Chapter 347: Nan Batian's Past

"My Lord, I once thought that my life would be dull and without any achievements."

"However, fate is always full of surprises and accidents, and an unexpected opportunity appeared before me."

"I, Lu Jiaojiao, was born ordinary, but I don't want to live an ordinary life. I want to seize every opportunity to realize my great ideals."

"So, I decided that I want to be a picture book owner. I want to sell the picture books I write to all countries."

Lu Jiaojiao spoke loudly.

At this moment, she felt that her whole body was emitting a scorching light, and she was almost moved to tears by herself.

"Good, well said!" Luo Ranran looked at him with praise and clapped her hands.

Others: “…”

Before the cake was even drawn, Lu Jiaojiao had already filled it with filling, making it big and round.

"What? You don't believe in my ability?" Looking at the indescribable expressions of the others, Lu Jiaojiao pouted unhappily.

Lu Shamo sighed in his heart. He loved his precious daughter. "Jiaojiao, Daddy believes in your ability and will fully support you in realizing your ideals and ambitions. Come on, Daddy believes you are the best."

Oh my god, he didn't have the confidence to say that.

How should I put it, Jiaojiao is good in every way, the only bad thing is that she thinks too highly of herself. I just hope she doesn't lose face.

Seeing this, the others also offered their blessings and encouragement. Lu Jiaojiao couldn't help but smile and became more confident.

"Princess, when should I start writing the picture book?" Lu Jiaojiao was full of energy, as if she had been injected with chicken blood.

Luo Ranran waved her hands calmly, "No hurry, you conceive the plot first, and I will give you some reference suggestions. After we return to Tianqi Imperial City, you can start writing the picture book."

"At that time, you only need to concentrate on writing the painting book. This princess will arrange for someone to sell the painting book, and the income will be divided equally between you and me."

"What? I still have income?" Lu Jiaojiao widened her eyes in surprise, not knowing what to do with her hands and feet.

"Yeah." Luo Ranran tilted her head and looked at the little fool Lu Jiaojiao in a soft and cute way, "Sister Lu, didn't you say that you wanted to sell your own picture books to various countries? Do you want to sell them to others for free?"

[That won't work. Although writing a picture book is an ideal aspiration, without the motivation of financial income, your enthusiasm will be exhausted over time. 】

[Besides, your father and two uncles still need you to support them in their old age. If you don’t earn money to support them, do you expect them to earn money and support themselves? 】

Lu Sha Mo Jia Bo Jia Tao: "..."

Well, Princess, we three brothers are still young, so we don’t need Jiaojiao to take care of us in our old age. We will be satisfied as long as she can support herself.

After hearing what Luo Ranran said, Lu Jiaojiao was stunned at first, then her expression became serious and her tone was particularly serious, "Princess, you are right, I want to make money, a lot of money."

When the time comes, I will buy a big house, have maids and servants, and then pamper my father and two uncles.

She is their only child, and they must not let others look down on her. Even though she is a girl, as long as she is willing to work hard, she can support the whole family.

Lu Jiaojiao clenched her fists. Before she even started writing in her sketchbook, she had already started imagining a beautiful future.

But what she didn't know was that the three old fathers didn't have much expectations of her.

Luo Ranran giggled, and while Lu Jiaojiao was in a state of excitement, she gave her some encouragement. From then on, Lu Jiaojiao became more determined to write a picture book.

"Oh, by the way, Princess." Lu Jiaojiao shook her head and put the sketchbook aside. She had to continue eating melons. "Is the matter between Master Yan Che and his disciple as I guessed just now?"

Luo Ranran shook her head, "Sister Lu, you only guessed half of it right~"

"Oh, okay!" Lu Jiaojiao was a little disappointed. She thought she had guessed right, but she has always been open-minded and would not dwell on trivial matters.

The next second, he curiously asked, "Princess, what's going on between Yan Che and Senior Nan?"

She decided that she would write their story in a picture book.

The others were equally curious, blinking their eyes, waiting for Luo Ranran to feed them.

Naituanzi lived up to everyone's expectations and roughly recounted the whole story, "Sister Lu's guess is correct, Yan Che is indeed Nan Batian's biological son."

"Back then, Nan Batian came from a wealthy family and was extremely doted on by his parents. He developed an arrogant personality since he was young. In addition, his father was the leader of the martial arts world, so he was surrounded by fawning people. This made him even more arrogant and looked down on others."

"When he was young, many girls liked him, and Yan Che's mother was one of them."

"How should I put it? Nan Batian is arrogant, but his martial arts skills are among the best among the younger generation. In addition, he has a father who is the leader of the martial arts world and a handsome face, so naturally he is loved by many girls."

"But the good times didn't last long. Because his father offended a villain, his family was hunted down by gangsters. The process was a bit complicated, so I won't go into details."

"Later, Nan Batian's parents were killed, and he was fortunately saved by Yan Che's mother. From then on, the two began a special love affair."

"But Nan Batian was determined to avenge his family. During that time, he was recovering from his injuries while improving his martial arts skills. Therefore, he did not dare to make a promise to Yan Che's mother easily."

Yan Che outside the hall clenched his fists and looked at his master with an indescribable expression. Oh, no, he should call him dad now.

Although his father had just explained the reason, he didn't quite believe it. He believed the little princess' words more.

Therefore, he quietly took his father to eavesdrop outside the hall.

The main thing is that his father's mouth seems to be glued shut. He only answers one question when he is asked, as if saying a few more words would cost him his life.

It's meaningless.

As for him, it is still more interesting to listen to the little princess's revelations.

Nan Batian felt guilty and whispered, "Che'er, I..."

Yan Che quickly raised his index finger and lowered his voice, "Shh, don't talk."

Nan Batian: “…”

Well, he was short of breath, so he had to do whatever his son said. What else could he do? Should he kneel down and beg for forgiveness?

But he could feel that his son didn't seem to be angry with him. (ˉˉ)

Inside the palace, Luo Ranran was talking until her mouth was dry. She picked up the bottle and drank a few mouthfuls. After a satisfied sigh, she continued:

"As for Yan Che's mother, she loves Nan Batian to her bones. Secretly, she wants to keep Nan Batian and marry him and have children with him. But she knows Nan Batian's character. He will not give up revenge for his parents for love."

"After tossing and turning for countless nights, Yan Che's mother finally decided to force herself on Nan Batian. After knocking him out with a pack of medicine, she left a farewell letter the next morning."

Yan Che: (*′I`*)

The king forced himself on her, his mother is truly a heroine!

Southern Tyrant: (_|||)

He was not on guard against the person he loved and had no idea that something had been added to the bowl of ginseng chicken soup that day.

Others:

Oh my god, this melon is so exciting.