Chapter 1050: He wants to have a dress made by Nan Jiaojiao

Xiao Yi was eating tea.
Seeing that the little girl beside him hadn't spoken for a long time, he couldn't help looking at her.
The little girl held her face in her hands and looked attentively, as if she wished to think of a solution for him immediately.
He felt softer in his heart, and stretched out his hand to squeeze Nan Baoyi's face: "It's just a small matter, don't worry, I can solve it."
"but--"
"Shhh."
Xiao Yi stretched out her index finger and pressed it against her bright red lips.
He suddenly approached her and sniffed the incense on her cheek.
The cream she used has a light scent of hibiscus, which smells nice.
The gaze moved down and fell on her lips.
At this hour, Xiao Dingzhao's little is still studying at the Imperial College, and Xiao A Chou is sleeping.
His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he was suddenly playful: "I only ate persimmons just now, but I didn't taste the taste of golden syrup plum candy. I was a little greedy.
Nan Baoyi clearly caught the change in his eyes.
She felt bad.
She swallowed, and her little quietly moved back: "Then, I will get it for you?"
Before moving two inches out, Xiao Yi's fingertips lightly pressed against the corners of her lips.
The thin lips were close to the girl's lips, and he bent his eyes: "It doesn't have to be that troublesome."
As soon as the words fell, an extremely gentle kiss landed seriously on Nan Baoyi's lips.
Although the little girl rinsed her mouth, he tasted it and it was still very sweet.
The little girl from the south family, why is it so sweet?
I don't seem to have enough for a lifetime.
The girl's lace was hooked off with his fingertips.
Nan Baoyi's pupils dilated and her body was stiff.
The sun has not yet set, this, this is still blue sky and white sun...
Second brother...
It's so presumptuous!
...
The next day.
Xiao Yi went to the court, and Nan Baoyi slept until midday before getting up and washing up.
I don't know how to control!
Lawless!
She gritted her teeth, wishing she could scratch Xiao Yi's handsome face a few more times!
Seeing her flexing her ten fingers and spreading her teeth and dancing claws, she couldn't help but said, "What's wrong with your hand? Why is it twitching so badly? Would you like to ask a doctor to see it? If you have epilepsy, you will be in trouble."
Epilepsy...
Nan Baoyi's fingers were stiff.
She had to put down her hands in silence: "No, nothing..."
There is nothing wrong with her, but there is something in the royal study room.
Several courtiers are reporting the snow disaster.
The report was reported, but his eyes couldn't help but look at Xiao Yi's face.
The distinguished emperor, with a few red marks on his neck, he knew at first glance that it was his daughter's family who scratched his nails between the bedclothes.
The dignified emperor was even scratched!
Thinking about it, it was the famous Nan girl who scratched it.
Xiao Yi looked down at the memorial with his eyes down, without looking up, and said coldly, "What to look at?"
Several courtiers were shocked and hurriedly kneeled to the ground: "Your Majesty's Ninth Five-Year Lord, but was bullied by a little woman. It is inconsistent with etiquette! According to the law, those who hurt your Majesty's dragon body--"
Xiao Yi suddenly raised his eyes.
Eichhornia is like a sharp blade out of its sheath, making the courtiers silent instantly.
Xiao Yi closed the memorial and threw the brush on the minister's forehead.
The minister was terrified, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, forgive me! The Nan girl must have been an inadvertent mistake, and the minister is arrogant! It is just that the Nan girl really needs to cultivate more female virtues and beat the emperor. Don’t do it again!"
Xiao Yi stared at them.
After a long while, he asked back: "Your wife, are you good in virtue?"
A group of courtiers immediately beamed with joy.
Compared with Nan Baoyi, their wife is simply a fairy!
An old minister known for his affection proudly rolled up the sleeves of his official robes: "Weichen’s jackets and jackets over the years have all been made by his wife. One stitch and one thread is full of love. The Weichen wears it. Body, warm in my heart!"
"Weichen too!"
"Weichen's pillow towel and handkerchief were also embroidered by his wife!"
"Your wife is not good, my husband is very talented, all my shoes and socks in these years are made by the wife. Look at this workmanship, look at this pattern..."
"Oh, what is embroidery? My wife can cook 108 dishes!"
"..."
A good study room has become a place to show off his wife's craftsmanship.
Xiao Yi looked at them condescendingly.
The look was contemptuous, and it seemed to hide envy.
He scanned the jacket of the veteran.
Speaking of which, Nan Jiaojiao hasn't made clothes for him yet.
He also really wants to have a piece of clothes made by Nan Jiaojiao...
In front of outsiders, he quickly reduced his envy, and said coldly: "No matter how much noise, get out of me!"
The noise of the imperial study room stopped.
Xiao Yi finished dealing with the memorial about the snow disaster, and said: "When I first ascended the throne, in addition to amnesting the world, I should also release some palace members to save the expenditure of the sixth house. Do you have any objections to this?"
Several courtiers looked at each other, shook their heads, and said, "Your Majesty is kind!"
It is indeed a good deed to let the older palace people return to their hometown.
Xiao Yi then inscribed the edict for the people who put the palace back home.
The edict was passed to Lenggong, and the girls who had been imprisoned for many years couldn't help crying with joy.
The palace is full of joy.
"I heard that it was Nan Girl's request, Nan Girl is really a good person!"
"Have you noticed it? Your Majesty seems to listen to the words of the Nan girl very much. I heard that they are childhood sweethearts. I really envy you!"
"I have had the honor to meet Nan girl, she is a little bit squeamish, but she doesn't have much air, and she feels like a sister when she gets close!"
"..."
The girl in the colorful Luoyu skirt sat on the eaves of the palace holding the silk lantern, listening to the excited conversation from the veranda below.
She tilted her head and looked suspiciously to the far north.
Let them go home?
Nan Baoyi, what she described with that woman, seemed a little different.
The girl hesitated for a moment, suddenly a Harrier turned over and swiftly swept towards Changle Palace.
She suddenly wanted to meet Nan Baoyi.
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Happy Winter Solstice!