Shen Nanxing watched his brother leave with the box of purses, his eyes flashing as if thinking about something.

She always felt that her brother's expression was a little strange when he saw the word "Frost" embroidered on the purse, as if... he knew her?

But from what my brother said, I guess he doesn't know him.

Since it concerns a woman's reputation, she couldn't tell her brother directly that Shuang'er might be interested in him, so she could only give a few vague hints.

I just hope that my brother will fall in love with Shuang'er at first sight.

But my brother insisted on waiting until his face was fully healed before he would go to see Shuang'er. And Madam Wenxiang said that if his face was to be fully healed, it would take at least a month, and at most three months...

too long.

But there is no way. My brother is right. Since I want to meet a girl, there is no reason to wear a mask. I should show my true face.

But now half of his face is destroyed, which might scare the other person.

She also asked her brother why he hadn't used the ointment given by Madam Wenxiang earlier. Her brother explained that he had just recovered his memory and was in a hurry to find her, so he didn't pay attention.

I always feel something is weird, something is wrong.

Shen Nanxing stood there for a long time, unable to figure out what was strange, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

Since Shuang'er hasn't reached marriage age yet, there's no rush for engagement. It would be a perfect time to schedule the wedding at next year's spring banquet.

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In the following days, apart from taking one day to go to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion with my sister, and another day to go to the Nether Valley with my sister to visit the old doctor and his wife.

Shen Ming attended various banquets hosted by noble men in the capital almost every day, drinking and reciting poetry with a group of young talents, and had a great time.

Whenever he mentioned his younger sister, his face was filled with pride and he claimed that only the best man in the capital was worthy of his sister.

Shen Nanxing was extremely beautiful. She had been like ice and snow since she was a child. She joined the army at a young age and became the only female general in North Vietnam at a young age. This time, she went on an expedition and beat the Dong Lai people who had bullied North Vietnam for a long time into a miserable state.

She is stunning in women's clothing and dashing in men's. She has the powerful background of the Nanyang Marquisate and the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion. Now she has such an outstanding brother, so wise and resourceful that he once served as the Prime Minister of Donglai...

Therefore, even though Shen Nanxing was divorced, it did not prevent all kinds of young talents in Beijing from flocking to her. Some actively attended every banquet hosted by Shen Ming, trying to please him, or their families directly sent matchmakers to propose marriage to her...

In short, there was a wave of young men in the capital competing with each other in appearance, talent and knowledge, just to show off their style, satisfy Shen Ming, and say a few good words about themselves in front of his sister.

There are indeed some who have long been fond of Shen Nanxing, but they did not dare to say it out loud because Shen Nanxing only had Prince Jing in his heart. Now that they have the opportunity, they are naturally trying their best to show themselves.

Every day after returning from the banquet, Shen Ming would go to sit in his sister's yard and talk to her about those young men, especially those he really thought were good.

Shen Nanxing was interested in discussing something with him before, but later on, the light in his eyes dimmed day by day.

My brother's banquets are so grand these days, and matchmakers are almost breaking down the door...

But that person didn't move at all.

As Shen Ming was talking, he noticed his sister's low mood. He sighed and asked tentatively, "How about we try looking at other men?"

Then he said with some anger: "Fu Jiuli is not the only good man in the capital!"

He's found a few good ones these days.

But feeling his sister's cold eyes, his voice gradually weakened until he fell silent.

I have to say, this Fu Jiuli really doesn't know what's good for him!

After a while, Shen Nanxing suddenly spoke: "Nuan'an and Nuanning!"

Nuan'an and Nuan'ning, who were waiting outside the door, walked in upon hearing the voice: "Master!"

Shen Nanxing then shouted again: "Bridge one, bridge two, bridge three, bridge four!"

The next moment, four bridges flashed in and stood in a row: "Master!"

Shen Nanxing looked at the six people in front of him and was silent for a moment.

Then he took off the yin-yang copper tube around his neck and the silver bracelet on his wrist.

Nuan Ning thought to herself, "Master, what are you doing?"

Shen Nanxing raised his lips slightly and handed the Yin-Yang copper tube and silver bracelet to Nuan Ning: "These two items were given to me by the Nine Thousand Year Old."

"I might be getting married soon, so it's not appropriate to keep the things he gave me. Please help me return them to him."

"Master..." Nuan Ning's tears suddenly fell, and she was unwilling to reach out to catch them.

"Nuan Ning, listen to my orders!" Shen Nanxing's tone became serious.

Nuan Ning bent her legs and knelt down, crying out loudly with tears in her eyes: "Yes!"

He carefully took the two priceless items with both hands.

Nuan'an couldn't help but turn her head away and wipe away her tears.

The four bridges looked at their master, then at each other, in bewilderment.

They didn't understand why their master had called them here, but they felt a little uneasy.

A moment later, amidst Nuan'an and Nuan Ning's uncontrollable sobbing, Shen Nanxing closed his eyes and hardened his heart: "You six are also gifts from the Nine Thousand Years Old..."

"Master, don't!"

With a bang, the four Qiao and Nuan'an knelt down together.

Nuan Ning kowtowed to Shen Nanxing, her eyes red: "Master, I will return the things to Jiuqiansui for you, please don't chase us away, please..."

Shen Nanxing turned her head away from them, her brows furrowed as she fought hard to hold back her tears: "Nine Thousand Years Old sent you to my side to protect me. Now that I'm no longer in danger, you should return to him."

Nuan An cried and hugged Shen Nanxing's calf: "Master, you can just drive the sedan bearers away and let them go back to carry the sedan for Jiu Qiansui. Please don't drive me and Nuan Ning away, we can still serve you..."

The four of them looked at Nuan'an who was crying inconsolably.

They won’t cry if they are bullied, right?

Bridge 1, Bridge 3, and Bridge 4 exchanged glances, then suddenly attacked at the same time, secretly pinching the soft flesh on Bridge 2's body from different directions.

Qiao Er shuddered in pain, and just as he reacted, he caught a glimpse of them about to hit him for the second time out of the corner of his eye.

He burst into tears.

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