Chapter 424: Did she teach me about the boudoir?

Add a bride price...
This proposal made the emperor's eyes shine.
The treasures in the national treasury are piled up into mountains, which is the wealth that the Nanyue royal family has accumulated for more than two hundred years.
Taking some of the priceless big pieces to hire Xiao Yi to support the scene can also be regarded as comforting the hero.
Thinking of this, the old emperor couldn't help laughing.
He instructed his servant: "I remember that there are a set of red coral ornaments in the treasury, as well as furniture made of golden nanmu, and a whole screen made of jadeite. They are all magnificent and precious. Send them to Xiao Qing. You will see. Now, add some old calligraphy and painting antiques, and quietly take them to him after nightfall, so that no one else will notice."
Men, they all love face.
Xiao Qing is young and vigorous, and she must be unwilling to accept his luster.
Carried it quietly at night, so as to save him enough face.
The servant smiled and went to do it.
Nan Yan leaned against the old emperor, her slender jade hands pressed his forehead, and her eyes were always smiling.
The people in Shengjingcheng didn't know the details of Xiao Yi, but she knew a thing or two.
Xiao Yi has a rich family background and doesn't need the emperor to add luster.
But asking the emperor to add color is just a matter of lip service, why not do it?
Nan Baoyi must know that she values ​​their alliance very much.
The servant picks and chooses in the treasury.
Jing Wangfu.
The sky was already dark, and Princess Jing was hugged by the maids and came to the courtyard where Xiao Yi lived.
"Yi'er!"
She stepped into the threshold with a calm face.
The light was on in the room.
Mr. Shen and the genius doctor Jiang, who had been friends with Yi'er, were accompanying him to dinner.
She held the shelf and said in a deep voice: "My concubine and the son have something to say."
Shen Yichao and Jiang Suihan are quite witty, and silently avoid them with their jobs.
Princess Jing sat opposite Xiao Yi, her eyes displeased: "I originally refused to let you marry Nan Baoyi. She came from a merchant, so how could she be your main room?! But I thought about it carefully and waited for you to be in high position. Quan Zhi's life experience is white, and there is nothing wrong with turning his wife into a concubine. The top priority is to slap Jiang Fangfei and her two wicked faces severely, so that they know what is the difference between a concubine!"
Xiao Yi was noncommittal.
His face was indifferent, and his eyelashes were stretched under the light of the lantern, creating a cool fan-shaped shadow.
The slender fingers hold the chopsticks, slowly picking up dishes and eating, the posture is extremely elegant and calm.
"You kid, why do you only eat meat but not fruits and vegetables?" Princess Jing groaned when he picked up the chopsticks and picked up some fruits and vegetables for him. "You will go to Nanfu the next day to hire. How can you overwhelm Chu Qingyun on the court? Brother. My dowry is pretty generous, and I have been ordered to clean it up. You use it as a dowry."
Xiao Yi stared at a green cauliflower in the bowl.
He raised his eyes.
Princess Jing sat under the lights, her beautiful face full of indignation.
He fiddled with the green cauliflower, "Auntie wants to compare with Concubine Jiang?"
"Comparison is only the second thing. Keeping your face is the most important thing." Princess Jing said in a deep voice, "Since ancient times, there have been differences between concubines and concubines. How can you be inferior to Brother Chu Qingyun in pomp? If you spread it out, others will laugh at you!"
Xiao Yi said nothing.
He picked up the green cauliflower and put it in his mouth disgustingly.
Princess Jing looked at him lovingly.
Even if he disliked it, his eating posture was still full of nobility.
If her child was still alive, she would be as amazing as his.
She couldn't help holding the handkerchief tightly.
Yi'er is the flesh and blood of her sister.
But my sister has so many children, she doesn't care about this one at all.
Her eyes gradually became feverish.
From now on, Xiao Yi will be the son of Prince Jing, her son Shen Si, but her son Shen Si...
Green cauliflower is a little sweet.
Xiao Yi fiddled with the fruits and vegetables in the bowl, and said lightly: "There is no need for my aunt to worry about the betrothal gift. If you have time to think about these and some, it is better to find a way to win King Jing's heart."
Princess Jing's expression is not very good.
She and King Jing have not had in two years.
When she was young and frivolous, King Jing was appointed as an envoy to Dayong. She liked him as a high-ranking and talented person, but she took great pains to marry and realized that a man could not be her lifelong support.
The child is her lifelong support.
Her hand was gently placed on Xiao Yi's arm.
She is gentle and loving: "Yi'er, as a mother, I want to take care of everything for you. I want to take care of the bride price, wedding, and new house decoration."
"Don't let me bore you."
Xiao Yi's words were cold.
Like a sharp blade, it hurt Princess Jing's heart.
She was full of disappointment and was silent for a long time before she got up and left.
She stood under the eaves, watching the bustling spring night.
Since Xiao Yi returned to the Palace of Jing, she sent her the servant girl in his yard and replaced them with his own people.
She wanted to know what he was doing, she had to turn the corner to send the young man to ask.
But she really loves Yi'er.
As a mother, she wants to grasp his every moment of movement.
She raised her hand and squeezed her eyebrows, "Zhu Yao, this concubine gave all her love to Yi'er, but why does he always refuse to open up to her concubine?"
The maid comforted: "I picked it up halfway, where is it so easy to get close to you? I think it will take a year or a half for your Royal Highness to slowly understand your painstaking efforts."
Princess Jing ironed the post a bit.
She patted Zhu Yao's arm, "You are a witty child. Before Nan Baoyi passes the door, I will arrange for you to serve Yi'er next to you."
Zhu Yao was flattered and hurriedly thanked her.
The son of a powerful family, before he officially marries his wife, the family will arrange for a beautiful and virtuous older maid to wait for him to sleep, and teach him about the bedside matters, in case he and the newlyweds do not understand in the future and make trouble on the wedding night. Make a joke.
And this kind of maid can generally be carried to a room after marriage.
Because I accompany the son for the first time, it often holds a place in the son's heart.
Zhu Yao is the housekeeper that Princess Jing chose for Xiao Yi.
Jiang Suihan came out of the penthouse while eating while carrying his rice bowl.
He looked at Princess Jing, who was walking away in the night, and stepped into the threshold with a smile, "Brother Xiao family is really a double happiness. There is such a'mother' as Princess Jing, and the marriage is arranged so clearly. It can be said that both wives and concubines and red sleeves add fragrance. ."
Xiao Yi glanced at him coldly.
Jiang Suihan sandwiched a piece of chicken thigh, and curiously said, "Although Zhu Yao is beautiful, he looks very knowledgeable and reasonable, not like Meng Lang's girl. Did she teach me about the matters between the beds?"
He will continue to beep, Xiao Yi interrupted him coldly, "Do you think I need someone to teach you something like that? I'm not Shen Yichao."
Shen Yichao, who walked in with his rice bowl: "..."
The white cheeks quickly dyed crimson.
The charming figure appeared in his mind, and he was ashamed and frustrated, and then walked out with the bowl.
The cage fire is faint.
Xiao Yi put down his bowl and chopsticks and got up to wash his hands.
The fingertips touched the red rope between the wrists and pressed the money, revealing gentleness.
He wiped his hands with a towel and looked at the night outside the window.
Although I have never done anything like that with the girl's family, it won't be difficult to come.
He would give Nan Jiaojiao happiness.