Wanwan is not Wanwan: Who will spoil you after you are reborn?

Ling Shuang's gaze fell on Ye Tianlan's face. This man was really too handsome.

I don't know what his identity is, but he is more noble than his master. More importantly, he has a special aura, like the aura of a banished immortal from heaven.

Suddenly, Ye Tianlan looked in the direction of Ling Shuang, his eyes as cold as water.

Ling Shuang was shocked. This person was so powerful that he could actually accurately detect her location.

She quickly looked away and saw Pei Wanwan and Xie Moxuan getting off the carriage hand in hand. Her eyebrows raised slightly. Miss Pei was a smart person and knew that Mr. Xie was her perfect match.

That's right. The master and Mr. Xie are as close as brothers. It would be a pity if they really broke up because of a woman.

But it’s really strange, why didn’t the master come back with them? Isn’t he afraid that Miss Shen would be snatched away by this young man?

Nangong Hao stood facing the mansion gate with his hands behind his back. He could hear the discussions of the onlookers. When he heard the words "Miss Pei", he turned and looked towards the carriage.

His sight first fell on Ye Tianlan. There was no way around it. His aura was too unique, and he was the most eye-catching person standing in the crowd.

Then, his attention shifted to Shen Wanwan and Pei Wanwan.

Seeing both of them standing in front of him unharmed, his eyes were filled with shock.

If an ordinary person fell from a cliff thousands of feet high, he would have been smashed to pieces. However, the two girls were not only fine, but they also seemed to have become a little different from before.

Miss Shen San might have been lucky that she didn't die after jumping off the cliff, but Wanwan was clearly stabbed and kicked down. Did they meet a god?

Nangong Hao shifted his attention to Ye Tianlan again. This man was no ordinary man.

Ye Tianlan only glanced at Nangong Hao and then looked away, looking at Pei Wanwan, "Is this your home in Shangjing City?"

Pei Wanwan nodded, "Okay, I'll go ask someone to open the door."

She walked over and knocked on the door, but when she passed by Nangong Hao, she didn't even glance at her.

She remembered it very clearly. It was this man who sent Le Yao to the government jail and pushed her mother in the street. This man looked like a decent man, but he relied on his status as a prince to bully others. It was really hateful.

Pei Wanwan raised her hand and was about to knock on the door, but it creaked open from the inside.

"Sister, are you back?"

When Pei Guangguang saw Pei Wanwan standing at the door, he couldn't hide the joy on his face.

He heard from the servants that Prince Pingnan had come to pick up the young master from the palace, but the little brat refused to come out of his bedroom, so he had no choice but to go to the palace gate and let Prince Pingnan go in and take the boy away himself.

He never expected that the person standing outside the mansion was actually his sister. He had a lot of questions to ask her.

When he was trapped in the stone chamber, he fell ill and saw his sister in a trance. His sister carried him from one stone chamber to another and fed him medicine personally. But for some reason, when he woke up, he saw Nangong Xiyu, the little brat he couldn't get rid of.

However, the moment Shen Wanwan saw her younger brother, she suddenly turned around and looked at Nangong Hao, her eyes filled with shock, "He! He!"

When she had seen Prince Pingnan outside the government prison before, she had vaguely felt that he looked familiar. Now that she saw Guangguang's face, she finally knew where that sense of familiarity came from.

Her biological brother is actually the son of Prince Pingnan?

The scumbag father favored his concubine and killed his wife on the first day, and the mother cheated on him on the fifteenth day?

Pei Wanwan was so shocked that she covered her mouth with her hands.

Seeing this, Shen Wanwan quickly walked forward and squeezed her hand. "There are many people outside the mansion. Let's go inside and talk about it."

She hadn't had the chance to tell Pei Wanwan that not only did Guangguang look like Prince Pingnan, but Pei Wanwan was not even Pei Bailiang's daughter.

On the way back, Wanwan stayed with Xie Moxuan the whole time. She was busy preparing the antidote and had no suitable opportunity to talk about this matter.

Besides, this fact is really difficult to talk about. After all, it is not a certain thing. She can't tell Wanwan: Your mother seems to be having an affair with Prince Pingnan.

After saying this, it is estimated that the sisterhood between the two has come to an end.

"it is good."

A group of people filed in.

When Ye Tianlan saw Pei Guangguang, his gaze fell on Nangong Hao.

Is this man my little cousin’s father?

He is not my aunt's ex-husband, but he is the one who abused my aunt, so he deserves to die!

As if sensing his anger, Nangong Hao looked at him again, his eyes full of confusion. This man was so young and had unfathomable strength, but why was he so hostile to him?

"Brother, let's go in quickly. If there's anything, let's talk about it after we meet Auntie. Maybe it's not what you think."

Shen Wanwan's voice came at the right time. Ye Tianlan just said "hmm", retracted his gaze, took a step forward and followed her into the gate of Xie Mansion.

After everyone had gone in, Nangong Hao took a step and followed them in.

He looked at the backs of the group, his eyes flickering. He had just heard clearly that Third Miss Shen mentioned the word "aunt", so she was Qing'er's real family member?

Nangong Hao didn't know that Shen Wanwan was not a member of the Shen family. He just thought that he and this man had that kind of relationship, so he called Xie Leqing "Aunt" together with him.

His gaze kept shifting between Shen Wanwan and Pei Wanwan. He always felt that these two people gave him a very strange feeling.

However, it seems that the old emperor will have to worry for a long time. Is he still thinking about unloading the burden and holding his grandchildren?

Wait another ten or eight years.