Xiao Yi's page-turning action paused slightly.

He knew something happened to the Nan family.

Probably, the person sitting in the carriage was the person sent by the Nan family to check out the mulberry field.

He was not relieved.

Because I had to hurry up, lunch could only be solved in the carriage.

It rained in the afternoon, and after leaving the official road, the road was muddy and difficult to walk. When I drove to the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, my horse's hooves and car body were covered with mud.

Fortunately, it was approaching evening and the heavy rain finally stopped.

Nan Baoyi picked up the curtain and looked around. After experiencing a rain, the surrounding vegetation was lush, and the leaves were still dripping with clear raindrops.

The air is moist, and the mountain breeze on the face is fragrant with flowers, which is particularly fresh and pleasant.

Qingcheng Mountain stands not far away, and a gilded Taoist temple can be vaguely seen on the mountainside and on the top of the mountain.

"What a wonderful place with beautiful mountains and rivers!"

She couldn't help but exclaim.

As soon as he finished admiring, the carriage suddenly shook and fell into the big puddle in front of him!

The whole carriage overturned ruthlessly!

Nan Baoyi crawled out in a mess and was helped by Heye to the side of the road.

Her body was covered in mud.

She shook her wet skirt and was about to cry without tears, "Butler, why did you drive the carriage into the mud water pond?"

The housekeeper was ashamed, "Miss, I saw that the puddle was crossing the middle of the road. I thought it would be a shallow puddle, but I didn't expect it to be so deep! Fortunately, there is Zhuangzi in front of me. I carried you over and change my clothes?"

Everything in the carriage was wet.

The money is fine, but I just can't wear it for the time being.

Nan Baoyi returned from rebirth and was not that cute.

She waved her hand and picked up her skirt and walked towards the village.

Xiao Yi's carriage was parked steadily not far away.

The curtains were rolled up, and he watched the little girl walk away.

It turned out that the person who came to check out the mulberry field on behalf of the Nan family was Nan Jiaojiao.

Unconsciously twisted the red rope tie Ji Shengqian on the red rope tie. He raised his eyebrows. When did that delicate and crying girl become so hard?

It just so happened that he was going to stay in that farm for two nights, so he ordered: "Follow up."

I got the message in the village and packed my guest room early in the morning.

The guest room is quiet and clean, with white porcelain bottles placed on the windowsill, and a green lotus that bloomed early in the bottle is added to the vitality.

Nan Baoyi changed her clothes and walked out from behind the screen.

He Ye felt distressed, "This kind of cotton and linen fabric will hurt the lady's skin... The lady will be patient for the time being, and she will be able to dry it tomorrow if she changes clothes."

“Cotton and linen are also well worn and breathable.”

Nan Baoyi didn't dislike him at all.

When she was in her last life, she was in rags and it was difficult to keep warm.

Now she can wear such a clean cotton and linen skirt, there is nothing she can't be dissatisfied with.

Stepping out of the threshold, she saw a person standing under the eaves next door.

A black-robed and ink robe with a handsome appearance.

It turned out to be Xiao Yi!

She rubbed her eyes in disbelief and looked at her again, but he was still standing there incredibly.

She felt a little unhappy when she remembered that he had told her to get out.

But due to his future power and status, she still blessed her health: "Second brother Wan'an."

Xiao Yi looked at her expressionlessly.

The little girl wore a dark blue cotton and linen skirt, and was also learning to work in the farm, tying her sleeves with her brown shirts.

(Ship arm: pàn..bó, also known as arm rope, is a tool in the Song Dynasty that was hung between the neck and used to hold the sleeves to facilitate operation)

The arms exposed outside are young and slender, like tender lotus roots.

A floral headscarf was wrapped around his head, and his little face was round, and he was very well-behaved and appreciative.

He said, "Come here."

Nan Baoyi walked over curiously, "Second brother, aren't you recruiting prostitutes in the military camp? How could you be here?"

Xiao Yi's face was gloomy in an instant.

Who recruited prostitutes?!

He wanted to turn his head and leave, but he couldn't stand her exposing her arms.

He took off his cloak and put it on her with a dark face.

"Second brother, your clothes are too big, and I cannot wear them. I am now inspecting the mulberry field on behalf of the Nanfu, so I must look like working."

Nan Baoyi returned the cloak to him.

She waved her hand, "It's not sunset yet, I'll go to the mulberry field to take a look."

Xiao Yi watched her run without a trace, and her hoofs looked like a poodle who had come back to the village for the first time.

He lowered his eyes.

The black cloak is stained with the smell of Nan Jiaojiao, and it is still a sweet hibiscus fragrance.

It smells very good...

He put on himself again.

Nan Baoyi ran to the mulberry field, and the managers at the village were waiting there respectfully.

They worked for the Nan family for generations, and were loyal and would not despise Nan Baoyi because she was young.

"The best tree doctor in Shu County has been here, but he is helpless." The old man in charge sighed with tears, "He said that these mulberry trees are strangely ill, as if someone deliberately poisoned them."

Nan Baoyi wrinkled her white and tender bun face.

She walked into the mulberry field and reached out to touch the mulberry tree.

The beautiful trees should have lush branches and leaves, but now all the mulberry leaves are withered and black, and there is no way to feed them to silkworms.

Danfeng's eyes showed a hint of heartache.

The mastermind behind the scenes is so cruel. They are not only the Nan family, but also to implicate tens of thousands of silkworm farmers and weavers...

She calmly said, "You use the mulberry leaves in the warehouse first. I will definitely come up with a solution within three days."

Back in the wing room, the lotus leaves brought warm tea.

She was very worried, "Miss, so many elderly people are helpless. What can you think of in three days?"

Nan Baoyi sat by the window holding Hot Tea.

The fragrance of tea was filled with mist, and she stared at Qingcheng Mountain shrouded in the rain and mist, and her mind was clear.

If a tree doctor is not good, isn’t there any miracle doctor?

Didn’t that Sichuan genius doctor Jiang Suihan, who sold off jade paste, live on Qingcheng Mountain?

I heard that he is profit-oriented and is willing to treat any disease as long as he can afford it.

She made up her mind and would meet him tomorrow morning.

Unfortunately, the weather was not good the next day, and it started drizzling in the early morning.

He Ye opened the window and looked at the foggy rain screen, very worried: "Miss, the weather is not good today, so you should not go up the mountain, right? There is moss on the steps, and it is easy to slip on rainy days. If there is anything, then..."

“No.”

Nan Baoyi has been washed and dressed up properly.

She wore neat short brown clothes and bent down to tie herself with wooden clogs.

"The teeth of the clogs are anti-slip. I'll take another bamboo stick. Be careful that nothing will happen." She tied the laces and smiled and stood up. "Good lotus leaves, don't follow me. Go to the kitchen to make a cup of old hen soup. When you cook it, I'll be back!"

Lotus leaves are worried at all.

Nan Baoyi repeatedly promised that something would happen, which made her nervously agree to let her into the mountain.

Nan Baoyi picked up the straw hat hanging on the wall, put it on carefully, and stepped into the rain and fog.

next door.

Xiao Yi sat under the west window, holding the chin with one hand, listening to the managers' reconciliation.

As if he felt something, he glanced out the window.

The rain was white, and a familiar petite figure, with bamboo sticks, wooden clogs, straw hats and straw hats, was walking outside the villa.

Knuckles knock on the table.

It's raining, where is this girl going?

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