Chapter 310: Second brother really makes Jiaojiao's heart shining

The carriage drove off the long street.
On the street, a young girl in a pink skirt, thin and pitiful, wears a veil.
It is Nan Yan.
She bent down and picked up a silver ticket, her fingers trembling whitely.
Why can Nan Baoyi regard money as nothing, and be a maid of Nanfu, and she will suffer in the kiln and serve those disgusting men? !
She is unwilling, she is unwilling!
He was about to stuff the banknote into his purse when he was suddenly grabbed by the shoulder.
Before she turned around, she slapped her on the cheek!
She covered her face and fell to the ground.
Raising his head, the old bustard had already stuffed the banknote she found into his arms.
The old bust scolded with arms akimbo: "Hinky hoof, take you out to buy rouge gouache, how dare you hide your private money?! I tell you, all the money you make in the future will go to my mother! Don't even want to run away or ask someone to go back to the South for help , You are a rotten embryo, the Nan family won't care about you!"
Nan Yan was in tears.
She got up and took the old bustard's arm kindly, "Mom, Yan'er didn't dare to run away... You are so kind to me, why should I be willing to run away? Look, there is a shop selling rouge and gouache in front of you, Yan'er is with you go in?"
"Huh, it's almost the same!"
In addition to rouge gouache, there are also some gold hairpin jewelry in the shop.
Nan Yan helped the old bustard step into the threshold, and the shopkeeper was receiving a young couple.
The man has a handsome appearance, holding the hand of his newlyweds, and warmly said: "You have a hard time pregnant with this child. What kind of jewelry do you like, just tell me and I will buy it for you."
His wife was born gentle and beautiful, and she raised her hand to wipe his forehead, "Mipu business is not so easy to do, we can't spend money lavishly."
"You are the daughter of the Nanjia Pangzhi. Marrying you, I am Gao Pan. How dare I treat you badly? This pair of dragon and phoenix bracelets is so beautiful. I will buy it for you."
"Don't, you bought me several pairs a few days ago."
"It's okay to change the wear."
Nan Yan could see it.
The old bustard unscrewed her ears fiercely, "That's Mr. Dong from Xijie Mipu, and his newly married wife. They are all decent people. What do you hooves always stare at them for?! Go, Buy rouge!"
Nan Yan held her aching ear.
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That man is the boss of Xijie Mipu.
In the old days, my grandmother wanted to tell her husband.
If she had promised to marry him at the beginning, then the woman who was spoiled by him at this time was her Nan Yan?
A trace of remorse flashed across my eyes.
But it is only fleeting.
How can she marry the owner of Mipu, a dignified talented woman in Jinguancheng?
What if she enters the kiln now?
One day, one day, she will make a comeback!
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Back to Songheyuan, Nan Baozhu sent lotus leaves to pack.
The lotus leaves are one and two big, "Miss, you were almost burned to death in Zhennan Temple a while ago, haven't you learned enough? Seeing that it's autumn, don't go out anymore!"
"Your lady has wind in her blood, so she will panic if she doesn't go out."
Nan Baoyi leaned against the window, playing with Jinbu.
She looked out the window.
The autumn sun is warm, and many hibiscus flowers bloom in the mansion.
Wei Jiannan was practicing swords among the flowers, with fierce sword skills.
Although he is nearly 40 years old, he is still charming to be handsome.
After a set of swordsmanship, many little maids stood on the veranda watching, pointing, shy and timid, and even bold maids, shyly ran up to deliver kettles and sweat towels.
Nan Baoyi pinched a hibiscus flower, "Uncle Wei."
Wei Jiannan wiped his sweat and walked over, "Miss?"
"I will set off for Jiange County the next day. You drive for me."
"it is good."
"Uncle Wei is familiar with Jiange County?"
"Shoujianmen's natural danger is the jewel on the road of Shu. The Jianmen Pass in the county is even the most famous in the world. How can you be unfamiliar?" Wei Jiannan's eyes showed nostalgia, "'Jiange is magnificent and Cui Wei , A husband is a guard, and a man is not open', very overbearing."
Nan Baoyi smiled and said, "It's good to be familiar, I don't need to ask another guide."
"Miss is going to Jiange?"
"Yes."
Wei Jiannan's eyes flashed across the complexities, but he didn't say anything on the face, and went on practicing the knife with a smile.
Nan Baoyi watched him go away.
Suddenly she remembered the scene of talking to him in the evening with a pot of daughter red.
When I was a boy, there was a childhood sweetheart who loved each other and was committed. Less than five years after I married her, my family and country suddenly suffered. She took out the bronze mirror and broke it in half. I and her each hold each other half, agreeing that even if the country is ruined and the family is lost, even if life and death grow old, we must rely on this half of the mirror to find each other...
A weirdness appeared in Nan Baoyi's heart.
Tap the window sill with her thin white fingertips.
She told the maid: "Go and get the Nanyue Kingdom."
The maid quickly brought a history book.
The National History of South Vietnam, which was revised only two years ago, seems to be able to smell the fragrance of ink in the palm of my hand.
Nan Baoyi opened.
The title page is a map.
Her gaze fell on the area around Jianmen Gate of Shu Road.
The territory outside Jianmen Pass did not originally belong to South Vietnam.
There is the Weiguo, a small and affluent country with a population of no more than two million.
Ten years ago, Schrodinger led an army to attack the Weiguo, destroy the Weiguo royal family, and merge their territory and people into South Vietnam.
Weiguo...
Wei Jiannan...
Is there any connection between them?
Nan Baoyi closes the history book.
She looked at the bronze mirror and put the light pink hibiscus hairpin on her temples.
Going to Jiange this time, she always feels uneasy.
Perhaps, you have to ask the Minister of Power to borrow two people.
She brought chicken soup to Chaowenyuan, and her second brother was practicing knife.
The black costume was hunting and flying, stepping on gold boots, and wielding a nine-foot sword that was higher than a human. The blade was sharp and breathtaking.
She stood in the corner, watching with interest.
A quarter of an hour later, Xiao Yi drew his sword in style.
He glanced at Nan Baoyi, "What are you doing here?"
Nan Baoyi carried the chicken soup, da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da, said: "Second elder brother's knife skills have improved a lot, Jiaojiao looked at it, can't help but yearn for it, exasperated, and rippling!"
Heart rippling...
Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows condescendingly, "What a ripple method?"
Nan Baoyi choked.
She knew that Xiao Yi was still angry about what she promised Gu Chongshan.
She changed the subject and said with a smile: "I specially ordered the small kitchen to make chicken soup for the second brother, and the second brother drink it while it is hot?"
Xiao Yi was expressionless.
The gaze fell on her sideburns.
The early autumn is the season when hibiscus flowers bloom.
The little girl had a light pink hibiscus on her sideburns, and she was blooming in layers and charming, but she couldn't suppress her half-color.
The Jiu Chi Mo knife made a circle in his hand.
The sharp tip of the knife slowly picked up the girl's temple hibiscus, he held it up with his fingertips, and looked down and sniffed, "Say, what do you want me to do?"
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