In the Wind Pavilion, a palace lantern sways.

There are several boxes of exquisite pastries on the stone table, all from famous pastry shops in Shengjing.

Ning Wanzhou sat on the stone bench, his fox's eyes were shining: "I was delayed by the official office today, so I came back late. When I passed by the long street, I saw the pastries fresh and specially brought a few boxes for my sister."

Nan Baozhu grabbed the handkerchief.

When she thought of Song Ming, she got angry.

When she got angry, she couldn't eat these pastries.

She looked directly at Ning Wanzhou: "Wanwan, am I good-looking?"

Ning Wanzhou raised his eyebrows.

Sister, this is...

Seduce him?

He narrowed his fox eyes and smiled well: "Sister is a celestial figure."

Nan Baozhu was in a better mood and asked again: "You want to marry me, right?"

Ning Wanzhou curled the corners of his mouth and the fox's tail was about to rise up.

My sister really wants to marry him...

He looked serious: "Of course I want to marry."

"That's it!" Nan Baozhu leaned his fingers aggrievedly, "I met four men who wanted to marry me in total, but one was not allowed to have children and compete with his original wife's child for family property, one likes men more than me, one was older than me, and the other…"

She looked at Ning Wanzhou in a complicated way: "It's more charming than me when dressing up as a woman."

She held her face in both troubles: "Why am I so unlucky? All I have encountered are the best?"

Ning Wanzhou: "..."

It turns out that my sister is not going to talk to him about marriage, so she is so disappointed.

He sat next to Nan Baozhu and gently held her hand.

He imitated Xiao Yi, bowed his head and fell a dense kiss on his sister's fingertips: "I am different from them, I really love my sister."

"How to love?"

"I wish I could hold my sister to sleep with me every night--oh no, I wish I could protect my sister's peace day and night."

Nan Baozhu: "…"

The round and white face is full of words.

The first half of the sentence is what this guy said, right?!

She pulled her hand back and was about to beat Ning Wanzhou when she suddenly heard an angry scolding from outside the Fengting:

"Okay, Nan Baozhu, you are talking about marriage with our Prime Minister's Mansion, but you turn around and have sex with the yamen runners! Do you still take my Prime Minister's Mansion seriously?! Do you take my Minger in your heart?!"

The lanterns' fire lights up one after another.

At the end of the flower path, noble ladies from Concubine Jiang and other noble families, including daughters, came surrounded by the Prime Minister's wife.

Song Liu's face was full of pleats. Because he was too angry, the old flesh on his cheeks kept shaking.

She thought it would be a matter of time before Ming'er took Nan Baozhu, so she kept mentioning it to her old sisters these days, and she despised Nan Baozhu so much that she could not bear it, saying that Nan Baozhu wanted to climb to the prime minister's house.

However, Nan Baozhu actually looked down on her Ming'er!

Isn’t this a slap in her face?!

Nan Baozhu: "…"

Faced with the scolding of Song Liu's head-on, she was completely confused.

This old woman is sick?

When will she talk to the prime minister’s family about marriage?

Song Liu put his hand on his hips, pointed at Ning Wanzhou, and mocked: "Is this your lover? The lower-ranking yamen runners are indeed with you, a lowly merchant female supporting role! You are intimate, no wonder Jin Min likes men and doesn't like you!"

This Liu family in Song Dynasty was engaged in the cosmetics business in their early years.

By chance, I followed Prime Minister Song. Even though I am the wife of the first-class imperial edict now, I am still full of civilian aura and are quite fierce when quarreling and scolding people.

Song Ming came over with his son Song Chengrui.

He glanced at Nan Baozhu and Ning Wanzhou, his eyes full of coldness.

He can do without Nan Baozhu.

But Nan Baozhu could not save his face in front of others.

He said gentle and elegantly: "It turns out that Miss Nan Si refused this official because she had a good person in her heart.

"It's a pity that this little brother has a low status. Miss Nansi, you follow him, just a young lady in the city. You can't even enjoy the precious rouge, the rare beads and hairpins, the exquisite silk and satin.

"After following him, you will never have an imperial edict in your life. When you meet other officials' wives, you even need to kowtow and give a great gift. Miss Nansi, even so, is it still worth it to you?"

A word is heart-wrenching.

Nan Baozhu hated his hypocrisy.

She listened carefully to her elders and stayed in the boudoir as a sensible girl. No one was provoked, but she was repeatedly abused by such disgusting men.

So what if you have a low status?

So what if you are born in a merchant?

There are so many people in the world, and they are not noble, aren’t they worthy of living, right?

The girl was filled with righteous indignation and suddenly grabbed Ning Wanzhou's hand.

She raised her chin and said angrily: "Mr. Master, you have a noble status and a tough background, but in my eyes, you are not as good as Wanwan's finger! Even if I marry a yamen runner, I will never marry a hypocritical man like you!"

Everything is silent.

Everyone was shocked.

This fourth girl from the Southern Palace is too tough!

He actually had a fight with the Prime Minister directly?!

Ning Wanzhou was stiff all over.

Sister, were you just confessing to him?

He slowly lowered his head and his eyes fell on Nan Baozhu's hand.

My sister took him.

This is the first time that his sister has held him...

Song Liu's face was so hot that he was so angry that his heart ached. He shouted with red eyes: "Nan Baozhu, you are such a big or small thing! You have an affair with the lowly yamen runners, you are also a lowly person! You guys and women, you contradict the third-rank official of the court, why don't you kowtow to my son quickly?!"

Concubine Jiang was ecstatic.

She dislikes Nan Baoyi and Nan family, and she wishes that the Nan family sisters would die!

She curled the smile on the corner of her mouth and ordered majestic: "These two people contradicted the imperial court's orders, took them down, and asked them to kowtow to Mr. Song to apologize!"

Several mothers immediately rolled up their sleeves and planned to go forward.

Nan Baozhu was a little scared.

She seemed to have caused trouble for Jiaojiao...

Just as he was thinking about the thirty-six strategies, he dragged Wanwan to Chaoxiyuan to ask for help from his second brother, but he couldn't drag Ning Wanzhou.

She scolded, "Wanwan, are you stupid, are you?"

The fifteen-year-old boy, even though he was wearing a thick coat and short brown clothes, looked under the lights at the spring night, but his face was red with lips and white teeth. He was cold and noble, and he was more majestic than Song Ming.

He held Nan Baozhu's hand, and the fox's eyes were full of strong domineeringness.

I deeply understand that if he doesn't do anything, Nan Baozhu will be disgraced.

My sister loved him, and he couldn't bear to call her to be ridiculed.

I want everyone to know that the man my sister likes is not a humble yamen runner.

He can afford rouge, beads, hairpins, jewelry, and silks!

What Song Ming can give, he can give twice!

He doesn't like to use his family background to suppress others, but the Song family is too much.

He stood on the steps and glanced at the people outside the pavilion: "I don't know that the young master of the Duke's Mansion in Chang'an, Dayong, is actually a low-ranking person in your eyes? Your emperor, even if you dare not talk to me like this, what are you?!"

Like a thunder thunder.

The Duke of Zhenguo Mansion in Chang'an has 500,000 military power in his hands. It is the top family of Dayong!

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