Reborn as the spoiled male wife of the mortal enemy

The name of the teahouse is "Ning'an" and it looks very simple and elegant.

The lintel is intricately carved with auspicious clouds and flying dragons, and delicate lanterns hang under the eaves, swaying gently in the breeze.

When you enter the house, the faint fragrance of tea and the fragrance of wood are intertwined, making you feel refreshed.

At this moment, a clear song sounded slowly in the teahouse. On the stage, a woman in a light blue cheongsam with a beautiful face played the pipa and sang a gentle and melodious tune.

The tea drinkers below the stage were either sipping tea, listening, or relaxing with their eyes closed, feeling very comfortable.

A sign with prices was hung in a conspicuous place. Nanchun looked up and saw that the prices of tea, snacks and drinks were reasonable and indeed fair to everyone.

"Hey, this young man looks unfamiliar." A middle-aged man wearing a dark blue gown and a black melon-shaped hat came forward.

"Manager Cheng, this young man is from out of town and was almost cheated by a ticket scalper at the theater entrance." said the waiter.

"The Xiyan troupe is here these two days, and tickets are hard to come by. Mr. Chunxiao's performance of "The Drunken Concubine" is priced at fifty yuan." Manager Cheng said.

Fifty dollars?

Jincheng is indeed richer than He'an County.

Nanchun pursed her lips and sighed, "In this case, I'm afraid I won't be able to see Mr. Chunxiao again. First, a pot of Biluochun, and then a plate of your signature dim sum."

"Hey, sir, please come this way." The waiter smiled and took Nanchun to a seat by the window.

After a while, the refreshments arrived.

The tea is bright in color and mellow in taste. The dim sum is soft, glutinous, delicate, and sweet but not greasy.

"Your accent sounds like you're from He'an." Manager Cheng personally brought a plate of melon seed and peanut candies and placed it on his table.

Nanchun nodded and said, "I am indeed a He'an person."

Manager Cheng sat down opposite him and said with a smile, "That's not too far off! Are you also a fan of Chun Xiao's plays?"

Nanchun lowered her eyes and took a sip of tea. "I had the honor of hearing Mr. Chunxiao's play before, and I can't forget it. I heard that this Xiyan troupe was invited by the Fourth Master of the Sheng family?"

Manager Cheng nodded and said, "Yes, in Jincheng, only the Fourth Master has this honor."

Nanchun thought for a moment and asked, "I wonder if the Fourth Master is in Jincheng now?"

"Yes, he has always loved listening to operas. They spent a lot of money to invite the Xiyan troupe to perform here for several days in a row, so naturally he wants to listen to them to his heart's content." Manager Cheng said.

In this way, as long as you can enter the theater, you can see Mr. Sheng Si.

"I wonder if Manager Cheng has any way to get the tickets?"

Nan Chun saw that Manager Cheng looked at him without saying anything, so he added, "It doesn't matter if it's more money."

Manager Cheng stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Sir, your real purpose is not to drink, is it?"

Nanchun said somewhat embarrassedly, "It's true that I want to listen to Mr. Chunxiao's play, and it's also true that I want to find Fourth Master Sheng. If Manager Cheng can help me, I will definitely reward him handsomely."

Manager Cheng smiled and said, "What do you want to see the Fourth Master for? Don't tell him you're a distant relative. The Fourth Master won't buy that."

Nanchun pursed her lips awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry, this matter concerns the lives of my loved ones, so I can't speak frankly. I don't need you to help me see the Fourth Master. I just need to go to the theater and see Mr. Chunxiao."

Upon hearing this, Manager Cheng said helplessly, "Could it be that you also believe those rumors? Do you think that by going to Mr. Chunxiao you can get the Fourth Master to do something for you?"

Nanchun smiled awkwardly and said, "I have a little friendship with Mr. Chunxiao. Thinking that he knows the Fourth Master, I want to ask him for help in introducing me. I don't expect the Fourth Master to help me, I just want to meet him."

Manager Cheng smiled and said, "I think you are an honest man. Our shopkeeper has some connections with the owner of the theater. I will go and ask if I can get you some tickets."

Nanchun quickly stood up and bowed, saying, "Thank you very much!"

"It's a small matter, no need to be polite!"

Manager Cheng waved his hand and went upstairs.

Not long after, Manager Cheng came down and walked up to Nanchun and said, "Sir, my boss wants you to go to the private room upstairs to discuss in detail."

"Okay!" Nanchun replied with a smile.

So, Nanchun followed Manager Cheng to the second floor. At the end, they turned a corner and entered a door. Further ahead was a corridor suspended in the air. Only then did Nanchun discover that there was another building behind the teahouse.

At the end of the corridor stood two burly bodyguards in shorts and tights with sharp weapons on their waists.

Nan Chun smiled happily and clasped his fists towards them.

The two looked at each other and returned the greeting with a smile.

Manager Cheng couldn't help but feel a little surprised when he saw this.

Most people would be timid if they followed a stranger to an unfamiliar place and encountered such a scene, but Nanchun was relaxed and not at all afraid.

After entering another building, Manager Cheng said, "I didn't expect you weren't afraid at all."

Nanchun smiled and said, "You look kind, you can't be a bad person."

Manager Cheng was slightly stunned, then burst into laughter.

"I can hear your laughter from such a distance." A man wearing a long gown and a mandarin jacket, with a mask on half of his face and one sleeve empty, walked out of the house.

"Boss, this young master just said that I look kind and I'm not a bad person." Manager Cheng said with a smile.

"Then you have misjudged him. He is truly cunning and treacherous." The shopkeeper said to Nanchun.

Nanchun smiled and bowed, saying, "I am... Nan... Bai."

"Come in and talk."

As soon as you enter the house, a deep and mellow scent of sandalwood hits your nose.

"Please sit down!" said the shopkeeper.

Nanchun's eyes fell on the coffee table beside him, on which was placed a secret-color porcelain lotus vase.

Like ice and jade, with a clear and moist color.

Seeing Nanchun staring at the vase, the shopkeeper smiled and said, "Why? Do you recognize this?"

Nanchun came back to her senses, shook her head, and said, "I'm sorry to make you laugh, I've never seen anything like this before, it looks absolutely beautiful."

The shopkeeper curled his lips and said, "You're not telling the truth! Most people's eyes would be on the golden tree next to it. But you came in and took a quick look, and your eyes fell on this humble vase. You're knowledgeable. There are many porcelain pieces in this room, but only this one is authentic."

Nan Chun was exposed, so she couldn't keep her composure any longer. She smiled and said, "I've only read a few things in books. I only have a basic understanding of them."

The shopkeeper didn't ask any more questions and changed the subject: "You want to see the Fourth Master?"

Nanchun nodded and said, "Yes."

"He's from He'an County, his surname is Nan. Do you know Nan Chenglin, the tomb seeker from Baijiazhai?"

Nanchun opened his eyes wide and blurted out: "Do you know my grandfather?"

The shopkeeper exchanged a glance with Manager Cheng, then said with a smile, "Young Master, you have some ideas, but not much!"

Nanchun blushed and bowed quickly, saying, "I'm sorry! It's not that I don't trust you, but... I escaped from Baijiazhai secretly this time, so I didn't dare reveal my true identity. I'm Nanchun, the grandson of Nan Chenglin."

"She is also the second young lady of the Bai family, right?" said the shopkeeper.

Nanchun nodded embarrassedly.