Nan Baoyi raised her head and stared at Xiao Yi.

Although what he said was beautiful, but...

She lightly locked Xuan Yue's eyebrows and wiped off the plum petals on her face in disgust. "The petals are full of the second brother's saliva, so dirty."

Xiao Yi coaxed her: "The petal veneer is the makeup from ancient times. Jiaojiao was young and had never read many books, so she didn't understand it."

Nan Baoyi wiped her face with a veil.

Although she is not as knowledgeable as a powerful minister, she has read at least two or three hundred books in the past year, so she has never heard of any petal veneer.

The powerful minister is bullying her!

She spoke proudly: "I am already thirteen years old and no longer a child. I want to be a famous lady with great qualities, so I don't care about my second brother."

The stomach is... very large?

Xiao Yi glanced at her belly.

Hidden in the rabbit-haired red cloak, it is about small and soft.

He suddenly felt the urge to touch it, but fortunately he restrained it.

At this time, the lonely moon is in the sky and the snow is clear.

The bustle in the front yard gradually dissipated, and the maids went back to their respective bedrooms in groups of three or three. It was late at night.

Nan Baoyi listened with his ears and vaguely heard the sound of clappers coming from the street.

"It's three o'clock in the hour..." She got up and dusted her skirt, "Second brother, I should go back to Songheyuan to sleep. If I don't go back, Heye can't find anyone, so I'm worried."

After walking a few steps, I realized that the snow water was pouring into the embroidered shoes.

The soles of my feet were cold and as if I had lost consciousness.

She lowered her head and rubbed her feet.

Xiao Yi stood behind her.

The little girl's movements of rubbing her embroidered shoes were so obedient.

His eyes fell on her embroidered shoes, and the upper of Shu Jin was stained dark, obviously wet by falling snow, so even the silk stockings inside were wet.

It would be strange if you walk back to Songheyuan in cold weather and don’t get caught in the wind and cold.

He silently, and suddenly picked her up.

Nan Baoyi exclaimed.

She grabbed Xiao Yi's cloak, "Second brother?"

"good."

The young man's voice was indifferent and he hugged her and walked towards Songheyuan.

His words seemed to have strange power. Nan Baoyi lowered his eyelashes, but it was indeed not a big deal.

She nestled in his warm and spacious cloak, smelling the unique fragrance of mountains and rivers on his body, and her heart was extremely peaceful and sweet.

His arms were steady and powerful, and he hugged her and walked far away in the snow, but it was not bumpy at all.

Nan Baoyi pursed her lips and secretly glanced at him like a thief.

The powerful minister, with a sable golden crown and leather-wearing military boots, looks very beautiful.

The phoenix eyes showed a rare seriousness, like a deep sea.

What is he thinking?

It must be thinking about spring drought, famine, and how to save more people.

He is a hero who stands tall!

The lonely moon is gentle.

She suddenly wanted to give the powerful minister a red bean...

Xiao Yi stepped into Songheyuan.

He thought that the little girl in his arms was soft and soft, and it was very fragrant when she picked her up. He really wanted to touch her belly and see if it was as gentle as he imagined...

In the bedroom, Heye was already anxious and had already sent the little maid in the yard to find someone.

Seeing that her lady was taken back by Xiao Yi, she hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Miss has caused trouble for the Marquis again? Fortunately, the Marquis is willing to take care of you, so you should thank him."

Xiao Yi put Nan Baoyi on the embroidery bed, squatted down on one knee in front of the bed, and ordered: "Go and bring a basin of hot water."

He Ye trusted him now. Before Nan Baoyi could speak, he turned his head and went to serve hot water.

Xiao Yi took off Nan Baoyi's embroidered shoes and silk socks.

The little girl's feet were so cold that they were cold and cold in her palm.

Nan Baoyi was pinching the skirt, feeling very embarrassed.

She tried hard to retract her feet, and said stutteringly: "Second brother..."

Xiao Yi knew she was shy.

But her feet were frozen like this, what other bad thoughts could he have?

The lotus leaves quickly brought hot water and presented the clean silk stockings to Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi stuffed the silk stockings into his arms casually.

He then soaked Nan Baoyi's feet in hot water, rolled up silk pants and skirt for her, scooped hot water with a small golden scoop, and slowly dripped it down from her calves.

Nan Baoyi let out a soft "hiss".

My feet were frozen in the snow, and after returning to the house, I soaked in hot water. It felt like I was coming back to life, which was so comfortable!

The north wind outside the house whistled like a wild beast.

The lights and flowers in the bedroom are quiet and warm, making it the best place to live on winter nights.

Nan Bao's erotic skirt was scattered between the couch, and she supported the bed and secretly glanced at Xiao Yi.

The powerful minister still knelt on one knee and carefully warmed her feet.

His side face is graceful and beautiful, with thin lips pursed in a serious curve, and he looks very attentive.

A strand of hair fell from the corner of his forehead and crossed the bridge of his high nose.

Nan Baoyi felt itchy inexplicably.

She leaned over slightly, stretched out her hand, subconsciously clearing the strand of hair for him.

He raised his eyes and looked at each other.

Nan Baoyi quickly retracted her hand and said with a red face: "Hair fell off, covering your sight...I will not leave behind you."

Xiao Yi bent his thin lips.

Nan Baoyi's cheeks were even redder.

She gently bit her lips and twisted her face unnaturally.

Xiao Yi took the dry towel handed by He Ye and carefully wiped the water droplets for her, "Is it still cold?"

Nan Baoyi's eyelashes fluttered, and she raised her hand to cover her face, "It's very hot..."

"hot?"

"nothing!"

Nan Baoyi was embarrassed by her loss of composure and turned her head to get into the bed, "You go quickly!"

When she was stared by the powerful ministers again, she felt that her heart seemed to be about to burst out of her chest!

Xiao Yi stood in front of the brocade tent, looking at the arching ball in the quilt, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and smile.

The little girl is too thin-skinned. What should I do in the future?

He leaned over to the quilt and said, "Nan Jiaojiao, brother brings you back and warms your feet, but you turned your head and got into the quilt... Is this your way of hospitality?"

The little girl in the quilt shook.

Soon, a small hand that looked like a tender lotus root reached out, her tail finger was raised up, and a brand new silver note was pinching between her fingers.

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows.

Is this girl trying to send him a silver note?

Is he short of money?

He looked at her bed again inquiringly.

He sneered: "It turns out that there are silver notes hidden in Nan Jiaojiao's quilt."

"Second brother, I don't have a silver note..."

The buzzing sound of Nan Baoyi came from the depths of the bed, but the persuasiveness was very average.

Xiao Yi flirted his robe and sat leisurely beside the bed, "Nan Jiaojiao, get up, pour tea for me. How could my brother come to the door, so how could he not even have a cup of tea?"

"It's late at night, and I can't sleep if I drink tea."

"Then corn juice."

But Nan Baoyi refused to show her head like a quail, "I don't have corn juice here... Second brother, come back to Chaowenyuan!"

There was a rumbling sound in the bedroom, and a scream suddenly came from outside, breaking the tranquility of the snowy night.

Shi Yan rushed in with a long sword, and the blade was covered with blood: "Master, something happened in the front yard! A group of bandits broke into the southern mansion and started a massacre in the mansion!"

Xiao Yi twisted the money and his eyes were cold: "Bandit?"

"If you guessed it right, you should be Hong Laojiu's man. He has many shops in Jinguan City, and the shops are all from bandits. If you return to your old business tonight, it must be for the wealth of the Southern Palace."

The brocade quilt was lifted.
Chapter completed!