Reborn as the spoiled male wife of the mortal enemy

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, soft moonlight penetrated the thin clouds and shone on the carved window lattices of the old house. Lanterns swayed gently, and the interlaced red and yellow lights intertwined with the bright moonlight, creating a soft and warm atmosphere.

"Mr. Nan."

Han Bailing was wearing a light blue brocade embroidered cheongsam. Her hair was tied up high, revealing her slender neck. A pearl necklace gently hung down in front of her chest, adding a touch of elegance.

When Song Amei saw her pretty face and picturesque eyes, she felt empty inside.

With such a concubine at home, Bai Xun is afraid that he will no longer be as close to Nanchun in the future.

"Miss Han." Nanchun nodded at her.

"This must be Madam Nan, right?" Han Bailing said with a faint smile on his lips.

"Mother, this is Aunt Han." Nanchun introduced.

Song Amei nodded awkwardly.

"Oh, the in-laws are here too!" There was no smile on Mrs. Bai's face.

"Madam." Song Amei bowed slightly.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. Nanchun looks so good. It seems like you're having a great time in the villa!"

Nanchun smiled and said, "Thanks to the old lady. Huh? Why don't I see Mother Lan?"

Nanchun said this and looked behind her, as if looking for Lan's mother.

Mrs. Bai's face darkened.

"Mother Lan was injured and went back to her hometown." Han Bailing said.

"Ah? Injured? Is it serious?" Nanchun looked surprised and anxious, and seemed like he really didn't know anything about Lan's mother.

"The carriage fell off a cliff and she was seriously injured. I'm afraid she won't be able to get out of bed anymore." Han Bailing said.

"Oh my God! Is this true? No wonder the old lady looked so haggard, is it because of this?" Nanchun looked at Madam Bai worriedly.

"Yes, the old lady hasn't had a good meal recently because of this."

"Alas, old lady, you are too sentimental." Nanchun sighed.

"Yes, the old lady is kind-hearted." Han Bailing replied.

The two of them sang the same tune, leaving Mrs. Bai speechless.

"Old Madam, Madam Nan, Second Young Madam, and Aunt Han, you may take your seats now." Butler Bai said with a smile.

In the hall, the round table was filled with carefully crafted dishes.

If there is one thing Nanchun misses about the old house, it must be the delicious food.

The chefs in the old house are all famous chefs hired at high prices. The dishes they make are varied and delicious.

Seeing Nanchun eating heartily, Mrs. Bai couldn't help but roll her eyes: "You should sit properly and eat properly."

Song Amei gently touched Nanchun, who was struggling with the duck's paw, with her arm.

"I'm sorry, the meals we had in the villa were simple and plain. I haven't eaten so well in a long time..." Nanchun lowered his eyes and put down his chopsticks with some grievance.

"Isn't there a cook in Jingyuan?" Bai Yishui asked.

"On weekdays, it's Grandma Jiang who cooks."

"She is old and can only cook some home-cooked dishes. Baishan, arrange a better cook for the villa, and the salary will be paid by the old house." Bai Yishui said.

When Mrs. Bai heard this, her face turned extremely ugly.

"Yes, master."

"Thank you, Master!" Nan Chun smiled happily.

I don’t know if it’s because Lan’s mother is no longer around to fan the flames, but he also wants to pretend to be kind and gentle in front of Aunt Han.

Although Mrs. Bai looked unhappy throughout the whole process, she didn't say anything.

This meal was not as difficult as I had imagined.

After dinner, Nanchun and Song Amei said goodbye and left.

Han Bailing stopped them and said, "We just finished our meal. Let's go for a walk in the garden to help digest the food."

Nanchun happened to have something to ask her, so she agreed.

"I haven't offered you tea since you came in. This is rude of mine," said Han Bailing.

"It's just some formalities, no problem."

"I'm living in your and Bai Xun's room now..."

Nanchun nodded and said, "It's my duty."

Seeing that he remained calm, Han Bailing asked again, "Are you really not angry?"

Nanchun pursed her lips and said, "Just follow the arrangements made by the Patriarch and the Old Madam. Don't worry about me. Now that I've left the old house and Jingyuan, this is no longer my home."

Han Bailing sighed and said, "A few days ago, Butler Bai came to Jingyuan and took away all the books on the bedroom bookshelf. He said you allowed it, but is that true?"

"Well, I know about this. He told me about it before." Nan Chun said.

"That's good. I thought he went too far." Han Bailing breathed a sigh of relief.

When someone moves to another courtyard, they clear out all their belongings. This seems too heartless to anyone.

"By the way, I heard that your family is in charge of He'an's river transportation?" Nanchun asked.

"Well, what? You got any goods to ship?"

Nanchun shook his head and said hesitantly, "I want to go to Yangcheng. If it's convenient, please help me."

Han Bailing looked at him and suddenly laughed: "You still say you are not angry? What? You want to go to Yangcheng to find Bai Xun?"

Nanchun looked away somewhat unnaturally.

He wanted to use the Han family's river transportation to secretly go to Yangcheng.

According to Dali, if he can follow Mr. Sheng Si's path in the future, he might be able to meet Mr. Sheng Si sooner.

Seeing Nanchun's embarrassed expression, Han Bailing thought he had guessed what he was thinking.

"You missed him?"

Nanchun blushed slightly, nodded randomly, and said, "The head of the family would definitely not agree if he knew I was going to Yangcheng. It's hard to hide by land, so I was thinking about whether I could take the sea route. Once we leave He'an County, the rest will be easier."

Han Bailing thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll go back to the Han family tomorrow and write to you later."

"Thank you."

"I've let you down by marrying into the Bai family. I'm sure I'll help you with this little favor."

After saying goodbye to Han Bailing, Nan Chun sat in the carriage and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Bai Hao, go back to the Nan family. I have something to get."

Song Amei asked doubtfully, "It's so late, just wait until daytime and send someone over."

Nanchun took Song Amei's hand and said softly, "It's a very important thing."

Song Amei's heart sank as she looked at him.

"Mother, if you want to take anything back to the villa, let Bai Hao help you move it. I'll pack mine."

When they arrived at the Nan family, Song Amei took Bai Hao to pack their things.

Nanchun took the opportunity to return to his room, took out the black object hidden in the wall under the bed, and put it in his pocket. He then simply packed a few clothes and took his grandfather's old felt hat before leaving the room.

When we returned to the villa, it was already late at night.

Song Amei came into his room with a serious expression.

"Are you...preparing to go to Yangcheng?"

Nanchun nodded and said, "Well, I asked Aunt Han for help today. Her family manages the river transportation in He'an River. It should be easy to send someone out. And if she helps, even if the head of the family and the old lady find out later, they won't blame her."

"Hey, you must not do anything dangerous, okay? When you get there, find someone who knows your grandfather and ask him, then come back." Song Amei warned.

"Yes, that's what I planned. Don't worry, mother."