Chapter 1117: In his palm

Xiao Yi woke up and sat up.
He touched the girl's hot forehead: "But is it a nightmare?"
Nan Baoyi gradually slowed down.
She glanced at the luxurious Luo Zeng and the quilt, and then at the handsome and beautiful Langjun in front of her, realizing that she had escaped the terrible sea of ​​suffering, and her thumping heart was only slightly settled.
She threw herself into Xiao Yi's arms, her voice aggrieved and squeamish: "Angina, I can't sleep well at night, my second brother rubbed it for me..."
Xiao Yi hugged her.
The little girl is as soft as boneless, so petite in his arms, with dazzling green silk, her face just like a spring peony when she wakes up, and the scent of hibiscus that seems to be absent from the tents is really attractive.
He kissed her blushing lips uncontrollably, holding her slender waist with one hand, and combing her green silk with the other. His tone was helpless but indulged: "How old is it to act like a baby in the middle of the night?"
Hearing his voice, Nan Baoyi's heart became more stable.
She sniffed his taste and rubbed his chest with her cheek reliantly: "Will you return to Jinguancheng on New Year's Eve this year? A weak and Xiao A Chou are also at the age when they are beginning to be sensible. Take them to the hometown where we grew up. Take a look and tell them to see a wider world. I myself, miss my grandmother and father very much..."
The little girl whispered softly, making Xiao Yi's heart melt.
He is always responsive to her.
After the news about returning to Jinguan City for New Year's Eve spread, Nan Baozhu, Han Yanliang, Jiang Suihan and others also clamored to go back together. On the day of departure, the car drove forward without end and mightyly headed southwest.
After traveling for more than half a month, Nan Baoyi finally saw the hometown in his memory.
The plaque inscribed "Jinguan City" is simple and vicissitudes of life. Passing through the gate, the streets and lanes are still familiar to her. Even the flower cake shop that she and her little cousin frequented when she was young has not changed. Business is still booming.
Nan Baoyi's eyes were slightly hot, and he subconsciously grasped Ah Weak's little hand.
A Wei clearly felt the trembling of her fingertips, and said in a childish voice, "Why did A Niang cry?"
Nan Baoyi's eyes were more moist.
She silently took the little guy into her arms, teardrops rolling down her cheeks uncontrollably.
There is always a place where a wanderer can travel thousands of miles and still worry about his heart, can be called a wanderer even after years of absence, can be called the most knowledgeable person, because that place is the most common but the most familiar. A tree shed tears.
That place is called hometown.
Xiao Yi embraced Nan Baoyi and touched her head comfortingly.
...
To Nan Baoyi, everything is fine in Nanfu.
Although her grandmother can't remember anything in her age, her body is very tough. With her son, daughter-in-law and great-granddaughter, she is happy all day, as if she was a few years younger than in Chang'an.
In addition to the bank business, the business of Shu brocade in the Nan family is also booming. Now he is the largest Shu brocade merchant in the entire southwest, and his residence has doubled.
Nan Baoyi and Xiao Yi are still resting in Chaowenyuan.
When the maid was packing her luggage, Nan Baoyi was sitting under the west window making tea, and said softly to Aqiu and Xiao Achu, "When I lived here, your father used to me to study, but it's strict!"
A weak interested: "Did A Niang study well when she was young?"
Nan Baoyi was embarrassed.
It's not just bad, it's a idiot who doesn't know how to write!
Xiao Yi, who was sorting out his papers, raised his eyes to look at her and chuckled with thin lips.
Nan Baoyi was even more embarrassed: "Second brother, what are you laughing at, did you dislike me a lot back then?"
Xiao Yi shook his head: "I didn't dislike it. Back then... I only thought that Jiaojiao's face was extremely gorgeous. If you can have poems and books, then it will be the icing on the cake. Naturally, if you really refused to learn back then, I am still I like you."
It is not clear when it was tempted.
When I was young, I only felt that the daughter of the Nan family was stubborn and unruly.
Obviously I should hate her extremely, but whenever she looked at him with those pure and pure Danfeng eyes, he couldn't get angry anyway.
He thought, Nan Jiaojiao is just a spoiled child, what can a child be nasty, she is just a little bit more naughty than other children.
He silently paid attention to her growing up, watching her getting taller and taller, watching her face getting more and more charming, watching her treat her mother and daughter sincerely, watching her affectionately for Cheng Deji ...
But now, what he regrets most is that in his previous life, for the so-called youthful spirit, he watched her jump into the fire pit forever.
How cruel was he at that time?
Xiao Yi pressed his guilt to the bottom of his heart, and vowed secretly that for the rest of his life, he must spoil the baby he had acquired after two years of ups and downs.
...
Heavy snow covered the city.
This year's New Year's Eve dinner in Nanfu was extremely lively. The hall was full of lights and magnificent, and the table was drunk, and the children headed by Ah Weak sat at the small round table and had a great time.
The banquet continued into the night.
Nan Baoyi drank too much and couldn't care about keeping the old age. He tilted his head and fell asleep on the couch, feeling dazedly that Xiao Yi helped her take off her socks and skirts, and carefully tucked the quilt for her.
When she slept until Yin, she suddenly woke up and sat up after she woke up. She subconsciously touched the pillow next to her, only to realize that Xiao Yi was not by her side.
"Second brother?"
She called softly.
After hearing the movement coming in, he picked up the tent for her and smiled: "The princess woke up? The master just went out and said that there is something important and will be back soon. Don't worry."
Nan Baoyi nodded.
She combed her makeup and said, "I can't sleep anymore. Go for a walk. You don't have to follow."
All the way through the corridor through the courtyard.
In Songhe Courtyard, the light in the grandmother's room was still on. Mother Ji said that her grandmother was preparing the New Year's Eve money for the first month, but she couldn't figure it out.
Little cousin and Ning Wanzhou were still up and playing in the snow with full energy.
Han Yanliang danced in the snow in a wide-sleeved costume, Shen Yi Jujue standing beside him with a thick cloak and a hand warmer, with no appreciation on her face, full of worries for fear of her catching a cold.
Jiang Suihan and Xie Alou invited Nan Chengli and Ning Fanhua, and the four of them gathered up a lively poker game, and they were fiercely using something called "Mahjong" to fight small gambling.
Nan Baoyi went all the way, but he never saw his second brother.
Where did he go?
She went to the loquat yard alone. The yard was quiet. The whole yard was even more dilapidated because of no one inhabited for a long time, but the loquat tree became more and more luxuriant, and a thick layer of snow accumulated on the branches. Can produce sweet loquat.
The second brother is not here.
Nan Baoyi stood under the eaves for a moment, then suddenly walked to the stable.
She took out a horse and rode it out of Nanfu.
Because of the identity of Princess Yong, she easily left Jinguan City, along the official road, according to the impression in her memory, all the way to the outskirts of the city.
When trekking up the mountain, it was the faint dawn.
Holding her skirt, she saw from a distance a familiar figure sitting under the peach blossom tree, stroking the awkward trunk.
"Second brother!"
She was crisp.
Xiao Yi looked back and smiled, "You actually came."
"You can't find the second brother anywhere, I guessed you were here." Nan Baoyi stepped forward, sat beside him, and looked around curiously, "Here, is the place where you buried me in the previous life?"
Xiao Yi nodded.
In his previous life, he had guarded her lonely grave here for many years.
No matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, he always loved to be in front of her tomb, sweeping away the petals and fallen leaves for her, brushing the dust on the tombstone for her, and putting on her the flower cakes and fruit wine that she loved during her lifetime.
She also kissed her tombstone uncontrollably, as if kissing his beloved baby.
But the tombstone is cold.
Under the peach blossom tree, the light is gentle.
Xiao Yi lifted Nan Baoyi's face.
Staring for a moment, he suddenly kissed deeply.
Everything in the previous life is false.
At the beginning of the new year, the world is vast.
They are real and eternal at this moment.
He is willing to spend the rest of his life, protect her for a full moon, and spend all his life in his palm.
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