Chapter 372: Gift marriage (1)

"Remove the curtain."
The autumn wind came in through the window.
Xiao Yi embraced Nan Baoyi's waistline, swept across the beam along the wind, and quietly fell out of the crowd.
Seeing that the waiter was about to lift the tent, his voice was indifferent: "What is this doing?"
Everyone was horrified.
The guests in the room subconsciously let out a path, looking back curiously.
At the end of the line of sight, eight red sandalwood Hunan embroidery screens spread out, extremely elegant and beautiful.
The young governor of Zhenxi is tall, tall, with leather straps and military boots, and the metallurgical jade set off by his crimson official robe has a strange beauty that is almost godlike.
Beside him, the young girl in the golden hairpin's year covered her face with a fan, petite like a willow, Danfeng's eyes curled inside and outside with a bright smile, and the end of her eyes bloomed with crimson like petals.
She warmly said: "Second brother is really stupid, so lively, everyone must come to catch the rape."
Xiao Yi raised his thin lips: "You are here to catch the traitor? Who is it?"
Everyone looked different.
How could the two of them be here? !
If Xiao Yi and Nan Baoyi had never been caught, then who was the person in the curtain?
Concubine Jing's face was full of words.
By now, the witnesses were also on the scene, and the son recognized him, so he could only bite the bullet and play the trick.
She stood up and choked up: "My son!"
After shouting, he pounced on Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi quickly walked away.
He dusted his clothes and sneered: "Princess Jing, please respect yourself."
Princess Jing fell to the ground and got up in embarrassment.
She had to keep her eyes red and tell the fabricated thing again in public.
"I'm Prince Jing Shizi?"
Xiao Yi raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah Yi'er, you are my child..."
Princess Jing's acting skills are very good, her mouth is crying, her expression is mixed with joy and sorrow, which perfectly interprets the mentality of a mother who is lost and recovered.
"My nephew, it's not easy for you to live out all these years."
The old emperor lifted his handkerchief and pressed tears at the corner of his eyes sadly.
Xiao Yi was silent for a long time, then suddenly laughed.
He sat down with his robe, his eyebrows and eyes filled with indifference: "I grew up in Nanfu since I was a child, and I don’t know what Jingwangfu is. You suddenly claimed to be my elders, and I couldn’t accept it for a while. Even though you begged me to return to Shengjing, please As I accept the identity of Prince Jing, I still don't want to."
Princess Jing: "..."
It seems that the plot is not designed like this?
Yi'er should be as sad and joyful as her, calling her mother affectionately, and then crying with her in public to show the deep love between them!
The old emperor: "..."
Tears rolled in the eye sockets, and they didn't fall for a long time.
Speaking of which, no one begged him to return to Shengjing, nor was he begged to accept the status of Prince Jing!
Don't bring such a drama to yourself!
However, he was worried about Xiao Yi's ability to lead soldiers, and he was pleased: "My nephew reminded me that since you are the blood of King Jing, Sheng Jing must return. The identity of King Jing's son is also determined. To inherit. I will now make an order to enshrine you as Prince Jing's son!"
While speaking, he raised his hand and asked the servant to make an order quickly.
Xiao Yi sighed softly.
He had Danfeng eyes down, his face was as cold as a mountain, and his voice was still cold: "I want to disappoint the emperor. To me, Nanfu is my home. There are people I care about here. I don't want to go anywhere except here. ."
The room is full of silence.
The old emperor tentatively asked: "My nephew...don't want to admit his ancestors?"
"No."
"Ah, I can give you a marriage. If the elder nephew covets-oh no, the person who remembers is Princess Baoyi, I can give you a marriage. So, can the eldest nephew be willing to admit his ancestors?"
Nan Baoyi was dumbfounded.
She looked at the concubine Jing, the old emperor with a smile on her face, and the enigmatic minister.
I thought it would take a lot of setbacks to give a marriage and a lot of troubles in life experience, but how can it be settled in a few words? !
Power is in hand, beauty is in her arms.
But the Minister of Power still looks reluctant and has been wronged by God!
"I object!"
A voice suddenly appeared in the crowd.
Old Nan Guang stood up with a pale face and held Nan Baoyi's hand tightly.
He frowned, "My lord, Cao Min doesn't want Jiaojiao to marry Xiao Yi!"
Xiao Yi, that was his second nephew, Xiao Yi!
On weekdays, he was so fierce and fierce that he always smiled at him, causing his hairs to stand up all over his body, and he almost knelt down and called him ancestor!
With such a son-in-law, isn't this killing him? !
The emperor was upset.
He is also a short-term protector, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Mao Mao doesn't like my big nephew?"
Nanguang is embarrassed.
He really despised his eldest nephew!
He whispered softly: "Xiao Yi is six years older than Jiaojiao in my family. It is really an old cow who eats tender grass. How to make it? My Jiaojiao is still young, and I have to stay in the house for two or three years..."
The old cow eats tender grass.
Xiao Yi's expression is somewhat subtle.
He stared at Nan Guang with a faint smile: "Uncle San, speaking of it, there is an axe in our courtyard, which is stained with blood. A glance makes people very scared."
ax……
Nanguang's old face was blue and white.
Xiao Yi was using him to kill the Huang family, threatening him!
He fought with each other, and the arrogance that had just ignited quietly disappeared. With two old tears in his eyes, he pitifully touched Nan Baoyi's little head, "Jiaojiao, you have to take care."
After speaking, he retreated to the side.
The old lady of Nanjia's eyes were red, and tears flickered faintly.
She stepped forward and gently held Nan Baoyi's little hand.
She said: "The emperor, we Jiaojiao are indeed still young. Although you personally give the marriage a great blessing, the women think that it is better to wait two more years, and it will not be too late to wait for Jiaojiao to give the marriage..."
She knew that Xiao Yi was both talented and handsome and powerful.
but……
Her Jiaojiao'er is just a little girl of the golden hairpin.
Although she currently loves Xiao Yi, if she grows up and finds that this so-called favorite is just the admiration of the ignorant when she was young, she will regret this marriage.
She was reluctant to make her little granddaughter regret it.
The old emperor twisted his beard and looked at Xiao Yi hesitantly.
Xiao Yi said every word: "Grandma, if she regrets this marriage when she is in her marriage, then I will give her a chance to regret it. When she was fifteen years old and on that day, as long as she said that she did not want to marry me, then she would You don’t need to marry. This is what I said. I swear by the glory of the rest of my life, Xiao Yi will never break the oath."
Everyone in the Nan family has nothing to say.
A man, to this extent, what can they say?
Nan Yan secretly gritted her teeth.
The hands trapped in the sleeves were quietly clenched into fists.
They are all girls from the Nan family, so why should she serve an old man who can be her father, but Nan Baoyi can marry a young and powerful minister? !
Jealousy grew like weeds and almost buried her.
She barely managed to squeeze a smile, and said warmly: "The emperor, the second brother and Jiaojiao are brothers and sisters, even if they are not blood related, but after all, they have been called brothers for so many years. You have rashly given them marriage.