Chapter 404: Run faster with short legs and hug your brother

Nan Baoyi climbed up the stairs.
Pushing open the tightly closed gate of vermilion lacquer, the scenery of Bai Xueying rushed over.
The veranda is old, the palace lights and shadows made of white paper are dazzling, and the tree shadows are mottled like ghosts.
The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is old and stands at the end of the garden.
White lanterns hung under the eaves, flicking in the cold wind like a spirit.
Someone was sitting on the steps outside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
A pot of fire was burning vigorously, and beside the brazier were piles of paper folded gold ingots, silver ingots, and countless Hades paper money.
Nan Baoyi closed the door.
She walked slowly along the veranda towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
The man picked up the folded paper gold ingot and gently put it into the brazier.
The fire light illuminates his eyebrows.
The man's appearance is gentle and moist like mutton tallow and white jade. The cinnabar tears add some sorrow to him, but the emotions in his pupils are immature like a child.
Wearing a jade white plain brocade robe, noble and clean.
The jade pendant with a dragon pattern on his waist shows his identity.
When the prince, Chu Huainan.
No wonder I didn't see him at the palace banquet, because he was here.
Nan Baoyi walked to him and gave a blessing. "Why is the Prince's Royal Highness here alone?"
She remembered that in her previous life, she was punished by the mother to sweep the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, and the maidservants deliberately locked her in the Buddhist scriptures pavilion. Seeing that she was about to starve to death, the prince rescued her.
Why does he always come to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?
Chu Huainan cleared up his emotions and raised his eyebrows with a smile, "It's nothing more than remembering the deceased. Why did Baoyi not celebrate the Shangyuan Festival in Chengle Hall, so why did he come to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion alone?"
"Just passing by."
Nan Baoyi answered and looked towards the garden.
White paper lanterns were hung everywhere.
Paper money was still burning in the brazier.
Obviously, the prince was paying homage to his deceased.
The royal palace is very taboo about memorializing things, who is he paying homage to?
Xu Ye saw Nan Baoyi's curiosity, and Chu Huainan put another gold ingot into the brazier, "It is said that the palace is prosperous, but Gu thought that the palace is really the most desolate place in the world. Can Baoyi accompany the lonely? Sit for a while?"
Fire light jumped in his pupils.
But it didn't shine his eyes.
He is lonely.
Nan Baoyi hesitated for a moment, and sat down beside him.
"The lone mother's queen is the Queen of the Palace. Unfortunately, she was no longer there when the lone was still young. She walked on the night of the Spring Festival, because the Spring Festival is a very important festival in South Vietnam, so even tonight every year It’s a memorial day for the queen, and the palace doesn’t ban alcohol or music for her. The lonely can only stay in the place she likes most when she is alive and remember her alone."
Nan Baoyi didn't know that the prince who was born with a golden spoon also had such a sad past.
She picked up a gold ingot and put it in the brazier seriously.
"When the mother left, the emperor father was still drinking and having fun in Jiang Guifei's palace, and he didn't have time to send her the last ride. At that time, I was still very young, and silly lying on her bedside crying.
"She touched the lonely head and said that the palace is a very lonely place. I want to call myself "lonely" not just because of self-humility, but because of the position where I will climb to the top in the future. Lonely, very lonely...
"The queen mother said that she doesn't care about the position of the queen, let alone the emperor's grace. The only thing she can't worry about is that her child will be very lonely after she leaves. She can't bear her child alone."
Chu Huainan's eye circles slowly turned red.
Nan Baoyi didn't know how to comfort him.
Her mother is also gone.
At first, she would dream when she dreamed back at midnight, but as she grew up, the mother gradually stopped dreaming.
What's more frightening is that the mother's face in the memory has also begun to gradually blur.
Nan Baoyi's nose is pantothenic.
In the brazier, the memorial paper money quietly burned out.
The ashes are like butterflies with sparkling flames, blown up by the cold wind, and gradually blown high, and finally scattered lightly in the snow-falling garden.
She couldn't say any words of comfort.
She thought for a while and took out a handkerchief from her sleeve.
Open the handkerchief, there are two dragon bear cakes inside.
Shun in from Gu Chongshan’s house, the great eunuch, although he was cruel, had a very high style of life, and the food he ate was more expensive than the ordinary imperial concubine. She originally planned to secretly bring these two pieces of dragon beard cake to the young man. My cousin tasted it.
She said: "His Royal Highness, I invite you to eat Dragon Beard Cake."
Chu Huainan was slightly startled.
Today is the day of his mother's sacrifice, due to filial piety, he does not want to drink and eat meat.
Because of the distress in his heart, he has not eaten for most of the day.
Longxu cake exudes a sweet and greasy taste.
He pondered for a moment, then gently picked up a piece.
It melts in the mouth, soft and delicious.
Nan Baoyi frowned and ate a piece.
In the past, Chu Huainan gave her a meal in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but now she gifted him a piece of cake in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which always seemed to have repaid him.
Chu Huainan tentatively said: "I once gave Baoyi an invitation. Please go to the Prince's Mansion to see Costin. Baoyi never responded..."
"You said the post, I put it together with other posts, and I forget it when I leave it."
Nan Baoyi casually scoffed.
You don't need to think about it. Those posts were all intercepted by the Nanjia sisters.
"That..." Chu Huainan hesitated, "Will Baoyi have some free time tomorrow, go to the Prince's Mansion to see Costume? The solitary Costume has a smooth fur, and it can be considered a bird of prey in a hundred "
"Nan Jiaojiao."
Under the plum tree in the distance, an impatient soft call came.
Xiao Yi didn't know how long he had been here, leaning under the tree with his arms folded, brows pierced with scarlet.
The treetops are covered with pale paper lanterns, but his scarlet clothes and brocade boots, in this Shang Yuan Ye palace, there is a kind of rich beauty.
"Second brother!"
Nan Baoyi made a crisp sound.
She wiped the fingertips with the scraps of dragon bear cake with a handkerchief, pulled up the large palace dress, and walked toward him joyfully, like a little bee smelling the fragrance of flowers.
Xiao Yi's eyebrows relaxed.
He opened his arms lazily, "Run faster with my short legs and give my brother a hug."
Short legs...
Nan Baoyi's anger!
She tried to be more reserved, so she deliberately slowed down, and she stepped on a piece of greasy broken ice and rushed towards Xiao Yi!
Xiao Yi hugged her full of arms.
He bowed his head and sniffed the sweet hibiscus fragrance of the young girl contentedly.
It's just that there seems to be a touch of blood in this floral fragrance.
The mood in Dan Feng's eyes changed.
He quickly concealed the rage, his thin lips raised a loose chuckle, and he wrapped Nan Baoyi in his arms with a cloak, like a mountain eagle wrapping his baby canary.
He raised his eyebrows and glanced at Chu Huainan, "But the court is too leisurely, telling the prince to have nothing to do, and tempting my little girl to go to your house to see your bird?"
Chu Huainan: "..."
What is temptation?
He held the half-eaten Dragon Bear Cake, "Prince Jing -"
"The last time, Nan Jiaojiao is not interested in your bird." Xiao Yi was impatient, her face was the usual coldness and coldness in front of outsiders, "She is also a married woman, and the prince respects herself. Don't let her hate for life ."
Chu Huainan: "..."
Isn't it just watching a bird?
As for the relic for life? !