Director Ning’s Little Husband

When Bai Lian woke up, the dazzling sunlight outside jolted him upright in bed. After the sudden movement, he realized […]

“Don’t just focus on collecting the red envelopes from the wedding party—get moving! Keep your eyes open and greet the

“I am a fated acquaintance,” the boy replied. Bai Lan, hearing his slick words, assumed it was a drunk youth

Ning Muyan emerged from the academy. Most students had already left. Rarely did he get to taste Bai Lan’s cooking,

“Grandmother was overjoyed when Madam Shi left. I heard they are choosing a date,” Ning Zhengyu said with a smile.

When Bai Lan returned home, he was still somewhat dazed. How had he suddenly gained a godfather and godmother? But

By the time Bai Lan and Ning Muyan returned from the Shi residence, it was already afternoon. At the Ning

Seeing Ning Muyan’s carriage, Bai Lan ran out eagerly, unable to wait for him to dismount. Jiang Zichun, seeing Bai

Bai Lan was starving. When he returned home and began to eat, he could barely take a few bites. Exhausted,

After the academy was finished, the leftover construction debris was cleared, and gardeners gradually brought in plants. Some old locust

By the time Bai Lan returned to the clinic, it was late. After having dinner with Jiang Zichun, he stayed

News soon spread through the prefectural city: this year’s top-ranked scholar had not participated in the palace examination, and the

Bai Lian had not rested in such a quiet environment for a long time. The next day, he ended up

“How did you stay in there so long? How is my older brother?” Bai Lian replied quietly, “He’s doing very

Bai Lan remained silent for a moment, feeling that the words sounded as though he had just returned from taking

April brought mild weather, with few rainy days, and the streets were busy. Bai Lan watched the lakeside, already a

That morning, local farmers arrived to sell medicinal herbs gathered from the mountains. Bai Lan inspected the fresh herbs, still

Seeing Bian Daiyun—always proud, like a peacock in Bai Lan’s memory—now tearful, Bai Lan wiped his own eyes. He had

Bai Lan held his bundles, turning his face away from Ning Muyan. The two sat in the carriage, the air

The two sat across from each other at the table, silence stretching between them. The room was quiet, as both