Chapter 18: Was written by Xiao Yi

"Second brother..."
The little girl blinked pitifully with tears.
Surrounded by people watching the excitement, Xiao Yi considered her face and said in a deep voice, "Come to the study."
He turned around and left.
Nan Baoyi wiped her little face and hurriedly followed.
She closed the door of the study and glanced at the teenager sitting by the window in fear.
She whipped up to the book table, wringing her hands nervously, "Second brother, I was wrong."
"What's wrong?"
"The mistake is that there is no basic common sense, the mistake is to blow up the kitchen..." Nan Baoyi glanced at him cautiously, "but I also want to repay my second brother for his great kindness..."
Xiao Yi took a sip of hot tea indifferently, "If you don't mess with me, it will be the greatest reward."
Nan Baoyi landed in a low voice, "Oh".
She secretly said that it is a big deal next time not to make fried fish, she can always make some dim sum vegetables, right?
She saw a few pots of flowers outside the study, which were very special, and they were absolutely beautiful when they used them to display them.
While thinking about it, Xiao Yi suddenly picked up a pile of big characters and threw it on her face without mercy, "rewriting."
Nan Baoyi hurriedly bent over to pick it up.
When I saw the very different writing on the rice paper, I felt ashamed.
She blushed and said, "Lotus leaf is really lazy. I can't do it by myself. I have to find a group of people to write. It's shameful to show such a big flaw...Second brother, I will go back and teach her severely."
Xiao Yi's eyes were chilly.
Nan Baoyi panicked.
She took two steps back and carried the rice paper behind her anxiously, "I, I was wrong, I wrote it myself, I wrote it myself..."
So throughout the afternoon, Nan Baoyi was sitting in the study with Xiao Yi's head pressed.
Finally finished writing twenty large characters, it was dusk.
She shook her sore little hand and excitedly showed Xiao Yi the big print, "Second brother!"
Xiao Yi flipped through the pages one by one, circled her well-written characters, and drew a cross if she was too ugly.
Nan Baoyi is near a poem. There is a "Xiao" in the poem. There are 20 characters in a row. All the "Xiao" characters are ugly.
Xiao Yi suspected that she deliberately had trouble with herself.
"Come here," he said.
Nan Baoyi walked over timidly, Xiao Yi told her to hold the brush and "write my name."
Nan Baoyi stood in a daze before the book case.
Write Xiao Yi's name?
His name is a bit complicated, and it must be ugly to write it out.
But the young man stood behind her, the cold and sweet fragrance encircled her whole, the cold and thin eyes were condescending, like a wolf staring at its prey, making her feel embarrassed and timid with nowhere to escape.
Her hand holding the pen trembled slightly.
Xiao Yi looked down, the little girl always curled up her little finger squeamishly, even if she was holding a brush.
Although the pen holding posture is not standard, but unexpectedly...
Pleasing to the eye.
Desperate, he covered her hand from behind.
Nan Baoyi was taken aback and raised her head in surprise.
The boy's outline is cold and beautiful, his cold white skin is warmed in the sunset, and his narrow and dark eyes are full of emotions she can't understand...
As if perceiving her gaze, he whispered: "Look at what I do? Look at the paper."
Nan Baoyi hurriedly lowered her head.
But his eyes fell quietly on his hand.
His palm is full of thin calluses, and the back of her hand hurts.
She was inexplicably disturbed, and subconsciously raised her little finger.
Xiao Yi's eyes became darker.
The little girl's hands were white, tender and soft, holding them in her palms, more comfortable than fine silk.
And the cocked little finger was green and slender, the tail of the finger was broken, and the fingertips showed a little dry red blood stain, which was agitated slightly, as if it was scratching his heart, making his heart itchy...
He forced himself to focus on the paper, holding her hand and writing down.
"Xiao Daoyan..." Nan Baoyi murmured the name on the paper in confusion, "Who is it?"
Xiao Yi recovered, his face was cold, and he crumpled the paper into a ball.
Nan Baoyi didn't understand why he suddenly became angry.
She secretly glanced at the paper dumpling and secretly remembered the name in her heart.
At this time, the setting sun is like blood.
While Nan Baoyi was busy practicing calligraphy, her old father was busy reuniting the family.
Restaurants along the street in Jinguancheng.
Nanguang ordered a table full of dishes, all of which Nan Yan loved.
When the father and daughter were chatting and laughing, the Liu family came here to show off, followed by two maids carrying large and small bags.
The Liu family had already given birth to two children, but dressed like a bride, combed with a cloud bun, dressed in a skirt with green and golden smoke, walking gracefully, worthy of the pillars of Yulouchun.
She took a seat, took the tea from Nanguang, and smiled: "There is still half a month to go to the house. I specially went to the street to buy some rouge gouache and gold hairpin jewelry. Master, I have no wealth. My sister-in-law is an eldest girl from the Escort Bureau. I'm really afraid of being beaten by her in the future."
"Second sister-in-law is resolute and utterly feminine, how can I compare with you?" Nan Guang gently touched her hand, "Poor, after waiting, I beg my mother to give you a few more sets of jewelry. "
The Liu family was shy and timid, "Master, I still have something to ask for."
"Just say it!"
"The concubine's relatives are all out of town, and I won't be able to make it for a while. So I want to invite my little sisters to go to the mansion for a wedding banquet to support me. Do you think it's a success?"
She often played sparrow cards, so she met a group of little sisters.
They are all women with three religions, such as brothel old bustards, wealthy merchants and foreign chambers, and official concubines.
They didn't believe that she could marry into the Nan family to be the third wife, so she wanted them to see with their own eyes, her ability to Liu Xiaomeng!
Nan Guang nodded without thinking.
When he went to the Xifang to go to the toilet, Nan Yan couldn't help but persuade: "Mother, those friends of yours can't get on the stage. What do you ask them to do? Isn't this asking others to watch our jokes?"
Liu took out a palm mirror and stroked his eyebrows, and reprimanded: "What do you know about your adult? I have been an outside room for your father for more than ten years, but I can't even touch the gate of the palace. I don't know what it is like to be laughed at by them. Now that I have finally raised my eyebrows, of course I want everyone to see my majesty!"
She put away her hands, "My dear daughter, how have you been in the past few days? Did Nan Baoyi bully you?"
Nan Yanhong's eyes circled, "Relying on the love of the elders in the house, she naturally bullied her daughter in every possible way! She only hates her for not being able to keep up with her, so that I am still an outside lady..."
Liu sighed and touched her cheek with pity, "No matter how long you bear it, our good day is coming. When your mother becomes a wife, I will choose a good marriage for you."
Nan Yan remembered Nan Baoyi's marriage.
Nan Baoyi is so fateful that he can marry the son of the prefect of Shu County...
I heard that Young Master Cheng is studying abroad in Chang'an, and his homework and appearance are excellent. He will definitely become an official in the future. By then, Nan Baoyi will be a serious official's wife. How glorious!
She whispered: "Mother, I think Nan Baoyi's marriage is pretty good."
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Thank you for the recommendation votes of the little fairies, so many familiar IDs, hugging everyone viciously!
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