Chapter 105 The original owner's identity, the enemy's methods

Yuwen Yan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking seriously about the appearance of the Third Miss Nangong in his memory.

"I haven't seen you very often, only a few times. The last time I saw you was at the annual banquet last year. You followed Prime Minister Nangong into the palace. I saw you and your sister next to the Yu Garden. You two bowed to me and said hello, and there was nothing else to say..."

"You should be sixteen or seventeen years old, I can't remember clearly, and I won't pay too much attention to a daughter of a court official, and you are a concubine."

"Illegitimate?" Jiang Ning narrowed her eyes, and words such as "the dispute between legitimate and illegitimate children" and "favoring concubines and destroying wives" flashed through her mind.

"Yes, you are the concubine daughter of Prime Minister Nangong, and you have a legitimate brother and a legitimate sister." Yuwen Yan said.

"Go on." Jiang Ning secretly memorized this information in her heart.

"In my impression, you seem to be very timid. You were always shy when meeting people before. You never dared to look people in the eye when talking to them. You were unknown and not noticeable at all. It's because you look okay and I have a good memory that I could recognize you at a glance just now..."

"The last time I heard about you was the rumor that you eloped with a man..."

Yuwen Yan paused here and glanced at Jiang Ning's face. Seeing that she didn't react, he continued: "It's actually quite embarrassing that this happened in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Prime Minister Nangong was so angry that he didn't go to court for two days. He privately asked someone to suppress the news and didn't allow people in the mansion to discuss it..."

"But as an important official of the dynasty, he had many enemies, so this family scandal could not be concealed. Therefore, in the capital, almost everyone with a little background knew that the third daughter of the Nangong family eloped with a man..."

Eloped? Jiang Ning frowned slightly.

The original owner was tortured so badly, could the story of eloping be a cover-up?

Or, the original owner really eloped with someone, but was deceived by her lover, just like those kidnapped women in modern times?

But that was not right. Jiang Ning overturned this hypothesis in the next second. Why would she ruin her face just to sell someone?

Her wounds, broken arms and legs, disfigured face, and the fact that she had specifically asked Blind Yang to sell her far away, it didn't look like she was doing it for money, it was obviously revenge!

If she hadn't taken over this body, if she hadn't had the Blood Lotus Space and the Spiritual Spring Water, Nangong Ling would have been sold alive, even if she had been sold to a good man like Liu Ming'an, she would have been a useless thing paralyzed in bed for the rest of her life, and she would never be able to return to the capital.

So, eloping must be an excuse! It was her enemies who found an excuse for her to disappear without a reason, and even in this era when a woman's reputation was more important than anything else, they used such a vicious excuse of eloping to ruin her reputation after she was tortured and sold!

Who is it?

His heart is damnable!

All these thoughts only lasted for a moment. After Jiang Ning sorted out the matter, she asked, "Who did I elope with?"

"I don't know."

"Then when did I elope?"

"Well... I heard the news in August, it should be before that." Yuwen Yan recalled.

In August...

on September 5, Nangong Ling died, and the person in this body became her, Jiang Ning. It seems that this prince also knows very little about the inside story.

But at least, she didn't have to explore her identity. She could concentrate on finding her enemy when she returned to the capital.

There were hurried footsteps outside the house. Jiang Ning knew that Liu Ming'an had returned. She moved her wrist and put away the dagger. At the same time, she quickly leaned down to warn Yuwen Yan: "Don't tell him a word, or I will kill you."

Yuwen Yan nodded and smiled at Jiang Ning: "Don't worry, Miss Jiang Ning, I am very sensible."

"Also, make up an identity for yourself, don't say you are a prince." Jiang Ning didn't want to see Liu Ming'an kneeling down to Yuwen Yan.

"Understood." If Jiang Ning hadn't forced him with a knife, Yuwen Yan himself would not want to reveal his identity.

"A Ning!" The door was pushed open, and Liu Ming'an walked in with a porcelain bottle. Perhaps because he ran in a hurry, a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"The drugstore over there by the wonton stall was also closed. Luckily I asked a passerby and he pointed me to a drugstore. I ran over there and bought it. This is the best medicine for ulcers." Liu Ming'an said breathlessly.

Jiang Ning took the medicine bottle, lifted her sleeves and gently wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Yu Wenyan, who was lying on the bed, looked at Jiang Ning, who had just frowned and looked cold, and suddenly became so gentle. For a moment, he felt a little complicated.

"How much?" Jiang Ning asked Liu Ming'an holding the medicine bottle.

"Well... one or two silver coins." Liu Ming'an answered honestly.

Jiang Ning nodded and said, "Go downstairs and ask the waiter for a room. Let's give this room to him today."

Liu Ming'an glanced at Yuwen Yan, smiled at him, turned around and went out again.

Jiang Ning walked to the bed, uncorked the bottle, and shook the light yellow medicine powder on the sutured wound.

"Did you hear everything?"

Yuwen Yan was thinking about the problem, and suddenly heard Jiang Ning's question. He didn't react for a while: "What?"

Jiang Ning picked up the medicine bottle and shook it in front of him, saying: "One or two silver coins. It's not easy for this kind-hearted fool in my family to make money. It's all hard-earned money. You, a prince, won't take advantage of a poor scholar, right?"

Yuwen Yan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed dumbly.

Miss Jiang Ning, who is always calculating and changes her face faster than the weather, is much more interesting than the timid Miss Nangong.

"Don't worry, Miss Jiang Ning. I am not an ungrateful person." Yuwen Yan said seriously.

He could see that the man was the one who really wanted to save him. The amnesiac Miss Nangong was a cold and cold-blooded person. If it weren't for that man, she wouldn't even raise her eyelids if he died in front of her.

Jiang Ning applied the powder on the wound, and Liu Ming'an just came back.

"Help him up with his upper body, and I'll bandage the wound for him." Jiang Ning turned to Liu Ming'an.

"Okay." After Liu Ming'an finished speaking, he stepped forward, walked to the bed, and lifted up the weak Yuwen Yan.

Jiang Ning picked up a roll of clean gauze, wrapped it around Yuwen Yan's waist twice, and then tied a knot. Liu Ming'an then relaxed his movements and let him lie down.

"Thank you for saving my life, my name is Yan Wenyu, may I know your name?" Yuwen Yan asked Liu Ming'an after he lay down again.

Liu Ming'an said with a smile: "Mr. Yan, you are too polite. My name is Liu Ming'an. It is fate that we met. It is also your good fortune that I can save you. You don't have to call me benefactor." "Okay, Mr. Liu." Yuwen Yan also smiled and replied.

"Mr. Yan, why were you stabbed and fell in the wilderness? Do you need us to report to the police for you?" Liu Ming'an looked at the wound on his abdomen and asked sincerely.

Such a serious injury must be an attempt to kill someone.

Yuwen Yan's eyes flashed a strange color quickly, and then he still refused with a smile: "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Liu. It is difficult for an honest official to judge family affairs, and the government officials cannot judge my case."

Jiang Ning raised his eyebrows, it seems that the royal brothers are quarreling.

"Well, it's getting late. You're injured. Take a good rest. We'll come to see you tomorrow." Liu Ming'an was not interested and didn't ask any more questions. They just met by chance. He saved his life. As for the rest, everyone has their own way of living.

Liu Ming'an covered Yuwen Yan with a quilt and put a glass of water on the stool beside the bed so that he could reach it with just one hand. Then he blew out the candles and took Jiang Ning to the next room.

The room was dark. Yuwen Yan moved his fingers and touched the gauze wrapped around his waist, recalling the experience of escaping death that day.

The thick quilt on his body brought a burst of warmth, wrapping his body frozen in the snow.

"Liu Ming'an...what a good person!" After a long time, a low sigh came from the darkness.