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Chapter 1210 I'm Not Second Young Master Jian

Almost admitted his mistake.

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

As soon as he saw the half of his face, Nan Yan suddenly froze.

She opened her eyes wide in disbelief, and even more so in her eyes. She stared blankly at the half face exposed under the curtains. After a long time, she said in a hoarse voice.

"simple……"

But after saying this one word, she could no longer say the following words, and her voice was completely hoarse.

Because the person in the carriage is nothing else, it is Jian Ruocheng!

Jian Ruocheng!

Everyone was looking for him, everyone wanted to see him, and now he appeared in front of him!

Nanyan almost thought he was in a dream.

Ran Xiaoyu also saw it.

Her eyesight is better than Nan Yan, but she sees it later than her, but once she sees it clearly, she is so surprised that she can't speak.

In this way, the two of them stood at the intersection of the street, stunned and completely lost their reaction.

At this time, the coachman in the carriage seemed to have heard something, nodded to the carriage, put down the curtain, and the coachman came over and said to Nanyan: "Master, please come to the car and talk."

“…”

He wants to see himself.

Nan Yan's heart could not stop the turbulence, and he nodded immediately, but at this time, Ran Xiaoyu next to him frowned and said, "Empress"

Nan Yan looked back at her.

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

After hearing her words, Nan Yan came to his senses. The other party just asked himself to go over and reminisce about the past.

but

Just as she was about to say something, she looked up and saw that their carriage was about to come over, so she said to Ran Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, just get in the carriage and follow this carriage."

"But"

Ran Xiaoyu was a little hesitant.

Nan Yan said: "I dare not say anything else, but I believe he will not hurt me."

“…”

Ran Xiaoyu could not refute this sentence.

She might doubt anyone, but she still believed Jian Ruocheng's character and his goodness to Nanyan.

So he nodded and said, "Empress, call me immediately if there is something wrong, I will ask the coachman to follow me."

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

She was about to get on the carriage, but she didn't know if it was because of the carriage that was too high or because of her excitement, her hands and feet became weak and her feet slipped, and she almost fell down.

At this moment, one hand stretched out from the curtain and grabbed her wrist.

“…!”

Nan Yan was shocked.

The hand did not let her go, and with force, he pulled her into the carriage and into the carriage.

There was a little dark inside the car.

After all, all the curtains around were put down, and the sun could not shine directly into the car, but Nanyan could still see the person in front of him clearly at first glance.

He has changed a lot.

His cheeks were so thin that they had lost shape, his cheekbones were high, and protruding blue veins could be seen on the forehead, and the edges of his jaw were also revealed. It was not the first time he saw him, he was handsome, gentle, and bright and bright.

Just looking at this glance, a hot feeling surged in Nanyan's eyes.

She sat in front of him and looked at him wearing a blue cloth gown. Although she was still handsome and could not hide his natural temperament, she could understand the heavy feeling of being ashamed.

Nan Yan's voice choked up.

"Second Young Master..."

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

After a while of silence, he let go of the hand holding her wrist. His hands also lost a lot of weight and his joints were protruding.

He locked his hand back into his sleeve and said, "Imperial Concubine, don't call me that."

“…”

"The Jian family is gone anymore. I am not the second son of Jian."

“…”

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

She looked at him and felt that she was full of thoughts and there were too many words coming up to say, but at this moment, tears fell first.

It dripped onto the car.

She said, "The Second Young Master..."

The voice was already crying.

She couldn't imagine what Jian Ruocheng had experienced these days, but after just looking at him, it seemed as if she understood everything. She also hated herself why she hadn't found the murderer for the Jian family and gave him a cleansing innocence.

These tears were not shed for him, but for my own guilt.

Jian Ruocheng looked at her quietly. After a long time, he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve with his thin hand and came to her. However, he hesitated for a moment and handed it to her.

"Stop crying."

Nan Yan took the handkerchief, but did not wipe his tears. Instead, he looked up at him and choked and said, "Young Master, what happened? What happened?"

“…”

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

“…”

"I fell ill after we parted at sea."

"sick?"

Nan Yan was stunned for a moment.

She thought of that terrible night on the sea in a daze, which was also a nightmare she had never dared to touch for so long. The moment the wood chips cut their throat, one of her feet had already stepped into the underworld.

Now, the wound on her throat can no longer be seen, and she has recovered her ability to speak, but the wound on her heart cannot heal.

But Jian Ruocheng said that he fell ill too?

At that time, he should have already boarded the ship he prepared himself. He should have been safe and sound. How could he fall ill?

Nanyan looked at him.

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

That night was also a nightmare for him.

Although he did not see her with his own eyes the scene where she was cut in her throat, swallowed by the sea, and disappeared into the surging waves, he fainted when someone told him.

Afterwards, he fell seriously ill.

For a whole month, he almost stepped into the Hall of Hell with one leg. If it weren't for the heavy responsibility that he had to force himself to get better and accomplish the final thing, perhaps he would have fallen.

I wouldn't know that she had escaped from death.

However, it was precisely because of the month he was seriously ill that he was completely unable to move and could not even return to Peking immediately.

But when he finally got better and finally returned to Peiping, it was

When Nan Yan saw Jian Ruocheng's face suddenly turned pale, he knew that he must have thought of the Jian family.

She said anxiously: "Young Master, what happened to the Jian family? Do you know the truth?"

“…”

Jian Ruocheng calmed down.

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

Even those usual warm eyes were quenched with ice. I looked up at her, my eyes were cold.

He said word by word: "The truth? Don't you know it yet?"
Chapter completed!
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