Nan Baoyi glanced at him with tears in his eyes, then shyly turned his eyes away, and whispered: "What, I don't understand what you are asking..."

"I really don't understand?"

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows and hit her.

Nan Baoyi exclaimed softly.

She trembled and held the man's neck, her cheeks were as red as peach blossoms, and she quickly lowered the tail of her eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's much better than... than before..."

Xiao Yi smiled with satisfaction.

Nan Baoyi looked at him curiously and shyly: "Where did you learn it?"

Outside the hall.

He Ye was eavesdropping on the crow, but he didn't hear the "Oh Oh" scream like a killer chicken. He felt much more at ease and thought to himself that the Regent had already opened his mind.

She was about to leave with confidence, but as soon as she turned around, she encountered a lot of pain.

The black-faced guard held the long sword and said fiercely: "Master is doing things inside, why are you eavesdropping on it?"

Heye was afraid that he would be tight, so he quickly lowered his head: "I'm afraid that the prince will treat my girl badly..."

Shi Ku was unhappy: "My master loved the princess the most. For the past half month, he has been going to the Bamboo Leaf Pavilion every day and spent a lot of money to ask the young servants in the museum for the authentic scriptures. He just wanted to sit in the hall to sell meat. Isn't this good to the princess?!"

Lotus leaves: "…"

Three question marks above your head.

Bamboo Leaf Pavilion?

Little man?

Sitting in the hall?

What has the lonely and cold regent experienced in the past half month!

In the hall.

Faced with Nan Baoyi's doubts, a hint of awkwardness flashed through Xiao Yi's eyes.

He said calmly: "Of course I learned from the picture album. Does Jiaojiao like it?"

Nan Baoyi bit her lower lip and nodded shyly.

She was really tired, so she rolled into the inside of the bed carefully and pulled the brocade quilt to rest. The man put a rough palm on her shoulder with a calloused hand and pressed it from behind.

Nan Baoyi couldn't stand it and whimpered: "Second brother..."

"Um?"

The man's tail sound is low and squeamish, and his fingertips outline the girl's spine, causing a tingling sensation.

"I don't want it..." Nan Baoyi frowned with a small mountain eyebrows and threatened with a coquettish voice, "You, if you dare to do something random, I will punish you..."

But she trembled like that, and her voice was so soft that it was really not a threat to Xiao Yi's ears.

If you die under the peony flowers, you will be romantic even if you become a ghost.

Even if he was punished by Nan Jiaojiao, he would be happy.

Xiao Yi's eyes and eyes were evil, and he whispered badly in her ears: "Jiaojiao has neglected me for half a month, and she has to make up for it today..."

He Ye and Shi Ku were guarding outside the hall.

From noon to noon, and from noon to dusk.

Seeing that the sky was completely dark, the sound of Xiao Yi summoning water came from inside.

Heye led the maids in to serve him. The hall was filled with strange fragrance, the curtains were hanging low, and the candle fire was dim.

She looked at her eyes and saw that when Xiao Yi opened the curtain, her girl was nestled in the brocade quilt, with one arm on her outside, on her white and tender skin...

I still had to look closely, but Xiao Yi stared at me coldly.

The lotus leaves were so scared that they hurriedly served them respectfully.

When Nan Baoyi woke up, it was midnight.

She had already been carried by Xiao Yi and changed into a soft and clean bedding.

She rubbed her eyes and saw Xiao Yi leaning against the head of the bed and reading the memorial. The lights were warm and yellow, and the black clothes made him look like a gentleman with a bright and bright moon when he turned the pages casually.

But when he was just angry...

Nan Baoyi suddenly became angry and hit him with a pillow.

Xiao Yi was not annoyed, and took the pillow and smiled, "Are you hungry? The kitchenette has cooked bird's nest porridge for you, so I'll ask the maid to bring it in?"

Nan Baoyi refused to pay attention to him.

She sorted out her long hanging crow hair, felt the soreness on her body, suddenly stretched out her feet, kicked him in anger, and said in a hoarse voice: "Go to the ground and kneel."

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows: "Who are you calling to kneel?"

He is usually calm and introverted in front of her, but if he doesn't laugh, his aura is quite scary.

Nan Baoyi felt guilty and did not dare to look at his eyes. She silently retracted her little feet and said stutteringly: "Let you, let you kneel on the ground... I'll say listen to me..."

Xiao Yi looked at the traces on her legs.

The little girl's skin was too delicate and white. He just kissed her slightly and pinched her slightly, and then there were many traces.

It looks so painful.

He pondered for a moment, closed the memorial, and actually stood there obediently and knelt at the foot of the bed.

He raised Danfeng's eyes and whispered to her, "Can you do this?"

Nan Baoyi hugged the embroidered pillow.

She didn't expect Xiao Yi to be so obedient, and seemed to be happy, but she tried hard to teach him a lesson with a stern face: "If you are as uncontrollable as you are today in the future, just go to the outside of the bedroom to kneel! Do you remember it?"

Xiao Yi held back his laughter and nodded: "Remember it."

Nan Baoyi lowered her head, picked up the memorial he placed next to the pillow, and curiously opened it and looked at a few pages.

It was sent from the border, but it had not been sent to Chu Huainan's imperial study, but it was sent directly to the second brother's Regent's Mansion. In the first few pages, he also wrote the handwriting he had reviewed with a red pen.

The second brother has begun to blatantly seize the imperial power.

Nan Baoyi was not interested in political affairs, so he put down the memorial at will, and suddenly remembered that the letters in the daytime had not been finished.

Her legs were sore and weak, so she sent Xiao Yi: "Go and help me take the letter from the low table in the west window."

Xiao Yi brought her letter paper obediently.

When I handed it to Nan Baoyi, my fingertips seemed to accidentally touch her little hand.

Nan Baoyi glared at him: "Kneel back!"

Xiao Yi said "tsk" and knelt lazily back.

When Nan Baoyi opened the letter, it was indeed sent by her cousin.

The little cousin's handwriting was as ugly and big as ever, and she struggled to read it.

It turned out that after the little cousin was taken back to Chang'an by the young master, he moved into the Duke Zhenguo Mansion as a concubine.

The wife of Duke Zhenguo, the eldest princess of Dayong, did not like her much, but did not treat her badly. She lived alone in a villa. Not only did she have a special kitchen, but also had six cooks, and she lived a happy life.

Although there is happiness in Zhenguo Duke's Mansion, she is now very troubled because the young master always pesters her, both during the day and at night.

The little cousin asked her to help her make an idea, whether to be the young master.

Nan Baoyi was confused when she saw it.

Zhuzhu came back from a long journey to send a letter, but she actually asked her such a question!

Such a problem...

Of course she should make her own decisions!

What's more, the letter paper is coming and going, how much time does it take to go on the road? When she sends it back, maybe even Zhuzhu has a child!

She turned to the back of the letter and saw a line of words on the back:

——Think about how to answer. If things can be done, in the future, you will be in Chang'an and your brother-in-law will protect you, otherwise...

The handwriting is so powerful that it is erect and beautiful, revealing a threat.

It was obviously the young master who wrote it secretly while Zhuzhu was not paying attention.

Nan Baoyi was silent.

The young master is really not ashamed, even his "brother-in-law" claims to have joined himself.

She relieved the pain in her legs, held the bed, walked carefully to the west window, carefully laid paper and grinding ink, and wanted to reply to her cousin.

Xiao Yi suggested: "I'll serve Jiaojiao to grind ink, okay?"

Nan Bao didn't raise his head: "You kneel honestly."

Xiao Yi: "..."

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