The cold smoke leans against the short table, and the wide sleeves drag on the ground.

During the day, she heard all the conversation between her brother and Shen Yijue at the door of the bedroom.

That old iron knot didn't plan to marry her at all.

She picked up the fallen petals on her skirt and said leisurely: "Da Shen Xiao Shen, but she is just thinking about sex. He said that he was hurt by love, so he could not get what he wanted, so he was worried. Men are accustomed to being sweet, so we women should not give it to ourselves easily."

The beauty hung her curly eyelashes and had a sneer on her delicate face.

It seems that I have taken the relationship lightly.

Nan Baoyi sighed silently in her heart.

She rolled up her sleeves and poured fine wine for the two: "When she went to Luoyang, her second brother was loyal to the local family, and Boss Han also recognized her ancestors and returned to her hometown. With a brother who loves you, she will be considered a full harvest. Let's go and celebrate with a glass?"

Han Yanliang took the wine cup.

She didn't drink, and tilted her head and said, "We have gained a lot, what have you got?"

Nan Baoyi bent her eyebrows and eyes: "I was born with the favor of my grandmother, and I am more lucky than my second brother and Boss Han. Over the years, my family has not only become richer, but also fortunate to enter the gentry. In the future, all the children in the clan can become officials. Boss Han, I am already very satisfied and do not expect to get anything else."

Han Yanliang smiled.

She raised her glass: "Go one."

"Hey!"

A soft cry suddenly came from one end of the corridor.

Yin Sui held the snacks filled with flowers, cakes, tea and fruits, stepped on the white silk stockings and squeezed across the floor with a smile on her face between Nan Baoyi and Han Yanliang.

She knelt down, tidied her skirt, and said softly: "You don't call me at night, you don't call me. You're so flirting... Look, I took these delicious food from the kitchen. Let's eat flower cakes, drink millet wine, and then talk about it and enjoy the moon. How happy! Come on, I'll give you all the wine!"

The flowers are swaying.

The three girls laughed and made a fuss.

Corridor corner.

Bamboo curtains hang around the pavilion.

Xiao Yi looked at the little girl not far away through the fine bamboo curtain.

Han Yanliang told a joke. She hugged her belly and couldn't stand up straight, and rolled on the floor.

Yin Chaozong was displeased: "Have your highness listened to me?"

Xiao Yi withdrew his gaze and said lightly: "I am listening. In the future, you will have to worry about Luoyang. As for Mr. Yin, I will protect him for no reason."

Yin Chaozong nodded.

The pavilion fell into silence.

All the things that should be explained have been explained clearly, and they are all taciturn people, so they fell into speechless embarrassment for a moment.

Yin Chaozong racked his brains and finally came up with a topic: "When will your highness leave?"

Xiao Yi turned around and said, "I heard you are going to get married to Yin Sui? It's not too late to leave after attending your wedding. Nan Jiaojiao likes lively."

When he mentioned Nan Baoyi, his eyebrows and eyes would always be slightly gentle.

Yin Chaozong followed his gaze and looked into the corridor.

The spikes of his family are not mixed. The millet wine looks warm and mellow, but it actually has a great momentum. The three girls drank too much and sang loudly in the middle of the night, which shocked the birds living in the yard.

His eyes were frozen on the cold Yan's face.

He said, "Ah Mei is your subordinate, but she is also the daughter of my Yin family. Can you... let her stay in Luoyang in the future? I plan to find a marriage for her nearby and watch it under my nose, so I will never let her be wronged."

The thick palms lift the bamboo curtains.

Chen Yijue came over after practicing the knife and was about to step into the pavilion.

Hearing this, he stared at Yin Chaozong.

Yin Chaozong did not expect him to appear suddenly.

Four eyes are opposite.

Yin Chaozong remembered that Han Yanliang had been bullied by the two brothers of the Shen family in recent years, and his heart was filled with coldness, so he acted in an unyielding manner.

Xiao Yi smiled slightly.

He leaned back, picked up a cup of wine and watched the show.

Chen Yijue looked sinister: "I don't agree."

Yin Chaozong: "What do you disagree with?"

"She stayed in Luoyang."

"Who is General Chen? Who is her? Who does his identity do you care about her?"

“…”

Silence is silent.

Yin Chaozong sneered: "Since you have nothing to do with it, why do you still have to participate in her business? Even if you are the famous Shen family behind you, you are also the first-class genius in Luoyang. General Chen is too polite."

Xiao Yi was not worried about the big deal when he watched the fun: "It makes sense."

Chen Yijue's eyes were red.

Ah Di's betrayal and disappearance brought him great pain.

He lost his brother and is about to lose his beauty.

Once upon a time, he was a general of the Jinwu Guard, and everyone respected him and was afraid of him. Life was simple and lonely.

However, the cold smoke was like a handful of fireworks, entering his life with a gorgeous posture, blooming warmly in the place where he saw it, bringing him an experience he had never had before.

He is greedy for such enthusiasm and romance.

But I can't really take that firework for myself.

After a long time, his throat felt astringent: "Although you are her brother, you have to ask her own opinions. Maybe, maybe she is not willing to stay in Luoyang?"

Emperor Yin Chaozong was distant: "How to deal with it, no need to worry about General Shen, an outsider."

Chen Yijue clenched the long knife tightly, but he was speechless.

...

Days passed by. Three days after Yin Chaozong and Yin Sui got married, Nan Baoyi and others finally set off to leave Luoyang.

The convoy carried a lot of Luoyang specialties and headed west along the official road.

Nan Baoyi sat in the carriage, holding a gift list, counting the brocade box, and muttered with words: "The egg yolk pastry for grandmother, golden dates, Mengjin pear, Du Kang wine for second uncle and father, walnut pastry, and braised pork with Hengshui..."

As she was chanting, she drooled herself first.

She closed the gift list helplessly and touched her belly: "You can't read it anymore. If you read it again, I can't help but taste it..."

A laugh came from outside the carriage.

She curiously rolled up the bamboo curtain, and her second brother rode on the tall horse, with a smile on his thin lips.

She was dissatisfied: "Why are you laughing at?"

Xiao Yi raised his lips: "That is, Nan Baozhu is not here, otherwise you will have to eat those things with her as soon as she instigates you. When you return to Chang'an, you will probably only have a bunch of empty boxes left."

Nan Baoyi's cheeks were red and she said with a firm mouth: "Zhuzhu is not so unbearable, right..."

After saying that, I missed my cousin a little.

A carriage behind is relatively spacious.

Xiao Sui took A Ruo and Pei Chuchu in the carriage. The two little guys were sleepy and lying on the mattress and slept soundly.

He held a bronze compass in one hand and stared at the astrological signs on the compass with his eyes.

As the carriage drove, the Buddhist beads on his wrist collided, and his brows gradually became deeper.

He came to Luoyang not only to help his brother, but also to find the Hetu Luoshu.

However, I visited the major temples and masters in Luoyang these days, but I still found nothing.

The boy raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his eyebrows, feeling a little tired.

The convoy gradually moved farther along the official road and disappeared among the green mountains and clear waters.

The top of the mountain.

The young man in white clothes is better than snow stands by the wind.

The long wind blew against his wide sleeves and ribbons. He did not tie his hair, and the black hair hanging down his cheeks flew wildly, making his appearance look like jade accumulated in the mountains. The slightly drooping ends of his eyes brought a little coldness.

Watching the convoy go away, he holds the corner of his mouth: "Good birds choose wood, white-clothed prime minister... It turns out that the white-clothed prime minister in the hexagram was not me."

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Oh, see you tomorrow
Chapter completed!