"So that scar comes from this..."

Gazebo.

Nan Baoyi was eating refreshments and listening to the followers' stories from that year, he was quite moved.

The entourage was eating a bunch of grapes and said, "No? Nan Situ, don't look at my master's coldness. In fact, the master is more important than anyone else's love and friendship! After the crown prince committed suicide by the Weishui River, he didn't eat anything for three days and three nights, and knelt next to the crown prince's body, and refused to get up no matter how others persuaded him!"

Nan Baoyi said intimately that Chen Yijue's personality is not impossible to join the second brother's camp, and it would be great if he could be pulled over.

As she thought, the follower raised up again: "Since I came back from Luoyang, my master has been living a hard life. Because of the second young master, he was blamed by the master's wife and knelt all night in the ancestral hall! He had a high fever, but there was no girl who knew how to treat him, and he was obsessed with Miss Han. When he was unconscious, he also recited Miss Han's nickname... Nan Situ, Miss Han is your close friend, can you help me get together?"

Nan Baoyi remembered the relationship between Chen Yijue and Han Yanliang, and was quite melancholy: "What's the use of matching outsiders? It depends on their own feelings. I also hope that Boss Han can marry a good man and live a free and happy life in the future."

She and her entourage were gossiped for half a quarter of an hour, and guessed that Xiao Yi had almost finished talking, so she went to find him with a refreshment.

He left with tactfulness.

Nan Baoyi picked up a piece of flower cake and fed it to Xiao Yi, and said curiously: "What have you talked about?"

Xiao Yi smiled.

Seeing him like this, Nan Baoyi quickly realized and couldn't help but bent his eyebrows: "I understand, something must have happened! Congratulations to the second brother, there is another general under his command!"

Since ancient times, generals and military advisors are the most rare.

What's more, Chen Yijue is still Queen Chen's confidant.

Xiao Yi lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and slowly ate the piece of flower cake with her little hand.

The cake made of rice paste and walnut powder is covered with crystal frosting, which is very sweet.

It's the taste that Nan Jiaojiao likes...

Nan Baoyi said again: "There will be a banquet after the recommendation, and those poor children are here. The second brother remembers to meet them. I see, some of them are very talented and will become ministers of the humerus in the future."

Xiao Yi hung his long eyelashes.

The little girl who should have been spoiled, has devoted all her efforts to his reputation and future.

I don't want to disappoint her.

He used a handkerchief and carefully wiped the little girl's fingertips. Danfeng's eyes were filled with iron-blooded toughness and soft affection: "Okay."

...

Nanfu is decorated with lights and lights.

It was already a happy day for Nan Chengli to marry Ning Fanhua.

Although Nan Baoyi offended many people, for the sake of Zhenguo Duke's Mansion, all the middle-aged families came to attend the wedding banquet.

Nan Baoyi specially chose a colorful silk skirt and accompanied her grandmother, watching her elder brother and new sister-in-law worship the world with a smile.

The worship ceremony has been completed.

Nan Baoyi looked at her grandmother.

The old man smiled so hard that he couldn't stop and said a few words "good".

My eyes fell on my grandmother's temples, which were already white with silver hair, and looked particularly eye-catching with her big red forehead.

There are also many fine lines at the end of my grandmother's eyes.

She remembered that when she first came back from birth, her grandmother was obviously not so old.

Maybe it was because she was worried about her marriage, maybe it was because she was sad about the death of her fifth brother Nan Chengyi...

Grandma is finally old.

How old is she already...?

Nan Baoyi thought about her grandmother's age carefully, but found that she didn't remember it at all.

Grandma clearly remembered the age and birth date of each of their juniors, but she was so unfilial that she couldn't even remember her grandmother's age.

On the day of great joy, Nan Baoyi felt a lot of sadness.

When she returned from rebirth, she made a wish to make her grandmother the happiest old lady in the world.

But she probably lost her words.

She leaned against the old man, buried her little face in her arms, and whispered: "The eldest brother has finally gotten married, and she still married a very good girl. Now I am the only one left, and I am still worried about my grandmother. I am unfilial."

The old man stroked her thin back and said kindly: "I can see Jiaojiao every day. I don't know how happy my grandmother is. My grandmother is already the happiest old lady in the world. Grandmother, now there is only one wish left, just looking forward to my Jiaojiao. There is no need to be very high and powerful, nor is it too brilliant and prosperous. In the second half of my life, I can still be the happy little girl in Jinguan City..."

The elderly do not have power or noble status.

She only has her little granddaughter and can live happily for the rest of her life.

Nan Baoyi burst into tears in an instant.

She lay in the old man's arms and finally burst into tears.

...

The wedding banquet in the mansion was lively until late at night.

Nan Bao was so tired of drinking. When he returned to Chaowenyuan from the banquet, he saw the lights on the bedroom.

She picked up the bead curtain.

The fire is warm.

The second brother was sitting by the west window wearing a regular outfit, looking through the words she had practiced in the past two days.

The eye shadows elaborate on his handsome and deep face, and the coldness between his eyebrows and eyes was like melting frost and snow.

He was always gentle to her.

She leaned against the bead curtain, and her voice sounded very soft and hoarse after drinking: "Why is the second brother here? I am still the princess of the Fourth Prince now. There are so many guests in the mansion. Let them see you come to my boudoir in the middle of the night and want to spread gossip."

"No one saw me coming in." Xiao Yi turned a page of the words, "Nan Jiaojiao's words have improved a lot compared to before. I remember when I first taught you how to practice calligraphy, your strokes were crooked and you couldn't even hold the brush well."

Nan Baoyi remembered the scene of practicing calligraphy for the first time and couldn't help but smile with her little lips.

She said: "At first I didn't like reading or writing. Later, I wrote more and gradually I liked it..."

She walked to the west window, her steps were still a little staggering.

She tripped on her skirt, but fortunately she was supported by Xiao Yi.

She knelt beside Xiao Yi, stared at the words, and whispered: "Maybe, it's because she likes the second brother that she likes what you like..."

The long night is quiet, and the candle flowers are falling quietly.

The bustle and noise in the front yard can be heard faintly in the house.

On a midsummer night, the breeze blew by, and the pomegranate trees outside the window swayed and shook mottled and gorgeous shadows on the two of them.

Nan Baoyi was slightly drunk and raised his hand to grind the ink: "I am too happy to get married tonight, and I am afraid I can't sleep. The long night is long, and my second brother will teach me to write another word, okay?"

The dark green sleeves are slightly rolled up, and the girl's thin wrist is white, like condensed frost and snow.

The most beautiful jade hand is the shiny fingertips dyed a little red. The color of the danke is a stunning beauty that no styling hand in the world can be made of.

She wrote.

——Hide it in the center, when will you forget it?

It is a famous quote in the Book of Songs.

Xiao Yi murmured: "Hide it in the center, when will you forget it, and when will you forget it..."

He gently held Nan Baoyi's hand.

I dare not forget her for a day, nor will I forget her for a day.

He held the back of the girl's head and suddenly lowered his head and kissed her red lips.

The girl drank the wine, and her lips were fragrant and fragrant, making him intoxicated.

Nan Baoyi was stunned, with her dark round pupils, which were brighter and more mellower than the bright moon outside the window, clearly reflecting Xiao Yi's emotional appearance.

The skirt was scattered, like falling petals.

A light breeze passes through the window.

The branches of the pomegranate tree sway and sway, and the round pomegranate fruits turned from green to bright red. Some of them smiled and opened their mouths, revealing crystal clear and plump pomegranate seeds, like shy little dolls.

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See the duck tomorrow
Chapter completed!