Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 908: Are You Awesome, or Is Nangong Ye Awesome?

Chapter 908: Chapter 908: Are You Awesome, or Is Nangong Ye Awesome?

Later, when she thought about it again, she suddenly slapped her forehead, "Nangong Ye, isn’t that the General Nangong whom the common folk in the Capital City of Dajin hold in such high esteem?"

The original owner’s husband was actually such a figure?

Impressive indeed, no wonder she had always felt like she had been to the Capital City before, entered the Imperial Palace, and even stayed at that Inn.

Nan Feng wondered, what should she do next?

Should she approach that Nangong Ye, let him take her out first, and then tell him the truth, saying she’s not his wife?

Or should she just accept the mistake and act as his wife?

No, she couldn’t take what belonged to someone else.

Yet now, whenever she thought of that Nangong Ye, she couldn’t sleep.

Could there really be such coincidences in the world, a man one glance at whom was unforgettable for a lifetime?

Nan Feng returned in front of the tent and remembered that she could perform light-footed martial arts, she suddenly realized that it must be because the original owner could do so too, therefore, she had inadvertently learned some of it.

In that case, the original owner must have had quite a good life before—she could ride horses, practice acrobatics, her husband was a great general, she could do business, grow vegetables, truly a woman who could grace a Hall and fit into the kitchen, ascend to the heavens and descend to the earth, and even make face masks.

Wait, face masks?

Did they have such things in ancient times?

Nan Feng thought again, perhaps it was just her lack of knowledge.

But what if they didn’t?

Could it be something she came up with? Tuoba Lie had been here for two years already, could she have also been here for two years?

The person married to Nangong Ye, could it really be herself, only she had fallen and damaged her brain, thus losing a part of her memory?

How exactly it happened, she could only ask Nangong Ye.

"What are you thinking about?" Inside the tent, Tuoba Lie walked in and said to Nan Feng.

Nan Feng was startled at first, but she was already accustomed to Tuoba Lie’s way of inviting himself in.

"Nothing much," Nan Feng smiled.

"Nothing?" Tuoba Lie was naturally puzzled; he moved closer to Nan Feng, "You still smile so happily though? But seeing you laugh puts my mind at ease, I now understand that King You of Zhou and his beacon fires. For a smile from a beauty, he really did go to great lengths."

For the first time, Nan Feng started to have a conversation with Tuoba Lie, "Speaking of beacons, that reminds me of war. Some time ago, my maid told me you are formidable in battle, if the Dajin dynasty hadn’t sent General Nangong, you’d have marched right into Dajin City by now."

"Could it be that Nan Feng, after what that maid said, has started to admire me?" Tuoba Lie chuckled, his hand landing on Nan Feng’s shoulder.

Nan Feng laughed and pushed away Tuoba Lie’s shoulder, but her demeanor was noticeably softer than before, "So who is more formidable, you or Nangong Ye?"

Upon hearing that, Tuoba Lie lifted Nan Feng’s chin, "What do you think?"

Nan Feng slapped Tuoba Lie’s hand away, "I guess you’re a bit more formidable, and why? Because you’re ruthless. Back in Dajin, I heard that Nangong Ye was the epitome of righteousness, a general through and through, whereas you come from a more unconventional background."

Even though there was a hint of provocation and a touch of sarcasm in Nan Feng’s words, she was smiling, so Tuoba Lie didn’t take offense, "It doesn’t matter if it’s a black cat or a white cat, the one that catches the mouse is a good cat."

Nan Feng thought to herself that Tuoba Lie’s refrain from slandering Nangong Ye indicated that Nangong Ye’s image truly was as described.

The original owner of her body must have fallen at the border between the two countries, and she must have been Nangong Ye’s wife. But why did she fall? Was it a deliberate trap or did she leave in a fit of anger?