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

"You really don't understand?"

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows and bumped into her.

Nan Baoyi let out a soft cry.

She tremblingly wrapped her arms around the man's neck, her cheeks were as red as peach blossoms, she quickly lowered her eyes, and said softly in a hoarse voice, "It's much better than...better than before..."

Xiao Yi smiled with satisfaction.

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

outside the temple.

He Ye was eavesdropping on the wall, but he didn't hear her girl's usual screams of "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

She was about to leave in peace, when she ran into Shi Ku as soon as she turned around.

The black-faced guard was holding a long knife, and said fiercely: "The master is working inside, what are you eavesdropping on?"

He Ye was afraid that he would be nervous, so she quickly lowered her head: "I'm afraid that the prince will treat my girl badly..."

Ten bitternesses and displeasure: "My master loves the princess the most. For the past half month, he has been going to the Bamboo Leaf Hall every day, spending a lot of money to ask the young men in the hall for scriptures, and he only has to sit in the hall to sell meat. This is not enough. Call me the princess?!"

Lotus leaf: "..."

Three question marks above the head.

Bamboo Leaf Pavilion?

Little boy?

Sit in court?

The lonely and cold regent, what has happened in the past half a month!

in the hall.

Faced with Nan Baoyi's doubts, Xiao Yi quickly flashed embarrassment.

With a calm face, he said calmly: "Of course I learned it from the picture book, does Jiaojiao like it?"

Nan Baoyi bit her lower lip and nodded shyly.

She was also really tired, and rolled carefully into the side of the bed, pulled off the brocade quilt and was about to take a rest, when the man's rough palms with callouses rested on her shoulders, and pressed them from behind.

Nan Baoyi couldn't stand it anymore, sobbing: "Second brother..."

"Um?"

The man's final voice was low and provocative, and his fingertips traced the girl's spine, causing a tingling numbness.

"I don't want it anymore..." Nan Baoyi frowned, threatening in a coquettish voice, "You, if you dare to act recklessly, I will punish you..."

But she trembled like that, and her voice was so soft that in Xiao Yi's ears, she really didn't threaten at all.

To die under the peony flower is to be a ghost.

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

Xiao Yi's eyebrows and eyes were evil, and she whispered viciously in her ear: "Jiaojiao has neglected me for half a month, and I have to make up for it today..."

He Ye and Shi stick around outside the hall.

From noon to noon, and from noon to dusk.

Seeing that the sky had completely darkened, Xiao Yi's voice calling for water came from inside.

He Ye led the maidservants in to serve, the hall was full of strange fragrance, the curtains were lowered, and the candles were dimly lit.

She peeked out,

When Xiao Yi opened the curtain, his daughter was nestled in the brocade quilt, with one arm resting outside, on that white and tender skin...

He wanted to take a closer look, but Xiao Yi stared at him coldly.

The lotus leaf was frightened to death, and hurriedly waited respectfully.

When Nan Baoyi woke up, it was past midnight.

She had already been hugged and bathed by Xiao Yi, and she changed into soft and clean pajamas.

She rubbed her eyes, and saw Xiao Yi sitting on the bedside and flipping through the memorials, the lights were warm and yellow, and the black jacket made his appearance look like gold and jade, when he casually turned the pages, he looked like a gentleman.

But when he just got angry...

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

Xiao Yi was not annoyed either, he caught the pillow and said with a smile, "Are you hungry? The small kitchen cooked bird's nest porridge for you, how about asking the maid to bring it in?"

Nan Baoyi refused to talk to him.

She straightened her long crow-green hair, felt the pain all over her body, suddenly stretched out her little feet, and kicked him unhappily, 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 smile, his aura is quite scary.

Nan Baoyi felt guilty, didn't dare to look him in the eyes, silently retracted his little feet, and said in a low voice: "Let you, let you go and kneel on the ground... You have agreed to listen to me..."

Xiao Yi glanced at the mark on her leg.

Xiaojiao Niang's skin was too delicate and fair, he just kissed it a little, pinched it a little, and there were many marks on it.

Look at it, it's so painful.

He pondered for a moment, closed the memorial, and actually obediently got down on the bed, kneeling at the foot of the bed.

He raised Danfeng's eyes, and coaxed her with a drawn-out tone: "Is this possible?"

Nan Baoyi hugged the embroidered pillow.

She didn't expect Xiao Yi to be so obedient, and she seemed to be overjoyed, but tried to teach him with a stern face: "From now on, if you are as intemperate as you are today, go kneeling outside the dormitory! Remember it?"

Xiao Yi suppressed a smile, and nodded: "Remember it firmly."

Nan Baoyi lowered his head, picked up the memorial he had placed beside his pillow, and curiously flipped through a few pages.

It was sent from the frontier, but it was not sent to Chu Huainan's imperial study, but was sent directly to the second brother's Prince Regent's Mansion. On the first few pages, there were his handwriting for review with a vermilion pen.

The second elder brother has already started to blatantly grab the imperial power.

Nan Baoyi was not interested in political affairs, so he put down the memorial, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't finished reading the letter during the day.

Her legs were so weak that it was inconvenient to move, so she mobilized Xiao Yi: "Go, help me get the letterhead from the Xichuang short case."

Xiao Yi obediently brought her the letterhead.

When handing it over to Nan Baoyi, his fingertips seemed to touch her little hand casually.

Nan Baoyi glared at him: "Kneel back!"

Xiao Yi made a "tsk" sound, and lazily knelt back.

Nan Baoyi opened the letter, and it was indeed sent by the little 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 brought back to Chang'an by the young master, she lived in the Zhen Guogong's mansion as a concubine.

Mrs. Zhen Guogong, that is, the eldest princess of Dayong, although she didn't think highly of her, she didn't treat her harshly. She lived alone in another garden. She not only had a small kitchen, but also had six cooks. Have a great time.

Although Zhen Guogong's mansion lived happily, she was a little troubled now, because the little prince was always pestering her, both during the day and at night.

The little cousin asked her to help her to come up with an idea, whether to follow the little grandpa or not.

Nan Baoyi was confused.

Zhuzhu sent a letter back from a long distance, and she actually asked her this kind of question!

Questions like this...

Of course she should make up her own mind!

What's more, the letter paper came and went again and again, and it took a lot of time on the road. When she replied and mailed it, Zhu Zhu might even have a child!

She turned to the back of the letter, and saw that there was another line on the back:

— Think about how to answer. If it works, in the future when you arrive in Chang'an, your brother-in-law will protect you, otherwise...

The handwriting is strong, neat and beautiful, showing a menacing meaning.

Apparently the little father-in-law secretly wrote it while Zhuzhu was not paying attention.

Nan Baoyi was silent.

The little father-in-law is really not ashamed, even calling himself "brother-in-law".

She eased the pain in her legs, leaned on the bed, and walked carefully to the west window, laying paper and ink carefully, and wanted to write back to her little cousin.

Xiao Yi suggested: "I'll serve Jiaojiao and study ink, okay?"

Nan Baoyi didn't lift his head: "Kneel down honestly."

Xiao Yi: "..."

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Oh, ask for a monthly ticket,

Immediately draw twenty small red envelopes

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