Chapter 151 Secretly Investigating, Making an Excuse to Cover Up a Lie

Jin Hui and Li Jiu were called to Nangong Ya's study again.

In addition to Nangong Ya, Jin Yao was also in the room. As

soon as Jin Hui walked in, he saw Nangong Ya sitting on a chair. He was not as straight and upright as usual, but a little listless, with his head supported by his hands, and he actually looked a little old.

"Sir."

The two of them saluted to Nangong Ya, and then he heard him speak solemnly: "Tell us how you found Ling'er and what happened after you found her. Tell us from beginning to end."

"Yes."

Jin Hui told the whole story. After he finished, Nangong Ya did not move for a long time, but a layer of deep sadness appeared on his face.

"Ling'er... you hate me so much!"

Jin Yao looked at Nangong Ya after hearing this. The candlelight flickered in the night, so he couldn't see his expression when he said this. He could only see his fists clenched tightly on the armrest of the chair.

"Sir, the third young lady..." Jin Yao wanted to say a few words of comfort, but was interrupted by Nangong Ya.

"No need to say more, I understand, she is determined to break up with me."

Nangong Ya let out a long breath, as if to spit out all the emotions that were accumulated in his heart: "Jin Hui, Li Jiu, you two go and check out the person Ling'er mentioned..."

Nangong Ya paused, but continued: "That so-called husband, find out who he is, what he does, and whether his family background is clean. Don't disturb him, check it secretly, and tell me when you find out." After

Jin Hui and Li Jiu received the order and left, Nangong Ya pulled the corners of his mouth to smile bitterly: "Jin Yao, how can a daughter get married without telling her father? Without the permission of her parents and the words of a matchmaker, they privately decide to spend their lives together. How is this different from eloping?"

"That's right, my lord." Jin Yao responded.

"No matter how much she hates me, I will still have a hand in this matter. As long as that man is a good man with a clean family background, even if he is a peddler, I am willing to marry Ling'er to him in a grand ceremony. Even if... Ling'er still wants to break off all ties with me in the future, I will accept it."

Nangong Ya said, leaning back in his chair, staring blankly at a certain place in the void, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jin Yao did not speak either, and remained silent. The room was strangely quiet for a while, until the hurried footsteps disturbed the silence.

"Sir, it's bad, the second lady is missing!"

The servant shouted anxiously outside the door. Nangong Ya suddenly got up from the chair and strode out. Jin Yao had already opened the door.

"What did you say?" Nangong Ya asked hurriedly.

"I delivered food to the Second Young Miss and found that no one was in the ancestral hall. However, we have been guarding the door of the ancestral hall without leaving for a moment, but we have not seen the Second Young Miss come out."

"How can a living person just disappear out of thin air?" Nangong Ya was so angry that he felt a buzzing in his ears.

Jin Yao saw that Nangong Ya's eyes were a little red, and hurriedly said: "Sir, let's go and take a look first."

"Let's go! To the ancestral hall!"

Nangong Ya said and ran to the ancestral hall, and Jin Yao and the servant followed closely.

Looking at Nangong Ya's somewhat flustered steps, Jin Yao couldn't bear it.

How could these two young ladies be so troubled? One after another, it felt like Nangong Ya was going to be tortured to death. Could they be born to collect debts?

The three of them hurried to the ancestral hall. There was a servant standing outside, looking anxious. When he saw them coming, he shrank and called out, "Sir."

The door of the ancestral hall was half-closed. Nangong Ya didn't care about other people. He took two steps at a time and stepped onto the steps. He pushed the door open and saw Nangong Muyan kneeling in front of the incense table, writing quietly.

Hearing the noise, Nangong Muyan turned around and smiled at Nangong Ya obediently, "Dad, what's the matter?"

The four of them were all stunned.

Nangong Ya turned around in confusion and looked at the two dumbfounded servants, and asked loudly: "What's going on?"

"This..." The two servants looked at Nangong Muyan, then at Nangong Ya, and knelt down with a plop: "Sir, we definitely did not lie to you, the young lady was really not here just now!"

Nangong Ya looked at Nangong Muyan again, but saw her smiling gently: "Dad, my daughter was tired from writing just now, and accidentally fell asleep, and rolled under the incense table. It's normal that they didn't see it."

Nangong Muyan pointed to the large incense table with tablets on it. The table was covered with a black tablecloth that hung down to the ground. If there was someone hiding underneath, it would indeed be impossible to see.

Looking more closely, Nangong Muyan's goose yellow dress was indeed covered with a lot of dust, and it looked dirty.

After a false start, Nangong Ya breathed a sigh of relief without making a sound.

"Go back to your courtyard to wash up, change your clothes, and then come back to continue copying the family rules." Nangong Ya looked at Nangong Muyan and said.

"Yes, thank you, Dad." Nangong Muyan replied with a gentle look and a smile.

The strange feeling lingered in his heart. Nangong Ya looked at the obedient Nangong Muyan with his head lowered in the candlelight in the ancestral hall, and he always felt that something was wrong.

How could the daughter who had been hysterical and contradicting him with hatred in her eyes suddenly become so obedient?

She didn't say a word when she was beaten, she knelt when she was punished, and she copied the house rules when she was asked to copy them, without any resistance. Now she looks like she is obedient to him.

Nangong Ya was in a trance for a while, staring at Nangong Muyan for a long time before leaving.

After Nangong Ya and Jin Yao walked away, Nangong Muyan chuckled and reached out to pat the dust off her clothes.

It was all Zhou Yi's fault for procrastinating and wasting time. If he had confessed and been lenient at the beginning, why would she have to crawl under the table?

When she returned to her own courtyard to take a bath, Nangong Muyan found that Lao Zhong had found her a new maid named Ming Pei, who was only thirteen years old, spoke in a soft voice, and was timid.

"Ming Pei, when did you enter the mansion?" Nangong Muyan looked at the little girl and asked.

"Replying to the Second Miss, I was bought in a few days ago."

"Oh, is that so."

Nangong Muyan thought she could get some information, but she lost interest when she heard this and stopped talking.

Although she was punished to kneel in the ancestral hall now, everything seemed to be fine, but there would always be a day when she would have to go out. What

if she was outside and met someone she knew before, but she was completely in the dark and couldn't call out any of their names, what should she do?

Nangong Muyan became worried when she thought of this, and pounded her head, not knowing who to talk to in her heart.

Can't you leave me some memories?

After taking a shower, changing clothes and returning to the ancestral hall again, Nangong Muyan remembered something more important - improving her physical fitness.

She couldn't accept that she had become a weak woman with no strength at all!

Taking off the heavy clothes and the jewelry on her head and wrists, Nangong Muyan stood lightly in the ancestral hall and began to do physical training for herself.

The venue is limited and the equipment is insufficient, so there are only a few things that can be done, but for this delicate body, it is enough.

Stretching, high leg raises, jumping jacks, horse stance squats, sit-ups, plank support...

Nangong Muyan tortured herself in the small ancestral hall and sweated profusely, while the two servants guarding outside the door looked at the jumping figures projected on the doors and windows and suspected that they were dazzled.

"Second Miss, she... won't go crazy, right?" One person asked the person next to him in a low voice.

"Should we tell the master about this?" Another person hesitated and asked,

"Forget it... The master only asked us to guard the door."

"That's right."