C15

A few years back in the Tian Sheng Dynasty, the ancestor obtained a piece of precious jade. His body was transparent and bright, without any impurities. According to legend, snow jade can nourish the body and mind, prolong life.

The ancestor found the best craftsman to carve the dragon tattoo and made a jade pendant. This piece of snow jade was then passed around from generation to generation of emperors.

The Emperor had just ascended the throne only a few years ago, and the small countries at the border had joined forces to advance while the Tian Sheng's foundations were still unstable. At that time, Prince Zhan, who was only fifteen years old, went to the front line for his royal brother. After escaping from death several times, the Emperor bestowed the snow jade passed down between successive generations of emperors to the Prince Zhan.

Prince Zhan wore snow jade all year round, and because of that, snow jade became his identity and status symbol.

Right now, the Snow Jade was being casually hung around Nangong Waner's waist.

Zi Ye could faintly feel that it was his master who had deliberately given it away. It had to be an illusion. It had to be an illusion.

For the entire afternoon, Nangong Waner leaned against the bed and looked at her drawing books. Prince Zhan leaned against the soft collapse of the bed and looked at the weapon books that he had obtained from who knows where.

Why haven't you brought me your clean clothes yet?" Nangong Wan'er asked several times. After all, he had saved her life, and she had also smoothly taken away a piece of jade that was worth 100 taels of silver. Thinking that, when Nan Gong'er saw him like this, she became even more annoyed, and couldn't help but ask a few times, but Sky King did not seem to care, and continued to flip through his weapon book happily and seriously.

Nangong Waner was obviously not able to read the book anymore, and his heart became more and more concerned. He put down the book and looked straight at Prince Zhan, "Brother Ye, isn't it taking too long to return to the Duke Palaces?"

"En," Prince Zhan casually agreed. He didn't even raise his head as he continued to flip through the book in his hands.

Nangong Waner was not as calm as him. She stood up from the bed and looked outside the room anxiously.

Coincidentally, Ju Xiang just returned at this time, so Nangong Waner quickly ordered his butler, Uncle Wang, to bring over a set of undergarments for the servants, and specially instructed them to bring in new ones.

"Sigh, Ju Xiang, you should go and prepare more hot water." Nangong Waner thought to himself how did Zi Ye become his follower? He then went back to the house to retrieve a set of clothes that he had not been able to find for a long time.

Seeing that the Prince Zhan was still wet and casually leaning on the book to read, Nangong Waner silently rolled his eyes at him.

"Quickly go and wash up, don't catch a cold at my place." Nangong Waner's tone was indeed filled with worry.

Chu Xiuhan did not hesitate, he went straight to the screen to wash, then came out to change into the service of a servant from the Zhongshu Officer Palace. Chu Xiuhan was tall and muscular, he had forcefully put on the servant's clothes until they were seventy percent pants and seventy percent sleeves, making Nangong Waner almost want to laugh.

As the sky grew darker, Ju Xiang asked if they were about to set up a meal. When Nangong Waner glanced at the collapsed Chu Xiuhan, he didn't know when he had fallen asleep. The sleeping Prince Zhan was very quiet, with a ruddy complexion.

Yes... Too red!

Nangong Waner hurriedly stepped forward to touch Chu Xiuhan's forehead, and then, he touched himself. "God damn, what degree of strength is this? To burn like this." Should he tell his father? Should I go to a doctor?

Hurriedly calling Ju Xiang in, the two of them struggled to get Chu Xiuhan onto their bed. He reached out to take Chu Xiuhan's clothes off.

Ju Xiang anxiously stepped forward to stop her, "Miss, please don't! Miss, you are still a young lady, how can you treat a man like that?"

However, Nangong Waner was not moved at all. He quickly undid the clothes on Chu Xiuhan's upper body and took off his shoes. He brought a basin of hot water over. "Don't be so long-winded. Go out and guard the door." "Ah, come back tonight and tell me right away."

Nangong Waner took a hot towel and began to wipe it. Following the modern method of cooling down, he carefully wiped Chu Xiuhan's forehead, neck, palms, soles of his feet and armpits, covering them with a blanket. She then picked up a dry towel and wiped off Chu Xiuhan's wet hair carefully.

Nangong Waner guarded the bedside for an entire night. Every hour, he would scrub Chu Xiuhan's body to cool it down, and then, touch his forehead to see if the temperature had dropped. It was only until almost dawn did Chu Xiuhan's temperature return to normal, and he fell into a deep sleep while sprawled on the bed.

"Mistress, there's news from the army. They said they have something to report." Outside, Zi Ye reported in a low voice.

The person who was lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and quickly sat up. He no longer seemed to be sick or feverish. Chu Xiuhan stared blankly at the sleeping Nangong Waner beside the bed, his heart weak to the point of being a complete mess. He got off the bed and carried Nangong Waner in his arms, then, as if he was extremely unwilling to part with him, slowly placed him on the bed and covered him with the blanket. Then, together with Midnight, they disappeared into the night.

Maybe because he was too tired, when Nangong Waner went to sleep, it was already noon. The Zhongshu Officer couple had already visited twice, and both times, they returned back to normal.

Nangong Waner got up and found himself lying on the bed. Chu Xiuhan had long since disappeared and was stunned for a moment. Looking at the sun outside the house, he realised that he had slept until late morning again. He was speechless, he hurriedly ate his meal and went to meet the Zhongshu Officer couple.

Zhongshu Officer and his wife looked very happy to see their daughter still alive and kicking. Zhongshu Officer had even said that Wan Er would definitely go personally to thank Prince Zhan for saving their lives, and he would definitely personally come to express his gratitude. Although Nangong Waner was unwilling, he still agreed, but when Nangong Waner went to the Prince Zhan's Mansion to express his gratitude, he was only able to reach the door, and the guard coldly replied him that the Prince Zhan was not in his residence. Nangong Waner looked at the Prince Zhan's Mansion's Wealthy Class Main Hall, which had several floors of guards with strict discipline, and sighed deeply, thinking that it would be good if he was sincere enough, so he returned to his residence. However, this was all a story in the future.

Nangong Waner walked out from the Zhongshu Officer couple's place and passed by the pavilion's heart lake in the courtyard. He was stunned for a while, who knew what he was thinking about.

"Ju Xiang, why are you not seeing Nangong Ruyu?" Nangong Waner was so quiet that she was getting used to it.

"Replying to Miss, yesterday, Second Miss pushed you into the lake. Master was furious and locked Second Miss in the ancestral hall." Ju Xiang reported truthfully.

"Oh," Nangong Waner responded indifferently. He was neither happy nor dissatisfied.

"Come, Ju Xiang, let's go buy some Crystal Cake and celebrate our victory!" In just a moment, Nangong Waner's spirit was completely restored.

Although Nangong Waner's charming appearance would attract a lot of attention even without putting on makeup, and walking on the street. Nangong Waner was still enjoying the busy streets, bringing along her heroic spirit of buying the entire street. In reality, she was quite shy with money, and would always visit the tea stand whenever she went on the streets.

"Eh? Let me tell you this, friends of the son-in-law of the eldest sister-in-law of my seventh uncle's grandpa's eldest sister-in-law sent food to Shang Shu Zhongshu Officer's family on the twenty-third of last month. Zhongshu Officer cried out in alarm, exclaiming one after another. Judging from the frequency with which Zhongshu Officer fell into the water, the eldest daughter of Zhongshu Officer must have been destined to die.

At this time, Nangong Waner was sitting at the table next door, kowtowing while listening to gossip.

"Ju Xiang, do you see? Your young miss is also famous in Shangjing. The gossip about me must be broadcasted once every two days." Nangong Waner looked at Ju Xiang and said complacently.

Ju Xiang didn't think much of it and curled his lips, "That's right Miss, at the time we were at the eighth grade, Miss had already been muddled since falling into the water at the age of four, unable to recognize a single word. She had turned into a young miss at the age of ten with a ten-year-old IQ. Yesterday, I even said that you fell into the water and didn't save your life. It sounds like he's still alive today. "

Nangong Waner saw that Ju Xiang's expression was not good, and looked at Ju Xiang seriously and seriously, "Ju Xiang, our Housekeeper Uncle Wang has a nephew, and I heard that he is a great man who treats people politely. He is already over twenty years old, and has not gotten married yet.

Ju Xiang actually did not seem to mind, "Miss, you truly are forgetful, Uncle Wang's cousin just killed the brothel girl in the brothel, and was immediately killed by the brothel. You even gave Uncle Wang a tael of silver, to make people sad, but Uncle Wang confiscated it, and said that he did not plan to collect the corpse."

Nangong Waner fumed, there were two things that had happened: One was that a woman's mouth was stupid, and the other was that the Elementary Scholar's daughter was not suitable to be a servant.