Chapter 1212: I'm not the second son of Jian

I almost confessed my mistake.

And at this moment, the curtain on the carriage opened slightly, revealing half of the face inside.

As soon as he saw the half of the face, Nanyan suddenly froze.

She opened her eyes wide in disbelief, and even more couldn't believe her eyes, staring blankly at the half of the face that appeared under the curtain, and only after a long time did she say in a hoarse voiceβ€”

"Jane ......"

But she only said this one word, and the rest of the words could no longer be spoken, and her voice was completely hoarse.

Because the person in the carriage was none other than Jian Ruocheng!

Jian Ruocheng!

All the people were looking for him, all the people wanted to see him, and now, he just appeared in front of him!

Nanyan almost thought he was in a dream.

Ran Xiaoyu also saw it.

Her eyesight was better than Nanyan's, but she could see clearly later than her, but once she saw clearly, she was too surprised to speak.

Just like that, the two men stood at the corner of the street, dumbfounded, completely unresponsive.

At this time, the coachman in the carriage seemed to hear something, nodded into the carriage, the curtain was lowered, and the coachman came over and said to Nanyan, "Master, please drive to the carriage and talk about it." ”

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He wants to see himself.

Nanyan's heart couldn't stop rippling, and he nodded immediately, but at this time, Ran Xiaoyu next to him frowned and said, "Niangniang-"

Nanyan glanced back at her.

Ran Xiaoyu said: "I want to protect you." ”

Hearing her words, Nan Yan came back to her senses a little, and the other party only invited herself to go over to reminisce.

Butβ€”

She was just about to say something, but when she looked up, her carriage was about to drive over, so she said to Ran Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, you get in the car and follow this carriage." ”

"Butβ€”"

Ran Xiaoyu was a little hesitant.

Nanyan said: "I don't dare to say anything else, but I believe that he will not hurt me." ”

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Ran Xiaoyu can't refute this sentence.

She may doubt anyone, but Jian Ruocheng's character and his kindness to Nanyan, she still believes it.

So, he nodded, and said, "Niangniang, if there is anything wrong, call me immediately, and the slave will let the coachman follow closely." ”

Nanyan answered her, then turned and followed the coachman towards their carriage.

She was about to board the carriage, but she didn't know if it was because the carriage was too high, or because she was excited, her hands and feet were a little weak, and her feet slipped and she almost fell.

Just then, a hand reached out of the curtain and grabbed her wrist.

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Nanyan was startled.

And that hand didn't let go of her, and with a single force, he pulled her directly into the carriage and into the carriage.

Inside the carriage, it was a little dark.

After all, all the curtains around were lowered, and there was no way for the sunlight to shine directly into the carriage, but Nanyan could still see the person in front of him clearly at a glance-

He's changed a lot.

The cheeks are so thin that they have fallen out of shape, the cheekbones are raised high, the protruding green tendons can almost be seen on the forehead, and the edges and corners of the jaw are also revealed.

Just by looking at this glance, Nanyan's eyes swelled with a burst of heat.

She sat in front of him and looked at him in a blue cloth robe, although he was still handsome, and he couldn't hide his natural temperament, but the heaviness of his heart like ashes was immediately understood.

Nanyan's voice choked up.

"Second Son......"

The other party slowly raised his head and glanced at her.

After a long silence, he let go of the hand that was holding her wrist, and his hand was also much thinner, and the joints were protruding.

He put his hand back in his sleeve, and said, "Guifei Niangniang, don't call me that." ”

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"The Jian family is gone, I'm not the second son of Jian."

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This sentence was like a knife, piercing straight into Nanyan's heart.

She looked at him, only to feel that her heart was full of thoughts, and there were too many words that came up to her, but at this moment, it was tears that fell first.

Click, click

She said, "Second son......"

The voice, already with a crying tone.

She couldn't imagine what Jian Ruocheng had experienced these days, but just looking at him, it seemed that she understood everything, and she hated herself too, why hadn't she found out the murderer for the people of the Jian family and returned him to a clean house.

These tears are not shed for him, but for their own guilt.

Jian Ruocheng looked at her quietly, and after a long time, he still took out a handkerchief from his sleeve with his emaciated hand and brought it to her, but hesitated for a moment and only handed it to her.

"Don't cry."

Nanyan took the handkerchief, but instead of wiping his tears, he looked up at him, choked up and said, "Childe, what happened?" What the hell is going on? ”

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Jian Ruocheng was silent for a moment, and then said, "I don't know. ”

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"We, after we parted at sea, I fell ill."

"Sick?"

Nanyan was stunned for a moment.

She remembered in a trance that terrible night at sea, a nightmare she had not dared to touch for so long, the moment the sawdust shards slit her throat, one of her feet had already stepped into the underworld.

Now, the wound on her throat is no longer visible, and she has regained the ability to speak, but the wound on her heart cannot be healed.

But Jian Ruocheng said that he was also sick?

At that time, he should have been on the ship he had prepared, and he should be safe and sound, how could he fall ill?

Nanyan looked at him.

And Jian Ruocheng didn't seem to want to say anything more.

That night, too, was a nightmare for him.

Although he had not seen her cut throat, swallowed up by the sea, and disappeared into the raging waves, he fainted when he was told.

After that, he fell seriously ill.

For a whole month, he also entered the Hades Hall almost on one leg, if it weren't for the heavy responsibility on his shoulders, he forced himself to get better and complete the last thing, perhaps, he also fell.

You won't know that she has escaped death.

However, it was precisely because of the month when he was seriously ill that he was completely unable to move, and there was no way to return to Peking immediately.

And when he finally got better and finally rushed back to Beiping, it was-

As soon as he saw Jian Ruocheng's face suddenly turn pale, Nan Yan knew that he must have thought about the Jian family.

She said eagerly: "Childe, what happened to the Jian family?" Do you know the truth? ”

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Jian Ruocheng quieted down.

His face was pale, and at this moment, it seemed like frost had condensed.

Even the usual warm eyes were quenched with ice, and he looked up at her with a cold gaze.

He said word by word: "The truth? Don't you know? ”