C16

Suddenly, a thought flashed across Nan Zhijun's mind — it was Ninth Prince of the Dayuan, Murong Jue.

Everyone thought Murong Jue was an unambitious member of the royal family. He did not learn anything nor did he want to fight for the throne, so he had nothing to do and spent his days messing around with the stiff and stiff life. However, based on Nan Zhijun's understanding of this person, this person was not as useless as she thought he was. If her memory had not been wrong, then in the later Murong Yan seized the Di, is actually very afraid of Murong Jue.

The Crown Prince was useless. If any of these princes were able to compete with Murong Yan for the throne, it would be Ninth Prince and Murong Jue. Murong Jue had secretly withdrawn his troops to buy horses. In fact, he had long since grasped many of the resources of the human network. However, it was not for the imperial concubine, but for the princes to fight for the throne; he could protect himself when the new emperor ascended to the throne.

When they met eyes on each other, Nan Zhijun felt that the person in front of her was not Murong Yan's trusted aide.

First, he helped Nan Zhijun protect Xingyu, then he used the excuse of drinking tea to raise Nan Zhijun's position in front of everyone. This way, it wouldn't benefit Murong Yan at all to fight against Mrs. Shen.

Who exactly is this Gou Xiuhao?

Nan Zhijun held the jade-white teacup in her hands and slowly sipped the tea with her red lips. This tea's fragrance really had the effect of calming the mind and calming the heart. Nan Zhijun's heart instantly became a lot calmer.

"Has elder sister rested well? I really scared my sister just now. " Nan Yurou walked over and squatted down in front of Nan Zhijun. She held her left hand lightly with both hands. Her face was full of concern, making it hard for people to tell if what she said was true or false.

However, Nan Zhijun had already seen through this little girl who was good at acting. If she were to live a new life, she wouldn't be fooled by you.

Nan Zhijun reached out her hand to Xingyu, who lifted her up and took the teacup from Nan Zhijun's hand.

Nan Zhijun calmly pushed Nan Yurou's hand away. "Don't worry little sister, I'm fine." "It's just that I felt a bit dizzy when I stood up just now."

Nan Yurou also immediately stood up, gently stroking the jade hairpin on her head with her left hand, "It's good that elder sister is fine. Since elder sister recovered so quickly, those who don't know about it might think that elder sister is afraid of losing the shot and purposely passing out from sickness!"

Nan Yurou's words stung, but Nan Zhijun was already used to her current state. She was neither anxious nor angry, pretending that she had not heard anything. On the other hand, Xingyu was a little infuriated. She glared fiercely at Nan Yurou.

Seeing that Nan Zhijun didn't answer, Nan Yurou felt bored and left.

Qu'er was in no mood to continue the conversation, so Mrs. Shen called for the servants to bring the guqin back and the group prepared to eat dinner. It was only about half the afternoon, but the lunch had only been a little more than an hour.

Actually, Nan Family wasn't normally used for dinner so early. Normally, they would only be eating afternoon tea and small pastries during dinner, but just now, Mrs. Shen was busy helping out and just casually saying that. Since he had nothing better to do, he decided to use the dinner as a cake.

Before he even entered the door, he could smell a fragrant aroma. Nan Family's chef had been chosen by the current emperor from the imperial kitchens and bestowed upon Nan's Estate. The attendants of the Nan Family would always arrange the table that the chef was most proficient in as a show of respect.

He was just a rich Young Master, but Mrs. Shen remembered that he was Murong Yan's trusted aide, so she ordered the servants to prepare a table of good dishes for him according to the guest of honor.

The moment he entered, he saw an ice-cold, jade, and pure tiger body carved with tofu on the table. It was extremely lifelike. The tiger's eyes were round as it stared straight at the door. Its tail was lifted up as if it was hunting for food.

"This tiger was prepared specially for your esteemed guest by the mansion. It was created by the chef bestowed by His Majesty today. Sir Gou, quickly sit down and try it out. It doesn't suit your taste."

"Madam is too courteous. Then, this one shall accept your request." With that, Gou Xiuhao sat down, picked up a piece of fish with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

Speaking of these seventeen, it had taken Gou Xiuhao half a day to disguise himself. He hadn't eaten anything in the afternoon, and his stomach was already growling with hunger. How could he care about looking good when it was time to eat?

Nan Yurou, who didn't have a good impression of Gou Xiuhao to begin with, was even less interested in Murong Yan's lackey. Not only did she give off an unreasonable air with every movement, she never expected to be so ugly.

However, Nan Zhijun did not notice this. When Nan Zhijun thought of Murong Jue, she felt more and more that Gou Xiuhao was not the Young Master'er that usually came with Murong Yan. If Gou Xiuhao was a person close to Murong Yan, she would never have done such a thing.

All of these things showed that Gou Xiuhao was actually one of Murong Jue's men.

However, he was Ninth Prince who did not fight for the throne and did not fight for power. He had connections and status and normally did not have any relationship with Ninth Prince. Why did he have to find someone to help him today? To help this unknown and powerless young miss?

The female staff members could not eat with outsiders, so Gou Xiuhao ate in the outer room. Mrs. Shen, Nan Yurou, and Nan Zhijun sat in the inner room.

Nan Zhijun could not eat peas. She was allergic to peas and had goosebumps all over her body. Mrs. Shen picked up a plate of pea bean yolk and placed it in front of Nan Zhijun. He put on an act and said, "My lady, this pea yellow is a fresh pea that my sister-in-law has specially picked today. She also asked people to pick it up from the most famous pastry chef in the city. You should quickly try it!"

Lili smiled. "Sister-in-law is really forgetful. Everyone in Nan's Estate knows that Zhijun can't afford to eat pea yellow. But Sister-in-law has hired someone to make such a delicious pea yellow for Zhijun today!" Xingyu quickly moved closer to Nan Zhijun, as if she were afraid that Mrs. Shen might, in a moment of vexation, force the plate of pea yolks into Nan Zhijun's mouth.

"Zhijunfu, I'm afraid this pea pea is not going to have any good fortune. It's better for my sister to eat with my sister-in-law!"

Mrs. Shen and Nan Yurou were getting bolder and bolder towards Nan Zhijun. The power of Nan's Estate was still in the hands of Mrs. Shen, and it was even more disadvantageous to Nan Zhijun. They had to seize back the power of Nan Family as soon as possible, or else who knew what kind of trouble would occur! Today, he had bumped into Mrs. Shen and Nan Yurou. The two of them would surely hate Nan Zhijun to the point that their teeth would itch. The more power that was in Mrs. Shen's hands, the more dangerous Nan Zhijun would be.

Nan Zhijun didn't have any connections nor resources right now, so how was she going to take back the power of Nan Family?

Looking at the pastries and tea on the table, Nan Zhijun silently sighed in her heart.