After Being Expelled from the Manor, She Returned with Her Child and Astonished the Capital

Jiang Shuyue woke up from a beautiful dream, only to find that she had transmigrated into the unfavored legitimate daughter of a minister's manor.

Although the original owner possessed ou...

Chapter 166 Nangong Mansion

The next day, when they parted, Yaozu waved goodbye to Sui Sui. He wanted to ask when the young master would come again, but he kept in mind his grandmother's words of advice: there is a difference between master and servant.

His lips moved, but the words remained unspoken.

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Next door to the Jiang residence, Nangong Zeyue was extremely busy. He had searched all the real estate agents in the capital but had not found a courtyard for sale that was closer to the Jiang residence.

On a sudden inspiration, he took the matchmaker and knocked on the gate of the neighboring courtyard.

The homeowner eventually gave in to his repeated price increases, took the money, and hurriedly left with his valuables.

The second courtyard wasn't large, but Nangong Zeyue was quite satisfied. She had spent all the money in her pocket and even misappropriated her uncle's money for his coffin.

He personally cleaned the yard again.

Looking at the newly renovated courtyard, Nangong Zeyue walked out of the mansion gate with satisfaction.

Looking up, I noticed that the plaque on the gate tower looked unpleasant.

There were few people passing by on the streets in the early morning. He leaped up the gatehouse and took down the plaque.

Back in the courtyard, adhering to the principle of saving as much as possible, Nangong Zeyue found a pen and ink, erased the original homeowner's surname, and wrote the two characters "Nangong".

Dissatisfied with his own calligraphy, he looked up at Qingyunzhai across the street.

She made up her mind that when she saw Zhen Jingxiu next time, she would definitely ask him to help her rewrite it.

To hang the plaque properly, he found a bamboo ladder, wiped the plaque spotless with a rag, and then took it out to hang it up.

As more and more people gathered on the street, some saw him hanging the plaque alone and kindly stepped forward to help him hold the bamboo ladder.

The sound of car wheels stopped in front of the door, and then Gao Mu's voice could be heard.

"Young Master Nangong, what are you doing?"