The Nanqiao Family's Little One Grows Up

Nan Qiao entered the Weiting Pavilion at the age of nine, and happened to be assigned to the generation with the surname Nan.

Young Nan Qiao always thought Nan sounded just like the word for "man," making her name sound like a boy's.

Yu Nan entered the pavilion at the same time, but was adopted as the Weiting Pavilion's young master's younger sister and renamed Mu Wan. She went on to live a life of luxury, entirely unlike Nan Qiao's.

Mu Cenfeng became the young master of the Weiting Pavilion at nineteen, but even after eight years, he still couldn't remember Nan Qiao's name.

"Nan Qiao? Don't know her." He turned indifferently and walked back into his room.

Is "Nan Qiao" really that hard to remember?

Nan Qiao rolled up her trousers, picked up a wooden basin, and glared furiously at the door he had shut.

She would spend her whole life making Mu Cenfeng remember her decidedly unlovely name.

There's a bit of a "You were born before I was" feeling (?)

The heroine isn't a naive, helpless girl... Don't be misled by the blurb...

This time I promise it'll have a happy ending...

A light-novel-style historical romance with no fighting, power struggles, bloodshed, violence, or complicated plot to think about...

This time, I'm trying my hand at raising a girl...

PS: This story won't be long.

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[Cover and promotional art by Xiao Jiu]

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