Chapter 66 Who is unlucky? I don’t know yet

Nan Jiao was busy until noon, and only stopped when her stomach started to growl. She was very satisfied when she looked at the cylinder in her hand that was beginning to take shape.

"Are you hungry?" Mr. Yan looked at her and asked.

"Well, where is Zhan Beiheng?" Nan Jiao looked around and found that there were only her and Mr. Yan in the blacksmith shop.

"He left first for something. Let me tell you." Mr. Yan said. Seeing that she was too focused, he didn't disturb her to tell her.

Nan Jiao nodded, he should go about his business.

"Would you mind having lunch in my little place?" asked Mr. Yan.

"I don't mind." Nan Jiao smiled. In her previous life, she often went out to explore and often slept in the open air. As long as she had enough to eat, she didn't care about so many things.

lunch.

Two simple bowls of noodles.

"Why are there two eggs in my bowl?" Nan Jiao asked in confusion.

"I reward you for your change." Mr. Yan said expressionlessly.

Nan Jiao: “…”

When she picked up the chopsticks to eat, she was almost choked.

"Not tasty?" Old Yan looked up at her.

"Is it delicious?" Nan Jiao asked back.

Old Yan snorted coldly, "It's good to have something to eat. When I was fighting with General Jiang, sometimes we had nothing to eat. We even ate tree bark."

Nan Jiao felt mixed emotions when she heard this. She stood up and walked towards the backyard of the blacksmith shop, a small and shabby yard, but clean and tidy.

She found the kitchen and skillfully made two new bowls of noodles and brought them out.

"Things are different now, you should be nicer to yourself." Nan Jiao pushed one of the bowls of noodles in front of him, picked up the chopsticks and started eating with satisfaction.

Mr. Yan stared at the bowl in front of him. There was a golden fried egg that gave off a faint aroma. He picked up the chopsticks and tasted the noodles, his eyes narrowed.

Then he picked up the bowl and drank some soup.

This smell!

So familiar!

"Who taught you to make this noodle soup?" Mr. Yan suppressed his excitement and asked casually.

“No one taught me, I figured it out on my own.” Nan Jiao took a bite of the fried egg.

Mr. Yan looked at her, feeling somewhat puzzled.

No one taught?

Six years ago in the winter, the two countries were at war. At that time, they were trapped under a cliff. The military supplies could not be delivered, and the enemy planned to starve them to death.

As a result, a little girl with an ugly face came.

She cooked hot soup for them and taught them how to dig wild vegetables to fill their stomachs, so they got through the difficult times. Finally, she even helped them break out of the siege.

But when General Jiang wanted to thank her, she was gone.

They kept looking for her afterwards, but there was no news.

I didn't expect it would be six years later.

He could still drink the familiar soup.

Mr. Yan glanced at Nan Jiao from time to time. Was she the ugly girl?

How is that possible!

Although the girl was ugly, she was kind-hearted, heroic, and smart. She would never bully others, which was completely different from her.

Sudden.

Someone came to the blacksmith shop.

"Grandpa Yan." Jiang Zhiyan's voice rang out from outside.

Old Yan quickly stood up, opened the curtain and walked out. When he saw Jiang Zhiyan, he smiled faintly: "Why are you here?"

Jiang Zhiyan carried something and walked into the blacksmith's shop. "I'll bring you some food."

"Don't always bring me food, take it back." Old Yan shook his head.

"Take it. Fourth sister is not short of money." Nan Jiao lifted the curtain and walked out.

Jiang Zhiyan was a little surprised when she saw her, "Fifth sister, why are you here?"

Why did she come to see Mr. Yan!

Is it because of what he has in his hand?

This old guy is very tight-lipped and has always been reluctant to give out the things his grandfather gave him!

"You can come? I can't come?" Nan Jiao raised her eyebrows.

Why did Jiang Zhiyan come to the blacksmith shop?

Based on her understanding of Jiang Zhiyan.

She would not be so kind as to visit an old man who had no money and no power.

Unless there's something she wants here!

"It's a relief to be able to come. Mr. Yan was a capable deputy general beside grandfather. Now that grandfather is gone, we should visit him more often and care for him." Jiang Zhiyan said with a gentle smile.

Nan Jiao was surprised.

Unexpectedly, he was a capable deputy general under her grandfather. At first, she only knew from his behavior that he was a famous general. No wonder he was so hostile to her when they first met.

I guess he's angry about his grandfather.

"Mr. Yan, I have never seen my grandfather. Can you tell me more about his deeds in the future?" Nan Jiao said.

To the loyal and courageous soldiers who defend their country.

She admired and worshipped him from the bottom of her heart.

"Okay!" Old Lady Yan agreed readily. As a descendant of General Jiang, she should know about her grandfather's past.

"Mr. Yan, can I come over and listen too?" Jiang Zhiyan said quickly.

Nan Jiao said with a half-smile: "You have been living in the general's mansion since you were a child, but you don't even know your grandfather's heroic deeds. You are such an unqualified granddaughter!"

"Grandpa Yan often stays with grandpa, he must know more about grandpa's heroic deeds." Jiang Zhiyan said calmly.

"Oh, I don't want to listen with you." Nan Jiao said bluntly.

"Fifth sister, why don't you let me listen with you? Did I do something wrong?" Jiang Zhiyan's eyes were red and she looked aggrieved.

Master Yan looked at Nan Jiao, "You are sisters..."

"Who is her sister? She doesn't have the blood of the Jiang family. I am the only legitimate daughter of the general's mansion." Nan Jiao said without any scruples.

"She, isn't she of Jiang family blood?" Old Yan's face was filled with shock. Fortunately, he had not yet handed over to Jiang Zhiyan the things that Old General Jiang had entrusted him with.

"If you don't believe it, you can go to the general's mansion to ask my grandmother. I'll be leaving first today." Nan Jiao achieved her goal and left gracefully.

Jiang Zhiyan was so angry that she almost fainted. She had already won the old man's favor, but in the end the jerk said that she had no Jiang family blood.

Let all her previous efforts go to waste!

She was so mad!

Why did this idiot come back to the General's Mansion!

…

Nan Jiao was in a particularly good mood. She hummed a little tune all the way and ignored all the strange looks from people around her.

Sudden.

A young man walked up to her.

"Princess Jin, my prince wants to see you."

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Nan Jiao recognized the person next to Zhan Qingheng.

"The prince is not feeling well, and I would like you to take a look at him."

Nan Jiao touched her chin with one hand, a meaningful sneer on the corner of her mouth. Was he waiting for her on purpose?

Otherwise she had just come not far from the blacksmith's shop.

Why are King Rui’s people here?

Nan Jiao still got on the carriage. She wanted to see what the other party wanted to do.

If anyone dares to provoke her, she will teach him a lesson!

the other side.

cell.

Zhan Beiheng walked out with a cold expression on his handsome face, "Next time you catch a suspect like this, you don't need to ask me to come over."

"Yes." The guard who followed said respectfully.

After leaving the cell, he felt something was wrong.

Someone deliberately let him leave the blacksmith shop.

"Master, the princess has been taken away by King Rui's men." After seeing him come out, Mo Ran hurried forward to report.

There was an unparalleled arrogance between Zhan Beiheng's eyebrows and a look of mockery and contempt at the corners of his mouth.

He said he wouldn't mind.

And doing this kind of little trick.

He invited Jiang Nanjiao to come over, and no one knew who would be the unlucky one.

"Go back home." Zhan Beiheng said lightly.

"Isn't your Highness going to look for the Princess? I heard that Prince Rui bought several dogs yesterday." Mo Ran said.

Zhan Beiheng looked at him with eyes as sharp as knives, and said unhappily with a dark face: "Why didn't you say so earlier?"