Chapter 750: Marry Me

Nan Jiaojiao threw back the water skin to him, “A man about to die, afraid of one last poison?”

At that moment, he felt that this girl was truly ruthless toward him.

He suggested they escape together as partners, she didn’t agree, but Hannian kept following her.

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t drive him away, and so his skin grew thicker.

Later on, he noticed the mark of the Killing Alliance on her, but he didn’t care at the time.

He thought that after meeting up with his people, he would ensure her safety along the way.

Little did he know that people from the Killing Alliance found them first, and it was White Fox who came, treating Nan Jiaojiao with utmost respect, as if serving an ancestor.

Hannian hadn’t met the Little Princess before, nor did he associate Nan Jiaojiao with the identity of “Little Princess,” simply thinking she held a certain status within the Killing Alliance.

Later on, with her help, Hannian fought his way back, personally killed two traitors, and with thunderous measures quelled the internal strife, firmly securing his position as the ruler of Mingzhou.

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t leave immediately; there were still unfinished matters for her here.

Before leaving, she rescued Tuantuan.

The little girl was only one year old, hanged by bandits and dipped in a paint can several times, almost suffocating, and now she suffers from asthma.

Nan Jiaojiao personally took care of her, and even slept beside her at night.

She wanted to adopt Tuantuan, and Hannian jokingly said, “Sure, but you alone don’t meet the adoption requirements.

Marry me, and I’ll help you.”

It was just a tease, but Nan Jiaojiao took it seriously.

She threw an ID card at him.

It was the first time he knew that her name was “Nan Nan.”

Real name or fake, it didn’t matter as long as it could be used.

Regrettably, just before the procedures could be completed, someone—God knows who—nagged her, and in Mingzhou, the criteria for adopting an orphan were not so strict; one person could adopt too.

The marriage didn’t go through, and Nan Jiaojiao got tangled up with other matters again, entrusting Tuantuan to him before she left.

“Daddy.”

The milky voice of the little one pulled Hannian back from his distant thoughts.

His eyes slightly moved, and he lifted Tuantuan, “What’s wrong, little treasure?”

Tuantuan pouted, her eyes bright and teary.

Hannian chuckled lightly, scraping her nose, “If you want to cry, cry.

You don’t have to hold back in front of me.

Everyone’s gone, who are you being good for?”

With that said, Tuantuan couldn’t hold it in anymore, opening her mouth to cry.

It wasn’t a loud wailing cry, nor a feeble one.

She tried to force a few sobs, probably feeling uncomfortable; the crying softened a bit, rash in places and then turning into little sobs.

If it weren’t for those sincere tears, Hannian almost thought the little girl was acting with him.

He smiled as he wiped her tears, “There you go, you can only bully me, acting all timid in front of her.”

Tuantuan rubbed her eyes, her little face as dirty as a little tabby cat, staring steadily at him, “We won’t see her again, will we?”

Hannian just pulled out a tissue, crumpling it with his fingertips, hiding any sign of his disturbance from Tuantuan, lifted his hand, and concealed the flash of loss in his eyes entirely.

“There, why cry?

You still have me, don’t you?”

Tuantuan cried even louder, “Daddy, if you can’t comfort someone…

then don’t say anything.”

“Hey!” Hannian laughed out of exasperation, “Still complaining, huh?”

Tuantuan glanced at him twice, using the back of her hand to wipe her eyes, crying pitifully.

“We’ll meet again if it’s meant to be.”

Hannian carried Tuantuan into the dining room, where Yeh Xiao brought breakfast.

Hannian sat Tuantuan on his lap, breaking a bun into pieces and feeding her bite by bite.

With every bit he fed her, she sobbed twice; after a few more bites, the sobbing stopped.

You have to eat when it’s time to eat.