"Hush, I'll let you go if you just behave and don't make a fuss. Otherwise, if others know that you and I are in the same room, your reputation will be ruined."

Rong Zhen knew that what wealthy families cared about most was reputation. If a woman's reputation was lost, it would be tantamount to costing her life. Nangong Ruowei did not dare to act rashly.

“Well…” Nangong Ruowei was so frightened that her pupils dilated and she saw that Rong Zhen really kept his promise and let her go.

"You... are from the Zoroastrianism!" Nangong Ruowei had already seen the black flame drawing on his arm in the chaos. Rong Zhen felt extremely guilty, not expecting that the other party was really from the Zoroastrianism, but it was impossible to cover up the traces.

"What exactly do you want?" Rong Zhen narrowed his handsome eyes and looked at her with a smug look.

"Actually, I don't know what to do. If you can take me with you to join Zoroastrianism, I will definitely not tell my father about this!" Nangong Ruowei's reaction surprised him. Most people would be terrified and scared to death when they heard the three words "Zoroastrianism", but this Nangong Ruowei is different from others. He really doesn't know what's in her mind.

"No, as a girl, you'd better not go to such a place." Rong Zhen decisively rejected her and turned to leave, but she grabbed his arm tightly and looked at him pitifully and said, "Please, Brother Zhao. Take me to join Zoroastrianism. Your church is so mysterious and exciting, it must need me very much!"

“………”

Rong Zhen looked at Nangong Ruowei with a hard time describing. At this moment, Lord Nangong walked to the door, lowered his voice and coughed, "Wei'er, what's wrong?"

"Ah... Dad, I'm dressing up and will be there soon!" Nangong Ruowei winked at Rong Zhen and stuffed him under the bed. She walked to the door pretending to be calm, opened the door, looked at the tired-looking Master Nangong, and chuckled.

"Dad, why are you here?"

"I heard that a man of unknown origin suddenly appeared in the mansion, so of course I had to come and see if you were in danger!" Master Nangong said as he walked in, looked around and found nothing unusual, so he sat aside.

"Wei'er, your actions today are really too much. These gentlemen admire you and want to get to know you. It's as simple as making friends with you, but why are you making things difficult for them?"

I thought that Lord Nangong was so angry that he couldn't eat and had to come over to find out what was going on.

Nangong Ruowei sat aside with a bitter frown on her face, like a wronged young wife.

"Dad, how can you help outsiders blame your precious daughter?" Nangong Ruowei said to him sadly, biting her pink lips tightly.

"Wei'er, Daddy had you when he was sixty, so he was naturally worried about your situation. But you still haven't understood anything, so how can Daddy be at ease?"

After all, Lord Nangong felt that he had spoiled his daughter, which was why she was so lawless that she could even jump onto the table in front of those distinguished guests.

"Ahem..." Rong Zhen coughed accidentally, which attracted the attention of Lord Nangong. He quickly moved his gaze to a corner of the room, "Wei'er, what's going on? Is there anyone else in your room?"

"How could that be, Dad, you must have heard it wrong!"

Nangong Ruowei quickly stood in front of him, forbidding him to take a step closer to the bed. If he continued like this, he would be exposed. Master Nangong stroked his goatee and stared at her. "Wei'er, you have never lied since you were a child. Once you lie, your ears will turn red. Tell me, that man is not your old lover, right?"

This sentence almost made Nangong Ruowei spit out blood. Why would Dad think so? He scratched the back of his head, not knowing how to explain for a moment. However, Master Nangong was such a smart person that he quickly noticed the abnormality under the bed and pulled Rong Zhen out from under the bed.

"Wei'er, what's going on? How dare you even lie to your father!" Master Nangong was furious. Nangong Ruowei was so anxious that her mind went blank and she couldn't even speak clearly. Unexpectedly, Rong Zhen looked so righteous.

"Master Nangong, you misunderstood. There is nothing going on between Miss Nangong and me."

Rong Zhen has a sincere heart, but in the eyes of Lord Nangong, he is just a smooth-talking street guy, except that this street guy is more handsome than the average man.

"Shut up, Wei'er, what is going on?" Master Nangong asked angrily. Nangong Ruowei was about to tiptoe out, but she was discovered unexpectedly.

"Dad...he...he is just a friend of mine. He is not as bad as Dad thinks. Look, my daughter's uterus blood is still there!" In order to prove her innocence, Nangong Ruowei rolled up her sleeves, and the bright bean paste-like mole was on her arm.

"Wei'er! Dad really doesn't know how to describe you..." Lord Nangong shook his head and left the house with a sad and angry look on his face.

"Lue... Ah Zhao, don't pay attention to it. From now on, you are my friend. Can we be honest with each other in the future?" Nangong Ruowei had a good impression of him after discovering his identity. If she could let him stay, maybe...

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"This is not good. Lord Nangong is already very angry. If I stay here, wouldn't it irritate him?"

Rong Zhen thought of how Master Nangong had been panting just now. He was already in his seventies, and yet he had such a cute, naughty and wild little daughter at such an old age. It was really worrying.

"Don't worry, my father's heart is not that fragile. Besides, when he was training soldiers and fighting in the past, he was so full of vigor and vitality. Even the king said that my father is still as sharp as a sword!"

"What! Your father is General Nangong?" Rong Zhen suddenly thought of something and looked at her in disbelief.

"That's right, but now he rarely goes to the battlefield. He is mostly training new soldiers."

Nangong Ruowei said to him proudly that the contribution his father made to the court could not be expressed in words.

However, Rong Zhen was thinking that his deputy general had died at the hands of General Nangong. The wars between Da Qi and foreign countries had resulted in heavy casualties, and these sacrifices were inevitable.

"What are you thinking about? Do all of you Zoroastrians look similar to you?" It was the first time that Nangong Ruowei saw such a stunningly handsome man. She selfishly wanted him to stay by her side. If he went to the Zoroastrianism, she could fulfill her long-cherished wish.