Chapter 189: Brother troubles the world for you

It is dusk.
The sky was darkened by the dark clouds outside the window, and the sky was eager to snow again.
Aftertaste led the two little maids, lit the blue gauze lamp, and as the fires lit up, the whole study was bright and warm again.
The north wind roared outside.
Nan Baoyi was holding the celadon furnace, staring at Shen Yichao's side in a daze.
After a while, she suddenly rolled her sleeves and studied ink for him diligently.
She warmly said: "Master Shen has the talents of heaven and latitude, and the little girl admires it. Since the master is good at observing the sky at night, divination and asking hexagrams, I wonder if he can help the little girl count the southern family fortune? The little girl must be given a lot of money."
Shen Yichao refused: "boring."
Nan Baoyi choked.
Also, this product was born in a noble family, and naturally looked down on her heavy rewards.
She didn't bother to study ink for him again, and continued to burn the stove.
Yan Jiyan, she noticed a piece of paper under the ledger.
The small official script on paper is very elegant:
Thousands of miles in the red land, hungry and dying; Qianlong is in the abyss, and the blue clouds are straight up; the good birds choose the wood, and the white clothes look like. Peach blossom evil blood, the hope of the two generations.
Nan Baoyi raised her eyebrows.
"Thousands of miles in the red land, hungry and dying", if she guessed correctly, it should refer to the drought and famine in Shu County this year.
Shen Yichao even figured this out?
She couldn't help but glance at him more.
The young man in white clothes wins snow, with a dignified and self-reliant posture under the lamp, and is dealing with food-related accounts.
He looked uncomfortable, but he also thought about the famine in Shu County. He didn't want the people to starve to death, so he took the initiative to help, right?
"The dragon is in the deep, and the blue clouds are straight up", referring to the minister of authority.
"Good birds choose woods, white clothes look good", roughly refers to Shen Yichao himself.
A good bird chooses wood to live, and he chooses to be loyal to the power minister, so that the chicken and dog can ascend to heaven.
What is puzzling is the last sentence.
"Peach Blossom Fiendish Blood, the hope of the two generations..."
She groaned subconsciously.
Shen Yichao said coldly: "This is the horoscope that I diagnosed on New Year's Eve. The first few sentences are easy to understand, but the last sentence is strange.'Peach Blossom' is a catastrophe, often referring to disasters caused by women. Judging from my experience, There is a demon girl who will bring disaster to the world."
Nan Baoyi was silent.
The words "two generations" are too harsh.
So "Peach Blossom Fiendish Blood" refers to her, right?
If according to Shen Yichao's explanation, then the woman who is miserable is she...
She was a little uncomfortable, put down the celadon stove and got up to leave.
Walking into the gallery, the sky was completely dark.
Snow flopped, gradually showing goose feathers.
She only wore a thin jacket and skirt, and embroidered shoes on the blue bricks were very cold.
Since returning from rebirth, she has never thought about hurting unrelated people, and even the famine in Shu County has an attitude of saving people as much as possible.
Her greatest wish is to lead the whole family together to live a good life, to marry a strong and powerful son, how could it become a disaster?
The snowflakes were blown to the eyelashes by the cold wind, and it was a bit cold.
She rubbed her eyes, but she felt warm.
She raised her head, and the minister of authority did not know when to come out, and was wrapping his mink fur cloak around her shoulders.
"Second brother..."
She touched the warm mink and tried her best to raise a sweet smile.
She didn't want to be seen wronged.
Xiao Yi looked down at her.
The wind lantern flickered under the eaves, and the cage fire illuminated her white tender face.
His eyes were red, and he was so wronged that he was about to cry, but he still tried to make himself look delicate and sweet.
In front of him, is it necessary to disguise?
He stretched out his hand and scraped the tip of her nose, "Don't think of yourself as the evil fairy girl."
The little girl repeatedly mentioned the dreams of previous lives in front of him.
If you must find someone who fits the two lives in the hexagram, it must be her.
Nan Baoyi lowered his head to fiddle with Mink, and said in a low voice, "I don't want to think about it, but..."
Xiao Yi leaned down and gently held up her small face, "Nan Jiaojiao, how could she be the demon girl who is ruining the country?"
Nan Baoyi met his eyes.
Your Honorable Minister, are you comforting her?
Xiao Yi said with a serious face: "You must have a beautiful appearance and a figure first! You think you can barely pass by, but your figure is far behind. There is almost no difference between the front and the back. So naive, who can you seduce?"
Nan Baoyi: "..."
I thank you for your comfort!
I thank you and your family!
The sorrow that had just brewed disappeared without a trace, leaving only the overwhelming shame.
She twisted her body unhurtly and glanced down at her chest.
It's not very flat!
I really want to beat him up!
But after another thought, she was disfigured in the previous life, and she was just a humble little palace lady. After Xiao Yi set out on the expedition, she died lonely and miserably in the ice cellar.
She is dead, how can she harm the country and the people?
Shen Yichao's half-hearted, hexagrams were all incorrectly explained, and sure enough, the heat was not enough!
After she figured it out, she didn't feel annoyed, and stared at Xiao Yi with her neck: "Sooner or later I will have a good figure, very graceful, very slim!"
"Jiaojiao is really ambitious."
Xiao Yi smiled and praised.
Just as the aftertaste came over, please say that the dinner at Xiaohua Hall is ready.
Yexue swelled.
Nan Baoyi carried an overly generous mink fur cloak, and walked gracefully through the red lacquer corridors, swaying and adoring with jade.
She curiously said: "Second brother, if I am really a disaster, would you still spoil me?"
"Nan Jiaojiao can never become a disaster."
"Why?"
The winter night is endless, and the wind and lights are brilliant.
The teenager held his hands, smiled freely and gently: "Because my brother will mess the world for you."
Like a feather arrow hitting the heart.
A strange sensation spread in Nan Baoyi's chest, making her face red and hot.
...
The night was getting deeper.
The ground dragon is burning in the bedroom, and the lights are shining.
Lotus leaf made the bed earnestly and glanced at the window from time to time.
Since her return from the Chaowenyuan, her lady turned around and changed her bedclothes, and she squatted by the window with her small face in her hands, smirking at Luoxue from time to time, she looked completely crazy.
She put Huang Xitang's wife in the bed, untied the veil, and said, "Miss, it's late, it's time to go to bed."
The young lady seemed to have not heard, still smiling with her eyes bent.
The cold snowflakes fell on the face, and it was not too cold.
She had to raise her voice: "Miss, are you still going to sleep tonight? Tomorrow morning, there will be guests from the mansion to come to visit the New Year!"
After shouting, he noticed that Nan Baoyi's head was scattered around his waist, making the waist unbearable.
The bedclothes are slightly open, revealing the white and tender neck and collarbone. As they descend, the lines are slightly undulating, and they have begun to have the beauty of a girl's slenderness.
The girl in the year of cardamom is like a young spring willow. When the winter is deep and spring is shallow, she quietly starts to draw, gradually fading from the roundness and naiveness of her childhood.
"Lotus leaf," Nan Baoyi curled his eyebrows, "I just had dinner with my second brother, but I already miss him a bit. I don't know why, I always blush when I think of him. Hey, he It probably made me sick again."
Lotus Leaf shook his head.
My lady became more and more foolish, and she didn't know what nonsense she was talking about.
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