Chapter 172: Break the conspiracy

"Miss, what do you mean by this?" Lotus leaf was puzzled.
Nan Baoyi motioned to her to look at the brocade box.
The box is covered with thick flannel, and a white porcelain New Year picture doll lies on the flannel, which is very delicate and lovely.
But weirdly, the eyes of the doll are red.
Lotus leaf is ignorant: "Except for the weird eyes, other places are quite delicate..."
Nan Baoyi took it out to play.
After a short while, two lines of bright red blood and tears burst into the eyes of Porcelain Doll, which set off her innocent smiling face, which was extremely terrifying and terrifying.
Lotus Leaf covered her mouth in disbelief, "This baby...couldn't it be ominous? Miss, are we going to the temple to ask for a sign to worship a Buddha?"
"It is not the object that is ominous, but the human heart."
Nan Baoyi smashed the doll indifferently.
There are white tiles all over the floor.
She picked up one, put it under the tip of her nose, sniffed, and said faintly: "It's wax oil. The blood and tears just now are the coagulated red wax oil that melts at the stove's high temperature, causing the illusion of bleeding and tears."
In her previous life in the palace, she had seen too many private means.
The concubines framed each other and used red wax oil to fake the Phoenix's blood crying. The countless cases were extremely naive.
Nan Jing made such a and tearful doll, but treated her as an unaware Miss Jiaojiao, trying to scare her and vent her anger to his mother Liu Xiaomeng.
Unfortunately, she is no longer the Nan Baoyi of her previous life.
Lotus leaf is not annoyed: "They spend all the money in the house on food and clothing, and they are embarrassed to deal with you! Miss, the slave and maid tell the old lady to go!"
"He won't admit it." Nan Baoyi slowly peeled the orange, "A gift, how many people's hands will pass, even if the grandmother asks it, he won't recognize it, but will hurt the little girls who have touched the gift. "
"But he scared Miss so much, should we just forget it?!"
Nan Baoyi broke the oranges and divided them into lotus leaves.
Her eyebrows were crooked: "My lady of yours has a pure heart, and I like to do things that repay grievances with virtue. I am idle as well. I gave Nanjing a red thread last night. I think he will soon be able to usher in the greatness of life. happy event."
Lotus leaf became even more angry: "The slave servant is getting more confused. He harmed you. Do you want to help him lead the red line?"
Nan Baoyi laughed but said nothing.
She was eating orange slices, her face was sweet, as if she was in a good mood.
At this time, the front yard wing room.
Liu Xiaomeng still stays on the sick bed because of her miscarriage.
She has a haggard face, the beauty that was meticulously maintained in the past has long since disappeared, and her eyebrows are all over the fine lines, leaving only the bitter and mean unrequited feud.
She held Nan Jing's hand tightly and shed tears while staring at her son.
"Mother, don't be sad. The child is back. All the demons and demons that have harmed you will not end well." The young man was absolutely determined.
His appearance is three-thirds like Nanguang.
But there is a bit more refined and bookish air, and his behavior is calm and elegant.
Wearing a golden crown, a jade belt hanging on the waist, wearing a luxurious sable cloak, the meticulous care of the whole body, he looks like a rich man.
Liu Xiaomeng only shed tears.
Finally crying enough, she said in a dumb voice: "Pity the child I shed. He is six months old and is still a male fetus... Although your uncle pushed me, the root cause is Nan Baoyi and Cheng Yerou’s fault! Jinger, you promised to be a mother and you must give me revenge!"
Nan Jing gently helped her lie down, "Mother, don't worry. Our family moved into Nanfu, and my sister intercepted Nan Baoyi's marriage. This is a good sign. If you want to come to the new year, there will be more More happy events."
He tucked the quilt for Liu Xiaomeng, got up and left the bedroom.
Nan Yan waited under the gallery, staring at him, covering her fan, and asked, "Brother went to please grandmother? Does she treat you differently because you are a grandson?"
Nan Jing shook his head.
Nan Yan sneered: "That old woman is really stubborn. The old lady of someone else's family can't wait to spoil her grandson. She is good, but she actually spoils her granddaughter. What is so good about Nan Baoyi to make her spoil her like that?!"
Nan Jing is indifferent: "Yan'er, you are much smarter than Nan Baoyi, why did you let your mother fall into this field? Why didn't you look at Dad and let him be confused by other women?"
"You blame me?"
"Don't blame you, who is it? You can't even deal with that idiot Nan Baoyi, but let her climb on Xiao Yi, it's really useless!"
Nan Yan's face flushed.
She held the embroidered handkerchief and said for a long time: "At least, I won the marriage contract with Brother Cheng! It's brother you, you are at the age of marriage, are there any girls you like?"
Nan Jing was impatient, "Of course my marriage can't be trifling."
"That's... Brother can wait for senior high school scholars, and then choose officials and ladies in Shengjingcheng. To me, it's best to be a prime minister's daughter to bring convenience to my brother."
The siblings talked about their marriage, and the atmosphere became a little more harmonious.
Nan Jing calmed down his tone and said with a serious face: "Nan Baoyi, after all, can't keep it. You and your mother and wife's kindness, tolerating her living to this day, don't know that you are raising a tiger."
"What do you mean by brother?"
Nan Jing did not speak, but his eyes were extremely dark.
Nan Yan whispered: "The Nan family takes her as a treasure, and the maid next to Jingxihou takes care of her food. Whether it is murder or poisoning, we have no chance."
"Yan'er, I haven't seen you in a year, why are you getting more stupid?" Nan Jing was unhappy, "It is not convenient for us to start, won't we spend money to hire a killer?"
"Hire a killer?" Nan Yan was startled slightly.
"When I was studying in the academy, I had made friends with a lot of people of the three teachings and nine tiers. I knew that there was a theater in Shu County that was secretly taking care of assassinations, so I left it to me."
The brothers and sisters finished their discussions and went back to the house.
At the corner, Liu Lian'er was holding a cup of duck soup with a gloomy expression.
She heard that Nan Jing was back, so she deliberately came here under the pretext of giving Liu Xiaomeng a nourishing duck soup to see him.
Unexpectedly, I ran into this conspiracy between the brothers and sisters.
She smiled and quietly left with the duck soup.
That night.
Nan Jingmu turned around and came out from behind the screen, only to see an extra woman in the room.
Liu Lian'er dressed plainly and gently served him soup, "Knowing that his cousin came back, Lian'er made a special cooking and made a pot of old duck soup for his cousin."
Nan Jing looked down on the family of Uncle.
He sat down at the round table and said in a deep voice, "There is a difference between men and women. You should not come to me in the middle of the night from now on. Showing it to others will damage my reputation."
"Cousin is very particular about etiquette?" Liu Lian'er held the duck soup to him.
Nanjing did not answer.
He glanced critically at the duck soup, "You came from the country, and the stewed food has nothing to do with it. I only drink the duck soup cooked by the chef in the restaurant. You take this thing away."
After speaking, he picked up a book and looked through it.
Liu Lian'er smiled and said, "Cousin, asking the killer to spend a lot of money, and there is extra money to go out to eat out? As expected of the grandson of Nanfu, the cousin is really generous."