Nan Yan's face also had a few dirty marks. He honestly said, "Auntie, I'm fine. I'll take this firewood into the mansion first."
His aunt followed behind him, clutching the handkerchief in her hand. After thinking for a long time, she finally said, "I heard from your cousin that you brought a blind woman home, and that woman even wants you to marry her?"
Nan Yan didn't turn around. A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips. Sure enough, those people still wanted to see him make a fool of himself.
Today, thankfully, that person didn't run off with an old man for a bite to eat; otherwise, who knows how those who wanted to see him make a fool of himself would have talked about him.
Nan Yan's cold smile quickly disappeared. He said, "He's just a villager with a pitiful background."
The aunt bit her lower lip and said, "Then you should just send him away when the time comes, but whatever you do, don't actually marry him."
"Don't worry, Aunt, I won't marry that woman."
Nan Yan placed the bundle of firewood on his back in the corner and left with his aunt.
Many servants passed by, but no one paid them any attention.
The Nan family owned vast tracts of fertile land, making them far superior to the surrounding gentry and a renowned family within a radius of hundreds of miles.
The household servants numbered over a hundred, dressed in neat clothes and moving briskly through the well-arranged mansion, displaying an orderly and well-trained demeanor befitting a prominent family.
Nan Yan's mother, the concubine in front of us, is Zhu Yue, the eighth concubine of the Nan family head.
Nan Yan was expelled from the Nan family because he knew the family head's concubine and even tried to forcibly take her as his own.
The head of the Nan family was furious and immediately kicked the man out. However, he still ordered Nan Yan to send a bundle of firewood to the Nan family every fifteenth of the month.
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