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After dinner, Nangong left him alone on the bed. Usually, Bing-Er would come and wipe his body. Ever since she had left, the new maid was always on tenterhooks. She was always gentle, so he wouldn't say it out loud, but he kept thinking about Bing-Er's ways.

After waiting for Bing'er to come back, Nangong let her be so happy to think that Bing'er would come and serve her again today. After waiting for half an incense stick of time, the maid was actually the same person as yesterday.

In Nangong Jean's heart, there was an inexplicable sense of dissatisfaction, but he did not say anything.

When the maid finished wiping Nangong's hair, he pretended to be unintentional and slowly asked, "Why isn't Bing'er here today?"

The maid then replied, "Sister Bing'er went to accompany the new servant. From the looks of the servant, he seems to like Sister Bing'er a lot."

"This... "Of course, Bing-Er has a good temper. I think the little boy will treat her well." Minamiya let out a faint sigh.

"Master, did you misunderstand something? The boy and Sister Bing'er didn't have anything to do with each other. Even if there was, it was the boy who was so shameless and sticking to Sister Bing'er."

"You mean, Bing-Er is not with that boy?" Nan Gong asked, but he was both surprised and happy.

"Yes, that's right, that little servant is not bad, and Bing'er is also very nice to him, but I don't know why Bing'er wouldn't agree." The maid frowned, as if she couldn't figure out the relationship between the two.

"We shouldn't ask too many questions about others." Nangong Jean straightened his expression and waved his hand for the maid to leave.

When the maid walked out of Nangong Jean's room, Su Yitian was already standing in the courtyard with a smile on his face.

"Young master Yutian, I've already followed your instructions." The maid also giggled with an indescribable mischievousness in her eyes.

"Not bad. I'll remember what you asked for. I'll bring it back for you when we get out." Su Yitian yawned. Since the things here had already been settled, the next step would not be difficult.

"Does Young Master Yitian really think that I like those flowers?" "Our sisters couldn't hope for Sister Bing'er and Mister Nan Gong to marry each other. We, the servants, are watching anxiously by the side." The maid giggled. She turned out to be a good sister of Bing'er.

"I've remembered your love for me. Hurry up and go back. The night wind is strong, so don't get caught in the cold." Su Yitian acted like a little adult, causing the maid to chuckle again.

Su Yuewu was lazily leaning against the headboard. She had also participated in Su Yitian's plans. When Su Yitian said that he would help Nangong Zi Yun recognize his sincerity, she was truly shocked. She didn't expect the baby to have such a mature plan at such a young age. It was completely inconsistent with his childish looks.

"Master, you're looking for me?" Bing-Er pushed the door and entered, her face full of worry.

"Why do you look so worried? Did Nangong Jean bully you again?" Su Yuewu teased Bing'er on purpose.

"Then I'm joking, my lord." Bing-Er stomped her feet, her face full of anxiety. Su Yuewu knew how long her face had been like this, so she was neither proud nor impatient. She slowly spoke.

"If you have any concerns, just tell me. Today, I'll help you dispel them."

"What if Elder Nan Gong really mistakenly thinks that I have something to do with that little servant and that I'm not clean?" At the moment, this was Bing-Er's concern. The women of the Liu-Li Empire all viewed their reputation as their lives. Being unreasonably misunderstood as innocent was something even more difficult to accept.

"Of course. I have already arranged all of this. Moreover, with Nangong Jean's character, he would not guess you like this."

"But I'm afraid that just in case …" Bing-Er was holding a corner of it, hesitating. From the very beginning, when Su Yuewu had told her about this plan, she had been extremely unwilling, afraid that something bad might have happened.

Later on, it was still because of Su Yuewu's words, "Don't tell me you don't want to know your place in his heart". She really wanted to know what sort of weight she held in Nangong's heart!

Even if she had lied to herself time and time again, saying that as long as she did not give a damn about what Nan Gong thought, in Bing'er's heart, there would always be a trace of fantasy, a fantasy about Nan Gong having herself in his heart.

"There's no need to be afraid. If you don't have this chance, you won't have many more opportunities like this in the future." Moreover, Nan Gong's body is getting weaker and weaker every day, how long do you think you can wait? "

"Alright, I …" Bing-Er calmed herself down, gathered her thoughts, and said word by word, "I understand."

When they walked out of Su Yuewu's room, Nangong's face was still lingering in Bing'er's mind. Did this man that she cared about have her in his heart?

The next day, the sun rose in the early winter and the weather was very good. As usual, Nangong told him to walk around in the sunny days. However, with his current physical condition, he could only walk around in the garden.

In the garden, two human silhouettes could be seen under the Violet Vine.

One of them was the slim looking Bing'er, whom Nangong recognized at a glance, but he did not know who the other one was.

The man was seven feet tall and had the delicate aura of a scholar. His features were sharp, and his eyes were sharp. His appearance was quite handsome, though it was unknown which courtyard he came from.

Just as he was deep in thought, Nangong's mind boomed – could it be that the person in front of him was the young servant that Bing'er had brought back?

Bing-Er was talking with him with a charming smile on her face. Even the warm sun in winter was nothing compared to her.

It was unknown whether it was the fallen leaves that landed on Bing-Er's temples. The servant reached out his hand and carefully wiped away all the things on her body. Bing-Er smiled; her eyes were filled with a rare relaxed and satisfied look.

Nan Gong had never observed Bing'er carefully before. He had always felt that Bing'er was no different from other maids. It was only at this moment that Nan Gong realized that Bing'er was such a special person to him.

It was as if a bud had already sprouted from his heart, but he had never paid it much attention. With this neglect, that shoot had grown into a towering tree.

Bing-Er had already occupied a lot of space in his heart. He could neither dodge nor evade.

He looked at Bing-Er's hair. Her hair was dyed golden. The branches of the Violet Vine Flower Tree were withered and yellow, but Bing-Er's body was full of vitality. She walked under the withered branches, and the tree seemed to have a business deal.

Nangong Bing stared at Bing'er, not blinking, not willing to let her go at all the details.

His eyes were so greedy. He realized for the first time that he wanted to take over Bing'er's beauty by himself.

Perhaps because she felt Nangong's gaze, Bing'er glanced at him from afar. With just a glance, Nangong felt like he was mesmerized.

Minamiya did not avoid her. He looked straight at Bing'er, his eyes crossing in the air, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.

In the afternoon, the servant helped Nangong to return to his room, but he seemed to be stifled. He refused to eat the food that was sent over, and the servants were at a loss as to what to do.

"Tell Bing-Er to serve me." When Nangong Jean gave the order, the servants became even more anxious. [Bing'er is from the house. Where are we going to find Bing'er to serve her?]

Hearing that Bing'er was no longer at home, Nan Gong became even more sullen. He tossed and turned in his bed, neither eating nor sleeping. Afterwards, he ordered a few of his usually disobedient servants to kneel in his room to listen to him.

When Su Yuewu heard the reports, she only secretly laughed and said that she would let him do as he pleased.

In the evening, Bing-Er came back on her horse. As soon as she entered the house, she heard about Nangong's anger.

Bing'er was speechless. She rarely saw Nangong Lian lose her temper, but she did not know why this time.

Carefully entering Nangong Jean's room, he called for the servants kneeling on the floor to get up and instructed the kitchen to prepare another table of food for them. When Nangong Bing saw that she had arrived, she no longer lost her temper and silently watched her instruct her servants to do their work.

Bing'er picked up a bowl of millet porridge and placed it next to his mouth.

"Mister Nangong, please have a meal." Bing-Er spoke softly, afraid that she would anger Nan Gong somehow.

"Eating is fine, but I want a few conditions and you have to agree to them." Nan Gong's voice was muffled.

"Sir, please speak." Bing'er was silent. How could she disobey her master?

"In the future, the millet congee will be cooked for a while more. After it's cooked, bring it up again."

"Alright."

"In the future, don't stir-fry so many vegetables and things like that. Don't fry anything I don't like."

"Alright."

"In the future, you have to leave fewer chilies in the Stir-Fried Vegetables. I don't like it."

"Alright."

Bing'er did not know what had happened to Mister Nangong today, or why he was spouting so much nonsense.

"In the future, you're not allowed to smile at other men, and you're not allowed to go out alone with other men."

"Alright."

"From now on, you are my man."

"Alright."

Bing'er was still stupid enough to say "okay". When she realized it, she couldn't believe her ears.

"Idiot." Nangong let her speak softly. His face was red as he held Bing'er in his arms.

Even after she was pulled into Nangong's arms, Bing'er was still in a daze. Everything had happened too fast for her to believe.

"South …" Mr. Minamiya, are you... "Is it …" Bing'er hurriedly struggled out from Nangong Jean's arms, murmuring softly.

Nan Gong's expression darkened and the light in his eyes dimmed. He looked like a child who had done something wrong. He didn't know what to do as he looked at the girl beside him.

"Did you mistake me for your lord?" Bing'er panicked and immediately mentioned Su Yuewu.

Nan Gong was stunned. When he was saying those words just now, he actually didn't think of Su Yuewu at all. When did he throw Su Yuewu out?

Now that Bing'er mentioned it, Nan Gong's heart was filled with contradictions and guilt. Once again, he didn't know what to do.

Bing-Er understood what was going on when she saw Nangong Jean's expression. She stood up from the other person's side, putting the rice porridge aside and walked out of the room slowly.

Nan Gong watched Bing'er leave in a daze. He wanted to curse himself for being a fool.

In front of Su Yuewu and Bing'er's choices, the balance in his heart tilted for the first time. He opened his mouth wanting to keep Bing'er, but he didn't know how to say the first sentence.