Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 903: Are You Nan Feng?

Chapter 903: Chapter 903: Are You Nan Feng?

Song Cheng ultimately felt that Tuoba Lie was a talent, but he always sensed a distinct line between good and evil in him. Points of righteousness and wickedness were like a ticking bomb.

After resting for the night, they continued on their journey the next day.

Nan Feng had changed back into the clothes she arrived in, along with her original hairstyle, resembling a noble lady from Dashun.

When she headed out, she also saw Song Cheng. He was still chatting with Tuoba Lie at that time. Nan Feng didn’t like to join the crowd, so she decided to board the sedan first.

However, at the moment one of her feet stepped onto the carriage, a scene suddenly flashed across her mind—

It must have been a scene from Dajin. The streets were filled with lanterns. Inside a sedan, Song Cheng slowly lifted the curtain, revealing a face as black as coal, and beside the sedan stood a tall figure.

The scene flashed by like lightning, disappearing immediately, but it left a significant impact on Nan Feng. It was then, she suddenly missed her footing and failed to steady herself, suddenly falling over.

"Ouch," she must have sprained her ankle, as a wave of pain surged through it, and she couldn’t help but cry out.

Her voice attracted the attention of both Tuoba Lie and Song Cheng.

"Nan Feng, what happened?" Tuoba Lie immediately went to help Nan Feng up, his face full of concern, "Are you alright?"

Nan Feng?

Upon hearing this name, Song Cheng suddenly straightened up.

Turning around, he saw a slender lady in Tuoba Lie’s arms, with a petite nose and beautiful eyes. Wasn’t it Nan Feng?

He was about to call out to Nan Feng, but a thought flashed through his mind: Why would Nan Feng be with Tuoba Lie? Wasn’t she supposed to have fallen off a cliff and not returned?

Nan Feng’s ankle was twisted. She was carried by Tuoba Lie to sit on the side. He lifted her skirt to look at her foot, but Nan Feng subconsciously pushed him away. Ladies of this era wrapped themselves up tightly, and exposing even a bit of skin was considered indecorous.

"At this time, just let me have a look," Tuoba Lie said, "I’m not a stranger, after all."

Song Cheng also walked over and squatted in front of Nan Feng, "Lady Nan Feng, how badly are you hurt?"

Nan Feng was somewhat dazed and then asked Song Cheng, "How do you know my name is Nan Feng?"

Song Cheng was surprised as well. Nan Feng shouldn’t fail to recognize him.

Yet now, with Nan Feng speaking, Song Cheng was even more certain she did know him. That voice, that tone, and the accent, it was definitely Nan Feng without a doubt.

"The Second Prince just called you by your name. I remembered it," said Song Cheng.

"No wonder. But I just saw your lordship and felt you were very familiar, as if we had met somewhere before," recalled Nan Feng, thinking of the fleeting scene that had crossed her mind.

She had even forgotten the pain in her foot, and it really wasn’t that painful to begin with.

"Lady Nan Feng has seen me before?" asked Song Cheng, thinking he could not acknowledge Nan Feng before things were clarified.

From the side, Tuoba Lie was getting impatient: "She’s a girl from our grasslands and the lady I am about to marry. How could she have seen Lord Song?"

"Oh, then it must have been a misunderstanding," said Song Cheng.

Tuoba Lie was going to marry Nan Feng?

But looking at how Nan Feng was refusing Tuoba Lie, it seemed like she was not willing to take part in this matter.

This was something he had to report to Ye Ge as soon as possible.

...

Dusk.

Ye Ge stood atop the city wall, watching the distant sun about to set.

His days were extremely monotonous. No need to fight, he only had to supervise the training of the people below each day, so he came to this city wall to watch the sunset every evening.