Your Majesty, the Princess is here to help you with infertility again.

Chapter 149 There is more than one special thing

Nan Suhe turned around and left, but Mannia stopped her immediately:
  "Susu, where are you going?"

Nan Suhe turned her head and replied: "Why, now that I'm back to my parents' home, do I need to report to my second aunt wherever I go?"

"That's not what mother meant..." Mannia said, her face full of grievances, "It's been a long time since you came back, and mother wants to accompany you."

"No need, Second Auntie, I'd better pay my respects to my mother here. I, the princess, have my own things to do."

Nan Suhe left after saying that, but Mannia turned around and rushed over, grabbing Nan Suhe's arm:
  "Susu is going to your mother's room?"

"No one has cleaned there for many years. As a princess now, you are not suitable to go to those places!"

"This man has passed away, and your leaving will only increase your sadness!"

Nan Suhe ignored Mannia's nagging and quickened her pace, walking straight to the door of her mother's courtyard.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Nan Suhe discovered——

Someone has been here!

The last time I came here, I found that no one had cleaned the place all year round, and there were traces of someone's fingers on the dust on the door lock.

But when I came this time, I found that the surroundings were spotless and as clean as new.

"Has anyone been here?" Nan Suhe picked up the lock and said.

Not only that, Nan Suhe also discovered that the lock on this door was very magical.

It doesn't look like an ordinary lock.

This lock looks larger and stronger than ordinary locks, and it seems to have a hidden mechanism.

Nan Suhe couldn't help but frown.

Why does the door lock need to be so special after the death of a woman inside the house?
  "Well, I thought it was approaching the anniversary of my sister's death a few days ago, so I ordered someone to clean it up." Mannia said.

Nan Suhe sneered directly, "I'm afraid I haven't thought of cleaning in the past four or five years, right? Why did I suddenly think of it this time? It's hard for my second aunt!"

"Su Su, how can you say that about your mother..." Mannia wiped her eyes, "My mother also thinks about your father... Oh! That's all, if you want to blame me, just blame me!"

Nan Suhe couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

The mother and daughter, Mannia and Nan Jiaran, were indeed biological children, and their speaking style was so true to their words.

It seemed like he was trying to get her, but actually he told Nan Suhe that if you want to blame her, blame your father. He said it all.

"Open it, I want to go in." Nan Suhe said.

However, when she said this, Nan Suhe soon discovered that Mannia's face, which was originally full of melancholy, suddenly relaxed.

It's still that visible feeling of relief.

"Susu... doesn't have a key either?" Mannia said.

Although she could control her facial expression, Nan Suhe still found that she could not hide her happiness and relaxation.

"What?" Nan Suhe raised an eyebrow.

"My sister passed away and left two keys," Mannia said. "Your brother has one, but the other one is not with you?"

Nan Suhe recalled carefully, and there was indeed no memory of her mother giving anything to the original owner.

As for the elder brother Nan Yiran, he was sent to the military camp by their grandfather, Lord Gu, when he was very young. He has not been back home for more than ten years, and he was also told not to have contact with his family and to train himself in peace.

"Let's do this...Susu, you can take a look at it. Mother is gone. Call me if you need anything." After saying that, Mannia Tingting left in a whisper.

Nan Suhe glanced at the lock and asked Nanny Liu, "Nanny Liu, do you know about the key?"

"I don't know either!" Mother Liu replied, "I thought you, Nan Mansion or the Princess, have the key!"

"That's it..." Nan Suhe nodded, "Since we can't get in, let's go to my room first and take a look!"

"Yes."

The master and servant returned to Nan Suhe's former boudoir, and Nan Suhe began to carefully observe the furnishings and decorations in the room.

The wooden box found last time has been brought back, and Nan Suhe also investigated it specially. The wood of this wooden box is precious small-leaf rosewood.

Not only that, the gadgets inside were very popular among the children of various dignitaries at that time.

Therefore, this also shows that the little fat man at that time was not an ordinary family.

Nan Suhe walked to the original owner's desk and found many scrolls in a scroll.

Nan Suhe picked it up and opened it, his eyes flickering...

Because there were almost all portraits of Si Hanchen.

There are many personal portraits of Si Hanchen in different costumes, and there are also some scenes that seem to record daily life.

Nan Suhe opened the scroll and looked at it, and found that in these daily scenes, Si Hanchen was always shown from behind, always looking as cold as ice.

And the only time he has an expression is when there is a woman by his side.

If you look carefully, you will see that there is a woman appearing in many of the scrolls, and the woman's clothing style and temperament are all the same person.

Slender, weak, pitiful, like an immortal...

"Isn't this Miss Mu Lingshan?" Aunt Liu also looked at the scroll, "How come it appears in your painting, Princess? Still with His Highness?"

Mu Lingshan...

I have heard this name mentioned many times by different people.

This existence is like thunder in the memory of the original owner.

Si Hanchen's favorite person in this life, the white moonlight in his heart, is also the eternal pain in his heart.

"I heard from mother that my sister is back. Let me greet you." At this time, Nan Jiaran came to the door, walked straight in, and came to Nan Suhe's side. "Why, is my sister still recalling the past?"

Nan Jiaran came over and looked at the scroll on the table: "Isn't this the Crown Princess? Hahaha, this is my sister's old enemy!"

Nan Jiaran covered her mouth and smiled: "Now that my sister's wish has been fulfilled, she has successfully snatched away the husband who originally belonged to sister Lingshan. She has won, why can't she let go?"

"Is it because the prince has never forgotten sister Lingshan?"

"Sister, don't be angry. No matter how hard you forget it, Sister Lingshan is also a princess. Although sister, what you did is not worthy of praise, but your long-cherished wish in this life has been fulfilled."

"Stop being hostile to Sister Lingshan."

"Sister Lingshan is very nice!"

Nan Suhe didn't say anything, but in Nan Jiaran's mouth, she became a vicious woman who stole other people's husbands and was always resentful towards others.

"younger sister."

Nan Suhe raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Nan Jiaran:
  "Since Miss Mu is already the Crown Princess, you should respectfully address her as the Crown Princess. Do you who have always been 'elder sister' want to be the younger one for His Highness the Crown Prince, commensurate with the Crown Princess sisters?"

"You!" Unexpectedly, Nan Suhe would say this. Nan Jiaran was instantly deflated, and his originally smiling face turned red and white.

Immediately, Nan Jiaran quickly adjusted his expression, raised the corners of his mouth, picked up a scroll, and continued:

"Sister, please don't get angry whenever the princess is mentioned."

"Now that the prince is also a brother-in-law, sister should think about how to win her husband's heart and not let him keep thinking about other women."

"However, it is difficult for men to forget someone as beautiful as the Crown Princess."

"That's right. At that time, the Crown Princess was chosen as the woman that the imperial aristocracy in Kyoto most wanted to marry. She is gentle, virtuous, kind and pleasant. All the beautiful words can't be said too much about her..."

"Unlike my sister, although she has a beautiful face, her reputation is at the other end of the spectrum."

"My sister was worried before because she always only had a little chubby guy next to her, but what should I do? Unexpectedly, my sister still had the means and managed to snatch His Highness away."

"Little Fatty?"

Nan Suhe instantly raised his head, grabbed Nan Jiaran's wrist, and stared at her:
  "What do you know? Tell me!"

(End of this chapter)