Nan Baoyi handed him a handkerchief.

She said seriously: "Uncle, don't use me anymore. I sympathize with your experience, but if you dare to use me and my second brother again, I will definitely not let you go."

Wei Jiannan took the handkerchief and chuckled: "Miss is smart, but too soft-hearted."

"Because I have tasted that everyone around me is as hard as iron, I am willing to be soft-hearted and be kind to others. I always believe that goodness will be rewarded."

Nan Baoyi turned around and stepped into the tent.

Wei Jiannan stood outside the tent.

“Good will be rewarded…”

He savored the word and sneered.

Although he was disdainful, he still acted as a loyal guard and stood outside the tent with a knife.

The night is getting deeper.

Nan Baozhu had not come back yet, Nan Baoyi slept alone on the couch, and she couldn't sleep.

With the young master here, she is not worried about something happening to Zhuzhu.

It was just the first time I was resting in the military camp, and the sound of soldiers' training came from a distance, reminding her that this was a place with many men, which made her feel uneasy.

She tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

It seems that I can't feel safe when I get into the quilt, but I feel sweaty.

She sighed softly, simply sat on the couch, took out the history books she brought with her, and looked through them with two soybean-like oil lamps.

The big tent next door.

Xiao Yi ordered the matter of taking over the military camp.

All the leaders who were loyal to him in the army had their lives and were unwilling to surrender. All the secret guards were killed and replaced by the position of trusted persons.

A military power change unfolded quietly in the darkness.

Xiao Yimu turned around and changed into a black silk bedding.

He was too lazy to tie his laces, letting his collar open, and lay leisurely on the soft couch.

I don’t know what Nan Jiaojiao is doing at this time.

The military camp tent was simple, and I don’t know if she was used to it or whether she could sleep.

He said lightly: "Ten hardships, go and have a look next door."

Shi Kui ran to the next tent and asked Wei Jiannan: "Is Miss Baoyi asleep?"

Wei Jiannan looked at him like an idiot: "Do you think, can I know?"

He has been guarding outside the tent and is not a personal maid. How could he know if the lady is asleep?

So he ran back and reported: "Master, Wei Jiannan said, I don't know if Miss Baoyi is asleep."

It was quiet behind the screen for a moment.

After a while, Xiao Yi said again: "Tianyan, go."

Shi Yan ran to the tent next door.

He stood outside the tent and whispered: "Miss Baoyi, my master asked you if you can sleep. If you can't sleep, you can go to his tent to talk."

Not long after, Nan Baoyi hugged the pillow and ran out.

She was wearing a thin bedclothes and a light pink cloak was tied outside.

On her white and delicate little face, she seemed to have made up her makeup on her face.

She rubbed her nose shyly, "Zhuzhu hasn't come back yet, I'm sleeping alone, I'm very scared and want to talk to my second brother."

Shi Yan put Nan Bao's clothes on the big tent and received a gold reward.

Very sad and stunned.

It's strange that since he was a child, he didn't get much reward for ten words.

How to ask for a wife in the future? It’s so worrying!

Behind the screen.

Nan Baoyi pulled the soft velvet cloth shoes and stepped in carefully.

Even the large tent where the Marquis of Jingxi lived was still simple. Behind the screen was a brass branch lamp, a soft couch, and a table and chair.

The powerful minister sat on a ring chair, reading a military book.

"Second brother..."

The girl's voice is sweet.

Xiao Yi looked cold and unfathomable. He turned a page of the book seriously and said lightly: "The first time I spent the night in the military camp, can't sleep?"

"I'm quite scared, and it's really hard to sleep."

Nan Baoyi answered well.

Xiao Yi showed off his brotherly care: "Sleep in my tent."

Nan Baoyi held the pillow and looked at his soft couch.

Xiao Yi pursed his thin lips and whispered: "The mattress I changed today is not dirty."

"I don't mean to dislike my second brother..." Nan Baoyi lay in the quilt, grabbed the corner of the quilt, revealing a pair of bright eyes, "It's just that I have occupied your soft couch, where are you sleeping tonight?"

"The army's power changes tonight, and I can't sleep." Xiao Yi turned a page of the book, "You don't have to care about me."

Nan Baoyi didn't say anything more.

The lights jump.

She stared at the corner, where the armor of powerful ministers was hung, made of black iron, exquisite and heavy, and there were still black blood stains that were difficult to scrub off in the gaps of the armor.

She looked at the young man next to the table.

He has deep and handsome eyebrows and calm demeanor, which makes people easily overlook that he is only nineteen years old and he has not even performed the ceremony.

The other young master was fighting cocks and dogs when he was nineteen years old, teasing his concubines, and relying on his ancestors to protect him as a small official, but he had already made great military achievements and took up the position of Marquis of Jingxi.

Nan Baoyi understood how difficult it was for him, so he moved into the bed.

She deliberately set aside most of the beds, enough for Xiao Yi to lie down and rest.

The long night is long.

Xiao Yi flipped through a page of the book, but had no intention of reading it.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the little girl.

She slept well, only occupying a small bed, and even leaving most of the quilt.

Although she knew she felt sorry for him, it seemed more like a silent invitation late at night.

Sleeping, or not sleeping, is a profound question.

He flipped through a few pages of the book, but couldn't read a single word.

After a while, he put down his military books and sat down beside the bed.

When I was tucking the quilt for Nan Bao's clothes, I noticed that the little girl applied fat when she came, and the red marks of the fat on her mouth rubbed against the snow-white quilt.

His fingertips stroked the red mark.

He curled his thin lips slightly, leaned over slightly, and kissed the red mark.

On the other side.

Nan Baozhu took Ning Wanzhou and sneaked into a big tent like a thief.

She held a candlestick in her hand, and the red candle was burning halfway, slowly waxing with tears of red wax.

"Where is this place?"

Nan Baozhu looked around and saw many big boxes in the tent.

Ning Wanzhou lifted a wooden box.

There were countless silver ingots neatly stacked in the box. He picked up one, which had an official seal on the bottom of the silver ingot, which was transported from Shengjing City.

He said seriously: "It is the disaster relief silver allocated by the Shengjing court."

"Disaster Relief Silver?" Nan Baozhu came over in surprise, "So many boxes must be worth millions of taels, right?! He didn't even send someone to guard outside, so he wasn't afraid of being stolen?"

She could see it and was not wary of the candlestick tilting.

A row of thick red candle wax tears fell on the silver ingots.

"ah!"

Nan Baozhu exclaimed softly, and before he could clean up the red wax tears, the footsteps of the patrol soldiers came from far outside the tent.

"Go away."

Ning Wanzhou covered the wooden box and grabbed Nan Baozhu and escaped from the camp.

The two ran back to the resting tent and learned from Wei Jiannan that Nan Baoyi was staying next door tonight.

Nan Baozhu put down the red candlestick and couldn't help but mutter: "Jiaojiao and her second brother have a great relationship, it's so enviable."

Ning Wanzhou stood behind her.

Her hands passed through her soft waist and gently stroked the lace of the skirt she tied to her chest.
Chapter completed!