Chapter 1112: This is our home, does Jiaojiao like it

Poinsettia's face was faintly blue and white.
He stared at Xiao Yi, and said every word: "You know, what are you talking about?!"
Over the years, how much has he devoted himself to A Yan?
How dare he betray their common aspirations!
Xiao Yi's face was calm, and he repeated earnestly: "I'm wrong with this emperor."
Nan Baoyi couldn't help muttering: "Second brother..."
The civil and military officials finally recovered, and slammed their heads: "Your Majesty, think twice!"
Xiao Yi glanced at them coldly, sarcastically: "Since I became the throne, you have repeatedly reduced the power of the family and promoted the younger ones. You have already complained to me in your heart. Hearing my meditative position, I am afraid that it is too late to be happy, so why be ashamed?"
The words made the heads of the officials hang deeper, and shudder quietly spread across their backs.
Poinsettia refused to give up and asked with red eyes: "Is there no one in the world that is more suitable for that position than you?! You are justified--"
"Just right?"
Xiao Yi interrupted her: "The true successor is the Crown Prince Xiao Dingzhao."
He glanced at ten words.
Shiyan immediately stepped forward and said loudly: "The crown prince Xiao Dingzhao is not the birthright of my master, but the flesh and blood of the first prince and the concubine Wen. The first prince was killed in the past, and the concubine went to Shengjing to join my master. Considering the safety of the little prince, he did not dare to expose his life experience. He has been considered his own child for these years."
This news was tantamount to shocking the secrets, and completely stunned Baiguan.
Nan Baoyi's hanging heart quietly fell.
She knew what the second brother wanted to do.
He wanted to return Jiangshan and the throne to A weak.
She couldn't help looking at the man.
He stood in the autumn sun with a handsome face. After so many years of ups and downs, he was a bit more introverted, like a pine that would not break and wither.
In all fairness, how many people in the world have the courage to give up so simply after they have tasted the supreme power of all words?
The second brother's disposition made her respect.
She thought, and heard Poinsettia sneer: "The first prince committed the crime of treason, how can his son inherit the country?!"
Xiao Yi said indifferently: "You know better than anyone else whether you have committed the crime of treason. It's a pain."
Shiku had been prepared, and immediately brought a few detained men over.
He shouted: "Master, everyone is here. The first prince was accused of conspiracy and was condemned, but was secretly framed by Queen Shen. These people were all staff in the prince's mansion, and they were ordered by Queen Shen. , Repeatedly told the prince that Empress Shen intended to kill him, and often claimed that Empress Shen intended to endanger Jiangshan community.
"The prince has the world in his heart, and often rests on this. He couldn't help but decided to retake the country from Empress Shen. It turns out that the true conspirator is indeed Empress Shen. The first prince is innocent!"
The men knelt down and begged for mercy, and told them what Empress Shen asked them to do back then.
Baiguan remained silent, quite uneasy in his heart.
They also knew that the first prince was wronged, but...
When Empress Shen covered the sky with one hand, they did not dare to speak.
Xiao Yi's eyebrows stretched slightly.
He raised his eyes and looked at the distant mountains.
Above the mountains, there are endless beacon towers, extending to the north.
In the past years, the emperor had joined hands with many friends to climb the beacon tower, telling his ambitions.
He was in the distance, unable to participate in such a vigorous young blood.
But now that he reversed the case for the emperor brother, it can be regarded as another degree of participation.
His eyes were soft, in a trance, as if he saw the sunlight pouring from the sky toward the beacon tower. The white-clothed golden-crowned gentleman emperor was standing on the beacon tower with a smile, leaning on the railing and overlooking the great river and mountains.
Xiao Yi closed his eyes, his eyes moist.
Nan Baoyi looked in his eyes, thought about it, and quietly held his hand for comfort by the overturning of his wide sleeves.
Xiao Yi paused, and looked at Poinsettia again: "On the merits, Ding Zhao is more decent than me. This country should be his. Today, Xiao Daoyan is officially in him. Master, in the future, I will not mention me as the emperor. thing."
He held Nan Baoyi, turned around and left.
The poinsettia almost collapsed.
He was hysterical: "Xiao Daoyan! How dare you!"
Xiao Yi was silent for a moment with her back to him, and then whispered, "You forced me."
No longer caring about Baiguan's shock, and no longer caring about Poinsettia's despair, he took Nan Baoyi away from Jinque Terrace, hugged her on horseback, and galloped all the way to Chang'an.
He took her straight to the former residence of the former prince Xiao Ning.
The desolate and deserted mansion has been renovated. The plants and trees are precious, the pavilions are exquisite and gorgeous, the furniture in the house is extremely expensive, and there are even many servants and maids waiting in the house.
Nan Baoyi was led through the courtyard by him. Seeing these scenes, he couldn't help wondering: "Is this the second brother prepared this morning?"
Xiao Yi said "um".
Stepping into the boudoir, Nan Baoyi looks around. The golden nanmu wardrobe is engraved with her favorite hibiscus flowers and iron-eating animal patterns. The bed nets and brocade are all her favorite garnet red colors. The makeup mirror is embedded with lotus gold foil patches , Rouge gouache and makeup and jewelry are all ready.
She was surprised: "Second brother..."
Xiao Yi hugged her waist from behind, lowered her head and buried her neck, sniffed her greedily, and whispered: "I have been thinking about Zen for a long time, so I asked someone to repair it earlier. This mansion. This is our future home, does Jiaojiao like it?"
Nan Baoyi's cheeks glowed with peach blossoms, Dan Feng's eyes were bright: "Of course I like..."
Xiao Yi's thin lips smiled more.
The big palm rubbed her delicate waist. The girl's waist was too slender, and he could overturn it with a single palm. He was always afraid that she would not be able to withstand the toss during the night.
He thought, quickly suppressing these charming thoughts, and said with a serious face: "The Zen position is not a trivial matter. I have to go to the palace. I don't know how long to come back. You stay at home, what you want, just make peace. Said the maid."
After he left, Nan Baoyi rested for a while and decided to go back to Nanjia first.
Grandma and they haven't seen her for a long time, I'm afraid they missed her and worried.
She went straight to Nanfu in the carriage.
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the other side.
As Xiao Yi left, the civil and military officials gathered on the Jinque stage were like ants on a hot pot, eagerly rushing to the palace, wanting to see how the situation develops.
Poinsettia left Jinque Terrace alone, without riding a carriage, but walking quietly on the road.
I don't know how long he has been walking, his knees suddenly weakened and he fell to the ground embarrassedly.
He looked around anxiously, all he could see was green mountains and green waters, and under the towering ancient trees, was a dilapidated mountain temple, where the clay statues looked at him quietly.
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Good night