As a result, after a long time of turbulence, Nan Mengdie finally returned to the bustling capital, she looked at the ancient capital that carried a hundred years of history, stepped on the bluestone road, and was in a trance for a moment.

From the past life to this life, she has not returned to the capital for many years, she still remembers that when she was a child, in order to get the appreciation of her parents, she worked hard to study, embroidery, female virtue, etiquette, painting, poetry and songs, basically did not dare to fall behind.

But what did you get in the end? These things did not help her get the love of the prince, nor did they help her get a little respite in the fierce frontier of the people.

Now, Nanmengdie has finally seen it.

Martial arts in this world is the foundation of a person's foothold, look at those great masters, those sects, those young heroes, which one is not at ease? .

"Qingyao! We're back, the capital. ”

Back to this place where she had been stupid, resentful, hated, and afraid.

Once, she asked her family for help, but unfortunately, her father divorced her mother in order to protect herself, and the nominal sister ignored her and sneered.

It's just because she did what a noble girl should do, which attracted the resentment of her sister.

Nan Mengyao looked at the son who was being fed by the maid, and there was a faint sadness in the gentleness.

At this moment, a noodle figure with a bamboo pole was handed over.

It was a cheerful face man in a red skirt.

"Princess, since you have returned to your mother's house, don't worry about anything more.

No matter how bad it is, his subordinates will protect the princess well. ”

Wearing a light blue cross-collared dress and an off-white sleeved shirt, Ying San spoke coldly and comfortingly.

Although she didn't know what the princess was worried about, she didn't like the sad look on her gentle countenance.

In her memory, the princess should be the woman with a wooden sword in her hand, her eyes are bright, and she is full of spirit.

Nan Mengdie was stunned, she took over the face, and a warmth rose in her heart: "It's just that you will make people happy, this capital is not a happy place to live." ”

Kagezo looked at the princess in silence, not understanding the meaning of the words.

Nanmengdie looked at the road ahead in a daze, although the capital was full of unpleasant memories, although the woman around her was like an incomprehensible tree.

However, it is enough to have someone to watch, to help her, to help her, to care for her.

The group returned to the house in a grand way, and after meeting Nan Shangshu and her mother, Nan Mengdie lived back in the small building before leaving the pavilion.

The small building is very finely arranged, with only needles and threads, fabrics, and no sword cheats.

Nan Mengdie burned the fabrics and needles and threads that she had fallen in the small building, she had been reborn, and since she was already dedicated to martial arts, then these past marks should no longer exist.

"Butterfly, what's the matter with you? Burn things in a good way? That's the colorful brocade cloth of the dreamer, you can reverse seven colors in the sun, rare cloth, don't you like this the most before you get married? ”

Hearing the news, Nan Zhao (Nan Mengdie's biological mother), who came in a hurry, just arrived at the small building, and happened to see his subordinates throwing expensive fabrics into the fire.

"My daughter won't touch these anymore, so what's the use of keeping them?" Nan Mengdie looked at the raging flames, her eyes glowing with sorrow, and her originally beautiful face added to her grievances.

Nan Zhao mistakenly thought that her daughter was lamenting marriage, and she took her daughter's hand with pity, only to find that her originally delicate and white hands actually gave birth to thin calluses.

"Alas, the time is also fate!

We're really miserable!

The saint wants our family to marry a concubine to the prince, and it should have been the eldest sister who married first, but pity my daughter!

It's all fate, and it's not up to anyone. ”

Saying that, Nan Zhao asked people to find the incense rouge of the gauntlet:

"I don't know how much the prince doesn't like you, Ju makes your hands look like this, it's okay, use more balsam, and your hands will get better.

Don't resent your sister, she is the pearl of the master's palm, and in a few months, she will be the mother of the palace.

No matter what she is, we can't hold a grudge against her. ”

"I'm tired of my mother."

Nan Mengdie took the balm, she originally wanted to complain to her mother, but before she could speak, her mother was inseparable from fate, which made it difficult for her to speak.

Resigned to fate?

Nan Mengdie doesn't want to accept her fate, she wants her son to live, to have a martial arts body that can dash the world, the so-called fate, she doesn't admit it!.

Although it is said, Nanmengdie can also understand what her mother did.

As a stepmother, Nan Zhao must behave fairly, and she can't be biased towards her stepdaughter or her own daughter.

However, Nan Zhao didn't know that no matter how hard she tried, in the eyes of the stepdaughter, she was the image of a vicious stepmother.

"Don't be sad anymore, the matter of the hand, sooner or later it will be restored, these things, burn them, burn them.

Marry a chicken and a dog and a dog, not to mention that you are marrying a prince with a noble status? Don't be too timid, as long as he gives you some face, the subordinates won't bully you too much, not to mention that you still have a little world! ”

While persuading, Nan Zhao led people out of the courtyard, so as not to look at these things and touch the scene.

"The prince treats me very well, but there are really not as many good tricks in Yuzhou City as in the capital."

Hearing her mother's suspicion of the prince, Nan Mengdie hurriedly explained one or two.

Although it is said that the prince in the previous life did not give her any face, and allowed his subordinates to bully her.

But the prince of this life is different, although he looks a little gentle and lazy, but his temperament is more like a beast high above.

He was indulgent to her, but such indulgence also frightened her.

Nan Zhao looked at his daughter suspiciously, unable to understand why her daughter had only been married for more than two years, and why her personality had changed so much.

"You don't want to follow what your sister said.

The so-called heroine, if you say it is chic, if it sounds bad, it is a crazy woman.

If it weren't for their strong martial arts, the sect behind them would not be easy to mess with, and they would have asked people to dip in the pig cage early. ”

"Mother, don't talk about that."

Nan Mengdie hurriedly opened the topic and didn't let her mother argue more about this matter.

Nan Zhao's statement, Nan Mengdie was also convinced in the past.

The circle in which she lives is indeed full of noble women, and the way of life of the heroine is too unethical in their opinion.

But once she was reborn, she wouldn't be stubborn anymore.

Think about the fact that you can protect yourself if you are strong in martial arts, and you can live as you like, what's wrong with such a life? .

In the final analysis, they live in the backyard, and wherever they look, there is only their square inch.

Why was the heroine who was supposed to be executed able to live wantonly?

Here, the ladies dare not think, cannot think, and will not think.

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Watching the princess gradually walk away, Ying San sighed faintly.

She can feel the princess's enthusiasm for martial arts and her longing for the rivers and lakes.

But the princess thinks too much about martial arts.

In the past, she was also the one who wanted to escape from everything in this rule.

But without power and power, what can she get in the end?

Now I was wrong at the time, and my eyes were full of spring breeze.

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Nan Mengdie chatted with Nan Zhao all the way, and when she walked into the garden, a maid in Tsing Yi hurriedly ran over and knelt on the ground and shouted:

"Oh no, the eldest lady flew up to the roof!"

"What do you mean that the eldest lady is on the roof?"

Nan Zhao's eyes widened, and he asked incredulously.

"This morning, the eldest lady said that she wanted to see the sunrise, so she left the slave and maid, and flew up to the roof alone, and now she is still drinking wine and practicing swords on the roof."

The green-clothed maid hurriedly said, "No matter how much we persuade her, she won't come down." ”

"This, that's really unbelievable!"

Nan Zhao was shocked and angry, how could an ordinary woman be so undignified! If this spreads, their Shangshufu face will be lost!

At the top of the small building, Nan Mengyao was eating wine, looking at the sky, her expression was lonely, and the maids downstairs looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"What's the matter, won't you persuade the master a little? Red flowers, green leaves, you two personal maids are not serving the master well, go down and get punished! ”

As soon as the Nan Zhao family came over, they shouted violently, and the majesty of the housemother made the maids so frightened that they didn't dare to squeak one by one.

The named maid immediately left the small building when she heard this, not daring to say too much.

On weekdays, they dare to laugh and scold Nan Mengyao, because Nan Mengyao has always been very good to them, and she will not beat and scold people at every turn.

But being a housewife is different, and if you don't do it, you will be sold.

How can the slaves mess around in front of the housewife?

Nan Mengdie frowned:

"Sister, what's going on?."

In her previous life, her sister didn't make this scene, probably because of the prince's commitment, and her sister walked quite simply when she entered the palace.

"This kid, acting so arbitrarily, how can he survive in the palace in the future?"

Nan Zhao looked at the figure upstairs worriedly.

Nan Mengyao's martial arts are extremely high, and in the past, Nan Zhao wanted to educate Nan Mengyao with his mother's shelf.

As a result, I was beaten by that little girl.

The guards in the mansion were not Nan Mengyao's opponents at all.

Nan Zhao once cried in front of Nan Shangshu for this matter.

But she was reproached by Nan Shangshu, who loved her daughter, and said that it was her duty to teach women, and what kind of system would it be to cry and make trouble? .

"Call Daddy."

Nan Mengdie commanded the maid beside her.

She knows her sister's temper, which is not easy to get along with.

When she was a child, she embroidered well and was praised by the embroidery lady in front of Nan Mengyao, so that Nan Mengyao could be serious when she learned embroidery.

As a result, Nan Mengyao was angry on the spot, thinking that this was the collusion between Xiuniang and Nan Mengdie to embarrass her, and made a mess of the entire embroidery building.

"Alas, your dad has been so troubled by her lately that he can't sleep."

Nan Zhao wanted to stop it, but Nan Mengdie's maid had already left neatly.

This is the person brought from the palace, how could he be so frightened that he didn't dare to walk because of her words.

After a while, a small servant opened the way and led a middle-aged man with a long beard wearing an eggplant robe and a blue buckle around his waist.

This is a man with a beard that almost hangs down to his chest, looking a little old, but his body is hard.

After he saw Nan Mengyao on the roof, his whole face was red and purple, and he blew his beard angrily and stared.

"What kind of system are you? Hurry down! I'm going to enter the palace as a concubine! Are you deliberately trying to disgrace your father? ”

Nan Shangshu tilted his head and shouted like a rainbow.

He has not had the face to see his colleagues and His Majesty recently, and every time he talks about this eldest daughter, he has a sense of shame that he has been slapped and swollen in the face.

Even the daughter of a subordinate petty official is much more knowledgeable than his eldest daughter.

"Huh? My good father, my daughter is about to marry into the palace, and you still don't allow me to indulge once? ”

Nan Mengyao looked down, her smile was extremely sweet, she raised the white wine jug, and sighed: "There is wine today and drunk today, tomorrow will be sad, tomorrow will be sad." ”

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about? Get me down! ”

Nan Shangshu's anger rushed straight to his head, and he wondered, why did he have such a daughter?

"Dad, if I run away, what do you think will happen to our family?" Nan Mengyao poked her head and suddenly asked.

"What do you say, you rebel girl? You're trying to force our Nan family to death! ”

When Nan Shangshu heard this, his heart jumped, and he was so shocked that he almost died on the spot.

If he runs away, he is afraid that his official position will be gone, and it will even cause trouble to the family, and the consequences will be too terrifying for him to imagine.

"Don't worry, I won't run!"

Hearing this answer, Nan Mengyao smiled miserably.

When she saw her old father's appearance of fainting, she also had a few points in her heart.

She can't run, and if she does, the Nan family will be finished.

"I have a few days left, so let me get away with it."

"Fart!"

Nan Shangshu directly wrapped his foul mouth, and his old face twitched one by one: "Have you learned your embroidery, poetry, and female virtues?"

No, what else do you want to get away with? I'm afraid it's gone directly in the palace! The old man doesn't want a white-haired person to send a black-haired person!. ”

"You know I'm not suitable for the palace, so you have to send me inside?"

Nan Mengyao asked faintly, raised her chin, and drank a little wine:

"Drunk competition, three cups of treasure knife, dangerous mountains and bad waters, woohoo, the past is in a dream."

What mess?

Nan Shangshu's head is as big as a bucket, and he only feels that his daughter's brain circuit is hopeless:

"Shut up, you. You are a noble girl in the capital, and any dream of returning to the rivers and lakes is false. Forget what kind of hunter you are, honestly don't be a demon, count me on your father, I beg you! ”

"Dad, for the sake of the Nan family, I won't run, but you can't be so unreasonable."

Nan Mengyao's face was lost, and her watery eyes were full of accusations.

"Okay, today is the last day, you can't be presumptuous anymore from tomorrow!"

Nan Shangshu almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood, how did he make him look like a wicked person.

His daughter is also confused!

I knew today, why did I call the emperor a brother and a brother in the first place?

If it weren't for the emperor's fancies, Nan Shangshu would still be able to find a son-in-law who knew each other for his daughter.

Now, it's hard for him to ride a tiger! His daughter has become like this, and the emperor still has to be included in the palace, so he can only bite the bullet and pull people back on track.

Listening to her sister Gu Ying's self-pitying words, Nan Mengdie sighed for a while.

The original radical ideas have also been slightly pulled back on track.

It turns out that no matter how high the martial arts are, no power or power, and too many concerns, it is still impossible to transcend the world, and no matter how hard you struggle, it is still useless.

The sister of the previous life was so beautiful, so deeply favored by the saints, who knows how she felt in her heart? .