thrown off the cart by inertia and rolled twice on the ground. He was unable to get up for a long time.

Fortunately, the guards at the gate of the general's mansion saw it from afar, and several people rushed over to help, supporting Zhao Wenxuan into the mansion.

Where no one could see, Nan Xi beckoned her fingers, and the magic vine shrank in an instant and wrapped around her left wrist again.

Nan Xi smiled slightly, then got off the carriage leisurely.

"Oh, look, I was wondering why my left eye has been twitching all morning. It must be my daughter coming back."

Before the group reached the second gate, a tall, muscular old man approached them from a distance. This was the original owner's grandfather, General Nan. To be more precise, he should be called Old General Nan at this point.

The veteran general, who had once been a powerful figure on the battlefield, was now old, his hair and beard all white. Seeing his granddaughter, who missed him day and night, he had already subsided his fierceness and smiled like an ordinary grandfather who loved his granddaughter.

"grandfather……"

Nan Xi also hurried forward and took a few quick steps to hold the old man's outstretched arm.

It was very strange, but there was no feeling of strangeness. Nan Xi thought that it might be because she had already integrated very well with this body, so there was no awkwardness of meeting a relative for the first time. Instead, she easily put herself in the role of someone else's granddaughter.

When General Nan heard from his servants that his granddaughter and grandson-in-law had arrived, he waited at the second gate early despite the hot weather.

"It's so hot, why doesn't Grandpa wait inside? What if he gets a heat stroke?"

Nan Xi imitated the original owner's tone and acted coquettishly, blaming her slightly.

General Nan just laughed:

"It's okay. I'm a rough man with a thick skin and a lot of flesh. A little bit of sunlight is nothing to me."

"My daughter, how come she's lost so much weight? She doesn't look well either, but she's not feeling well. Why didn't you send someone to tell Grandpa..."

"Could it be that the doctor you sent to the Li Mansion to follow you is not doing his job well?"

As he spoke, his expression became nervous and he was about to ask the court doctor to check on Nan Xi.

Nan Xi quickly waved her hands:

"I'm fine. It's my husband who's in trouble." She gestured with her eyes:

"Grandfather, please ask the court doctor to check on my husband."

General Nan was willing to look away from his granddaughter's face and saw Zhao Wenxuan's embarrassed look:

"How did this happen?"

His tone was nonchalant. It wasn't that the old man didn't care about his grandson-in-law, but for a general who had fought on the battlefield, seeing broken limbs was commonplace. For a man, a few broken skin and blood were nothing to him.

Of course, in Zhao Wenxuan's view, this was evidence that General Nan really disliked him.

Zhao Wenxuan didn't know where the fan in his hand had fallen. He was angry and hurt at the moment, so he had to cover his mouth with his hands and answered reluctantly.

"My eyes are wide open. I just accidentally knocked my head..."

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General Nan: What are you talking about?

Nan Xi: "Don't worry, Grandfather. The carriage didn't stop properly just now, and my husband accidentally bumped his head."

"My husband has always been blessed with a long life. I think he is fine. Let the court doctor take care of it. Let's go in first."

General Nan felt that his granddaughter's attitude towards her grandson-in-law was a little strange, but he didn't bother to ask too many questions at the moment. He just ordered someone to call the court doctor to bandage and treat Zhao Wenxuan.

By the time the group entered the Chuihua Hall, the court physician had already arrived, panting.

"Although the external injury is not serious, the part hit is the head." The court doctor said as he quickly bandaged Zhao Wenxuan's wound and quickly wrote down a prescription:

"I heard from my uncle that he had kowtowed once a few days ago, so this time he needs to rest for a few days to avoid any future problems."

Zhao Wenxuan was angry and hurt. He wanted to lose his temper but didn't know who to talk to.

I can only blame my bad luck these past two days.

But at the moment, he felt dizzy and couldn't remember what he was doing here. He drank the medicine and was taken to the guest room by the servants. He fell asleep in a daze.

Nan Xi ordered someone to guard the place, and then pulled General Nan to the study.

After solemnly instructing people to guard the doors and windows, Nan Xi turned around and knelt down in front of General Nan.

The old general was startled and quickly helped his granddaughter up, saying nervously:

"What's going on, Nannan?"

"If you have any questions, just tell Grandpa. Even though he's an old man, he'll risk his life to make the decision for my daughter."

In fact, General Nan regretted his decision just two days after the original owner got married.

He always felt that his grandson-in-law, Zhao Wenxuan, had been in the capital for too short a time. He married off his granddaughter in a hurry without getting to know him well, and he felt a little uneasy.

He started to worry as soon as his granddaughter grew up.

As a grown man, it was not convenient for him to go in and out of the inner houses of other families, so it was not easy for him to find a husband for his granddaughter.

She was also afraid that the emperor would arbitrarily marry her granddaughter to a royal relative in order to gain military power, causing her to suffer in the inner court.

Therefore, when his granddaughter found a man she liked, he thought it would be a good idea to marry him off at a lower level. This way, he could satisfy his granddaughter and also reassure the emperor.

But after his granddaughter got married, she rarely returned to the general's mansion. From the news that Aunt Xu occasionally sent back, he had a vague feeling that his granddaughter did not seem happy in the Zhao family.

But since she was already married, he was unable to do anything about it. He could only try his best to help his grandson-in-law in the court. This way, even if the grandson-in-law was worried about his career, he would still treat his granddaughter better.

But now looking at this, how much injustice has my granddaughter suffered?