When Yuan Nan'an learned that his mother had arranged a marriage for him, he was in his yard, silently looking at a military book that had been read to pieces in front of him.
The maid who served her shouted that she looked more like a betrothed person than she did.
Wei Jiaojiao came into her yard triumphantly, mocking her sarcastically.
"Oh, you thought you were a young lady? You're about to be married off to a desolate place like the northwest..."
Wei Jiaojiao seemed very happy, spinning around in front of her to show off her new dress.
"How is it? It looks good, doesn't it? This is new from the Baoshang Pavilion. I'm sure it will amaze everyone on Brother Yuexuan's birthday next time!"
Yuan Nan'an glanced at her indifferently and shifted his gaze to the book without any concern.
She just remained silent, and silent again.
She couldn't speak at all, and she had been silent for more than ten years.
Seeing this, Wei Jiaojiao sneered, snatched the book from her hand, threw it on the ground, and stomped on it twice.
"Still reading?! Isn't this just a broken military manual left behind by that crippled Yuan Musheng? You're as useless as your crippled brother!"
"Snap!"
Unexpectedly, a slap mark appeared on Wei Jiaojiao's face.
No one thought that the second young lady, who always had the lowest presence, would attack Jiaojiao, the most pampered young lady in the mansion.
But Yuan Nan'an just fought.
You can insult her, but you cannot insult her brother who has passed away.
Wei Jiaojiao covered her face with her hands, and her eyes were already red on her beautiful face.
"You...you hit me!"
"I'm going to tell Daddy!"
She didn't even bother to argue with Yuan Nan'an anymore and ran out of the yard.
Yuan Nan'an's maid stood by, looking embarrassed.
"Second Miss, why don't you go find the Madam? Otherwise, when the Master comes back, he'll punish you again... maybe even use the family rules..."
Yuan Nan'an stood where he was, silently picked up the military book, and carefully wiped the dirt off it.
She glanced at the maid and signed,
"Don't tell mother."
The maid hesitated to speak, but finally shut up.
The legitimate wife of this mansion is seriously ill in bed and has not much time left. How can she take care of an orphan girl?
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Yuan Nan'an was punished to kneel for three days.
Wei Shaoqing didn't allow anyone to visit her, and the food she ate was the worst.
After kneeling for three days, her legs could no longer be straightened, and she walked slowly into the yard alone, holding on to the wall.
Wei Jiaojiao had tormented her so much that only one maid was left, and now she was being ordered around by Wei Jiaojiao.
I think he wanted to put her in this situation.
She moved back step by step.
It was dark now, but she was not afraid.
Suddenly, she stopped and thought of the marriage that Wei Jiaojiao mentioned three days ago.
She suddenly thought, wouldn’t it be nice to go to the desolate northwest?
At least it's better than being trapped in this deep and dark mansion.
The only thing she missed in this mansion was her seriously ill mother...
“Pah.”
A drop of cold rain fell on the tip of my nose.
Yuan Nan'an was slightly startled and looked down at the back of his hand. Fine raindrops quickly spread out.
The July rain, bringing with it the summer heat, came suddenly and unexpectedly.
The rain became heavier and heavier, and in an instant it became a downpour.
The moisture seeped through her thin clothes, the rain wet her hair and slowly slid down her cheeks.
She had no intention of taking shelter from the rain, but slowly lifted her feet and continued walking forward.
But at this moment, a tall figure blocked her way.
An oil-paper umbrella was opened to block the pouring rain.
She raised her head slightly and looked at the man.
In the hazy rain, a familiar yet unfamiliar face came into view.
He held an umbrella, his brows were calm, his eyes slightly lowered, and he looked at her quietly.
"Nannan."
The voice was gentle and low, revealing a hint of heartache.
The rain dripped down the edge of the umbrella, splashing the ground and also splashing her mood.
Yuan Nan'an stood there, silent.
She could only remain silent.
This is her cousin, the noble royal grandson, and Wei Jiaojiao's sweetheart.
Why was he here? Was he here to see Wei Jiaojiao?
Yuan Nan'an lowered his eyes, showing no intention of mediating with him, and continued to move towards his own courtyard.
But someone suddenly grabbed his wrist, and then the umbrella was stuffed into his hand.
The world spun around and she was carried on someone's back.
I wanted to break free, but I didn't know why the person holding me was so strong that I couldn't get away at all.
Fortunately, there was no one around and no one saw the two people's inappropriate behavior.
If Wei Jiaojiao saw this, she would definitely make a big fuss again.
When he was let down, Yuan Nan'an saw by the candlelight in the room that Yuan Xuan was already soaked all over.
He placed her in a chair and sat her down, crouching down to her level.
Yuan Nan'an stared at him, and Yuan Xuan looked up and met her gaze.
He seemed to be enduring something, wanting to say something but unable to open his mouth.
Yuan Nan'an's long eyelashes trembled slightly under his gaze.
To be fair, she didn't have much contact with this cousin.
I met him once when I returned to Beijing. I smiled at him politely and bowed.
Later, the most frequent contact was when she was taken out of the city by the emperor's aunt to worship Buddha.
The imperial aunt only took her and her cousin with her.
That half month was probably a time when she was very happy.
Even copying Buddhist scriptures made her feel at ease.
Just turning her head from time to time, she could always see her cousin smiling at her.
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