Nan'er pointed to the only big iron door with a pair of delicate jade hands, and a gentle smile appeared on her face.

Han Ming looked in that direction along Nan'er's fingers and saw a hole that was not big or small next to the big iron gate.

"Just just now, the young master kept practicing with his eyes closed. There was food next to the entrance of the cave and slid down on his own. There was a rope tied behind the car, which should have been sent by someone outside." Nan'er's voice was extremely nice and soft, which made Han Ming very comfortable.

Han Ming was a little surprised at this time. He thought that it was the people from Zhu Chiyuan who put the food on the cart and then let the cart run down the slope. The rope should be used to pull it back to the cart until the next meal time.

"Sister Nan'er has eaten it?" Han Ming stuffed a piece of osmanthus cake into his mouth. These snacks were very delicate, and they made people's appetites open and tasted even more delicious.

"These foods are all the specifications of young men. Nan'er is just a servant and doesn't deserve it." Nan'er lowered her head and did not dare to look at Han Ming, as if she was afraid that Han Ming would think she would eat the meal secretly.

The Chi family has extremely strict requirements for servants, and the other aspects of the master and servant are even more strict. If a servant steals the master's food, that kind of beating will inevitably be done.

A maid Nan'er had known before was beaten ten boards for stealing a piece of pastry from a wife. After being beaten, she had to continue working the next day and didn't even have time to recover from her injuries.

Since then, Nan'er has been very careful and dare not do anything that violates the rules, let alone eating these foods that are the young master's specifications, although she hasn't eaten for a long time.

Han Ming was a little confused about Nan'er's expression. He didn't know why she looked a little scared. Han Ming recalled what he said, and there was no problem at all!

"What is the specification of the young master? I'll eat it. Come and let's eat it together." Han Ming pushed a plate of dessert in front of Nan'er.

Nan'er seemed to be startled, quickly took a few steps back and swung her hands repeatedly.

"Nan'er can't eat, this is the young master's meal." Nan'er still dared not make any moves beyond the rules.

"Eat, do you think I can eat so much? Think I'm a pig." Han Ming brought up the snack and delivered it to Nan'er. "Besides, there must be yours here, otherwise there wouldn't be so much on it!"

Nan'er stood there and hesitated for a while, and finally, she seemed to have relieved her doubts with the encouragement of Han Ming's eyes, and slowly walked up to take the plate of snacks.

"Sit down and eat, I feel uncomfortable standing." Han Ming couldn't help but smile when he saw Nan'er taking the snack, and then called Nan'er to sit down.

Nan'er lowered her head, pinched a piece of pastry with her fingers and placed it beside her mouth. She took a bite and chewed it slowly. Nan'er's eating looks very good, and she looks like a lady from a family.

"By the way, did Sister Nan'er eat food delivered by the servants in the bamboo house before? Then how did your maid eat every day?" Han Ming then remembered that he was very curious about how Nan'er eats.

When Nan'er heard Han Ming ask her, she immediately swallowed the pastry in her mouth: "The young masters in Zhu Chiyuan all have two maids. When they are eating, one will go to eat, and the other will follow the young master. On weekdays, the young master will not tell me to do anything, so I have a lot of time to go to the place where the servants eat."

"So that's how it is." Han Ming recalled the matter of choosing a personal maid that day. The second master of the Chi family did ask him to choose two maids, but if it weren't for Mr. Hua, Han Ming would not want to choose either, so he chose one casually.

"Fortunately, she has always told Nan'er to do something, otherwise she might not even have food." Han Ming thought silently in his heart.

Nan'er looked up slightly and peeked at her young master like a thief, feeling inexplicably.

The boy in front of me is probably the only male master of the opposite sex in Zhu Chiyuan's history. As the noble young master of Zhu Chiyuan, he has no airs of a young master at all. He is alone all day long, like a lone man, and is very different from other young masters!

"Young master is pretty good, he is a person worth entrusting his life!" Nan'er's face was a little red, and she thought silently in her heart.

"Bao, you're embarrassed." Nan'er cursed herself in her heart.

"Can Sister Nan'er tell me about your past events? I'm still very bored now." Han Ming's favor for Nan'er increased a lot, mainly because Nan'er's plea to Mr. Hua made him feel a little warm.

Nan'er raised her head in surprise, looked at Han Ming with a little confused look, and didn't know why Han Ming was interested in her past.

In fact, Han Ming was not interested in Nan'er's past, but now he feels that he can no longer treat Nan'er like he used to, so it is still necessary to understand Nan'er.

"Nan'er's real name is Shu Ting, and she is from Lirong Mansion in Luzhou. When Nan'er was three years old, her mother died of illness. A year later, her father was recruited again. She has never seen her again since then. Nan'er has been relying on her grandfather for life." Nan'er paused when she spoke about her grandfather, and her expression darkened, and she slowly put down the pastry in her hand.

"Grandpa raised me alone. Although my life and I were poor, I was really happy in those years. Until I was twelve years old, everything changed drastically. Grandpa's old illness recovered, he coughed up blood every day, and his health became worse day by day." Nan'er's eyes turned red when she said this.

During the years in the Chi family, Nan'er has not had too good sisters, so Nan'er has never told anyone about her past, and she herself tried to avoid thinking about the sad things in the past. Now, because of Han Ming, she felt uncomfortable when she remembered her childhood again.

Han Ming was at a loss by Nan'er's sadness. He would not make the girl happy. He secretly regretted why he asked Nan'er to talk about the past. It would be better now, and he almost made people cry.

"Sister Nan'er, don't say anything if you feel uncomfortable." Han Ming said this after holding it in for a long time.

"It's okay, the young master wants to hear it, Nan'er can continue to say it." Nan'er rubbed her eyes and squeezed out a smile.

Han Ming secretly scolded himself for asking for trouble for nothing, why did he cause Nan'er's sadness? He just said it casually, not wanting to know Nan'er's past.

Han Ming did not continue to insist that Nan'er stop talking, because he knew that what he should do most now is to be a listener, just listen quietly.

"Later, when my grandfather met the Chi family recruiting servants, I was sold to the Chi family. Before leaving, my grandfather said that he would definitely come back to find me, but after I was sold to the Chi family, I never saw my grandfather again." Nan'er's voice was a little choked, as if she was holding back the discomfort in her heart.

Han Ming still understands this kind of family affection. Blood is thicker than water and it remains unchanged. For some reason, a sensation of discomfort also surges in his heart. He feels empty and panic-ridden.

"After entering the Chi family, I looked forward to my grandfather coming back and taking me away all day long, so I worked hard every day, wanting to get more rewards, and waiting to leave with my grandfather in the future. Until one day, I went out with the purchasing maid, and unexpectedly learned that my grandfather passed away three days after selling me to the Chi family, and I was not with him." Nan'er's eyes were red, and she tried hard to hold back and did not shed tears.

Nan'er's sad look made people want to hold Nan'er in her arms and protect her. Han Ming looked at Nan'er's sad look and couldn't help but feel a little pity.

"Grandpa sold me to the Chi family for no reason. He was afraid that I would be helpless in the future, so he wanted to find a home for me before the end of his life. The Chi family is a very good choice. Many people want to enter the Chi family but still can't get in!" Nan'er's sadness was forcibly suppressed, and she forced a smile to Han Ming.

Han Ming sighed silently in his heart, and secretly decided in his heart that he would take good care of Nan'er in the future. Even if he travels east one day, he would prepare a way out for Nan'er. After all, Zhu Chiyuan would not let him leave simply. At least Mr. Hua's cheap master would not let him go, so it would inevitably involve Nan'er.

Han Ming took out a handkerchief from somewhere and handed it to Nan'er.

"Sister Nan'er, don't be sad. It's all over. Grandpa must want you to live happily."

Nan'er sniffed the snot, took the handkerchief handed over by Han Ming, wiped his eyes, and looked at Han Ming with gratitude.

Han Ming smiled and reached out and handed another snack to Nan'er: "Sister Nan'er, don't think about it. Come and have some snacks. I will have something to bother you in the future. Don't be tired."

For some reason, Nan'er has a natural affection for Han Ming. Maybe Han Ming chose her among the dozen maids, or maybe she was the training she received, and maybe she devoted herself to her master.

After Nan'er talked about her past with Han Ming, she felt that her relationship with Han Ming was a little closer, and Han Ming also had a similar feeling.

"As long as the young master ordered, Nan'er will do it as he does not feel tired. Nan'er was selected from thousands of people, not only knowing how to eat idle food." Most of Nan'er's sadness was gone, and a trace of pride flashed in her eyes. It seemed that it was extremely difficult to be selected to be in Zhuchi Mansion.

In fact, this is the case. There are many servants from the Chi family in Luzhou, and it is not easy to stand out from it. This is not something that can be done just by being beautiful.

After Han Mingcaocao had eaten, he slowly tried to stand up. He didn't want to waste any time. His wasteful qualifications could not be wasted.

Seeing Han Ming trying to stand up from the stone bed, Nan'er immediately stood up from the chair and stretched out her two slender arms to support Han Ming.

Han Ming didn't want Nan'er to support him, but there were two silver needles in his legs, and the white yellow gall poison below his knee had not been relieved. It was a bit difficult to stand up with his own strength alone. Han Ming smiled at Nan'er and let Nan'er support him.

After standing up, Nan'er put on a long outer robe for Han Ming. Han Ming was still a little embarrassed. Now he was only wearing a pair of shame-covering shorts.

As soon as Han Ming started to use the Na Yuan Gong, he felt that there were much less toxins on his legs, which confused him. He was sure that this was definitely not the effect of Mr. Hua's antidote. The two silver needles completely hindered the spread of the medicinal properties into his legs, and the medicinal properties had long been refined by him with the nameless mouth.

"Is it the Poison Emperor Grass? Didn't Mr. Hua say that after eating the Poison Emperor Grass, he might not be able to invade all poisons!" Han Ming secretly guessed in his heart.

"Sister Nan'er, take me around." Han Ming quickly threw the toxins on his legs behind his head. According to the reduction of the toxins, it could be completely relieved in just one hour. Now I'd better get familiar with this unfamiliar environment, otherwise Han Ming would always feel uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!