The Peasant Girl’s Name Moves the World

Chapter 503: How shameless!

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Nalan Jinnian's body stiffened. He quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, but he almost couldn't swallow it because he hadn't chewed it completely!

The food got stuck in his esophagus and slowly slid down, squeezing so hard that his heart ached.

But he couldn't care less, turned around, held the girl in his arms, and asked impatiently: "What are you lying to me about?"

"Of course I lied to you about having a husband and a child."

Nalan Jinnian: "..."

So he was jealous for a long time in vain? !

"Let me tell you about my past life!..." Wen Nuan said softly.

: Her voice is a bit ethereal, making it difficult to grasp her emotions.

Nuan Nuan told the story of his previous life in a concise and concise manner.

She trusted him, that's why she said it.

Besides, even if he is afraid of himself and doesn't treat himself as a normal person after knowing it, Nuan Nuan is not afraid either.

Well, if he wanted to harm her and Nuan Nuan thought she would kill him, she would still have a way.

Of course, Wen Nuan believed that he was not such a person, and she only said it if she really believed in him.

A person who just had a suspicion in his mind and already started to take action to protect her.

Such a person who protects her wholeheartedly makes her not want to hide it from him.

What's more, if you speak out, you will be able to do things more unscrupulously in the future!

He can help me get through everything.

Nalan Jinnian felt heartbroken after hearing this.

In her previous life, she was burned alive trying to save others

How much does that hurt

Moreover, in the most beautiful years of her life, due to a sudden change in the family, in order to shoulder the responsibilities of the family, she had not lived a single day for herself.

How regrettable is this

Nalan Jinnian knew that she died like this in her previous life, and he wished that in her previous life, she had a husband who loved her, a pair of lovely children who loved each other, and lived happily until the end of her life, just like she had lied to herself before!

He held her tightly. In this life, he would do his best to protect her and let her live a long life in peace!

Nalan Jinnian suddenly thought that if someone knew that she had "travelled" over.

Then someone will definitely take the opportunity to clamor to burn her alive.

Now because of herself, someone has started to deal with her.

He looked solemn: "Don't tell anyone else about this, not anyone!"

There are indeed people in this world who can be trusted, but there are too many unexpected things that can destroy that trust.

Wen Nuan rolled his eyes at him: "It's natural. I'm not stupid! I never thought about telling anyone. I'm telling you just because I have a lot of things to do. Well, if others suspect me, please help me get over it. Got it!"

"Okay!" Nalan Jinnian couldn't help but feel happy. She never thought of telling others, but she told herself!

This proves that he is the person she trusts most in her heart!

This knowledge made Nalan Jinnian feel extremely excited!

And it is his responsibility to protect her, so there is no need for her to ask for it.

Nalan Jinnian hugged the warm hands tightly.

"Are you still going to eat? The food is cold." Wen Nuan pointed at the food on the table in an awkward manner.

Nalan Jinnian's tenderness and sweetness were interrupted by someone's words.

"Eat, you feed me? My shoulder hurts."

Nuan Nuan rolled his eyes at him: He deserves it!

I told him to recuperate, but he just walked around!

"Eat it or not! Who told you not to be obedient? I have to paint a picture, so I don't have time!"

After saying that, Nuan Nuan left someone's arms and walked back to the desk to continue drawing!

Nuan Nuan plans to draw a portrait of a baby that combines the good looks of Wu Qiye and the Wen family.

Hanging it in the bedroom and looking at it every day, Wen Jiamei must be in a good mood!

Nalan Jinnian: "......"

Heartless little guy!

Don't you know how to spend more time in his arms, act coquettishly or something like that

God knows how many women want to throw themselves into their arms

She didn't care at all.

That's why he was worried that she still remembered her husband from her previous life and couldn't help but feel jealous.

Nalan Jinnian looked at Nuan Nuan standing at the desk and getting busy.

But what can be done is up to her.

Otherwise his heart will not agree!

~

the next day

Early in the morning, Nuan Nuan accompanied Wu and others to buy fabrics and other items.

Wen Ling and Wen Qian also went out together.

The two of them went back immediately, both wanting to buy some souvenirs for their parents and relatives and friends in their hometown.

The family first went to a cloth store to pick out various fabrics.

The workshop that Wen Nuanjia and Ning Huaijie collaborated on is also on track and is about to open a fabric shop.

Although there is a cloth shop at home, there are also good fabrics from outside cloth shops. Each cloth shop has its own well-made fabrics, so they will also buy them outside.

After buying the cloth, they asked the cloth shop to deliver it to Shichanghou Mansion. The group then went to a jewelry store to buy some jewelry.

Wu bought a longevity lock and a gold bracelet for children.

Then I bought a gift for all the relatives in my natal family.

She has relatives on her mother's side, and she has not forgotten her relatives on her husband's side.

They bought it for Wen Jiagui and his wife, Wen Qian and Wen Ling, and Wen Jiaxiang's family of three.

I picked ones with different styles but similar prices.

Then I bought some small gifts for the people I had good relationships with in the village, especially those who worked in their own workshops, as a gift for the Dragon Boat Festival.

Wen Qian and Wen Ling also bought a few things, all paid for by Wu. In the end, they were too embarrassed to buy more.

After buying the things, I left the jewelry store and was about to get on the carriage to go back home, when I happened to meet Wen Wan and Wen Yu who had finished delivering them.

Wen Wan left the city early in the morning to see Wen Liang off to his appointment. Dafang and his family followed, leaving only Wen Yu in the capital.

Wen Wan saw Nuan Nuan and the others on the carriage and immediately asked the driver to stop.

With the help of the maid, she got out of the carriage and walked to Nuan Nuan with a happy look on her face. She said with a smile: "Fourth Aunt, Sister Nuan, are you here to buy jewelry?"

Wu looked over, saw it was her, and nodded: "Yes."

Wen Wan didn't seem to notice Wu's lack of enthusiasm. She smiled and said: "I sent my eldest brother and grandpa out of the city just now! My eldest brother went to take office today. I was planning to pay a visit to Changhou Mansion when I went back, but I didn't expect We met here. Let’s go! I’ll go back home with my fourth aunt.”

Nuan Nuan refused directly and unceremoniously: "Sorry, there are guests in the house today, so it is not convenient to receive you."

Nuan Nuan was telling the truth. Tomorrow Wang and Wen Chun will set off back to Ningyuan County. Today Ning Huaijie and his parents, as well as Lin Tingxuan, Liang Ziyun, the Eighth Princess and others will come to see them off.

Wen Wan's expression froze, but she still smiled and said, "That's it! Then I'll visit you next time."

Wen Yu, who followed Wen Wan out of the carriage and rolled his eyes, was so shameless!

Even the imperial grandson’s concubines dare to refuse!

After Wen Wan finished speaking, she looked at Wen Ling and Wen Qian: "Sister Qian, Sister Ling, we haven't gotten together for a long time. I don't know if I'm free today, but I want to get together with you. I have something for you. How about accompanying me to the First Prince’s Mansion?”

Wen Qian shook her head directly: "I'm not free today, I have to go back and help with Zongzi, maybe next time!"

Wen Wan looked at Wen Ling.

Wen Wan expected that Wen Ling would not refuse if she told the story about the First Prince's Mansion.