Chapter 484: Shi Ziye came to show Mrs. Liuhua?

Xiao Yi chuckled, lazily prolonging the tone: "I know..."
Nan Baoyi followed the maid to the Nuan Pavilion.
Nan Yan wears luxurious clothes, and even has more elegant manners than before.
Obviously, during the period when the Jiang family lost power, she had a very good life.
"Sit down." Nan Yan raised her sleeves, "I have some wine, please try it."
Wine is a tribute from the Western Regions. It is very rare in South Vietnam and is worth a thousand dollars.
Nan Baoyi picked up the jade jade and traced the golden wine cup, and sniffed the sweetness of the wine: "Sage is willing to give you such a precious jade ferment, it seems that my sister is very pleasing to the sage."
"It's all the credit of my younger sister and my son." Nan Yan didn't care. "After Jiang Taifu's crimes were revealed, the emperor never visited Concubine Jiang's palace and stayed with me."
Nan Baoyi took a sip of wine and waited for her to follow.
Nan Yan raised her eyes and smiled: "You and my sisters are deeply affectionate and understand each other very well. You know that I never do anything to let the tiger return to the mountain. I just want to cut the grass and root."
She rolled her sleeves and personally added wine to Nan Baoyi: "The Northern Wei Dynasty mission visited, and the emperor deliberately took them to winter hunting in the suburbs to show off the prowess of my Nanyue son. At that time, the female family members of the harem will also accompany. The feather arrows are ruthless on the hunting ground. Some people accidentally shot Concubine Jiang Gui..."
The cold wind howled outside the window lattice.
Nan Yan has beautiful eyebrows, and she is relaxed while talking and laughing.
The women who were killed in the harem probably have her style.
Nan Baoyi knocked on the low case, knowing that Nan Yan was going to deal with Concubine Jiang.
"What do I need to do?" she asked Nan Yan.
Nan Yan sipped her wine: "I haven't made a plan yet. Anyway, you go with me on the day of Winter Hunting. We always have a chance to assassinate her."
Nan Baoyi nodded.
She pondered for a while, and then said: "Nan Yan, do you think it is too easy to deal with Taifu Jiang this time? A lot of evidence is like someone deliberately sent to us."
Nan Yan looked down and drank.
She naturally felt this way.
The two sisters sat quietly against each other, the air filled with the aroma of wine, and they were drunk.
A character appeared in their minds almost simultaneously.
Nan Baoyi said, "Have you seen Jinke Tanhua Lang?"
Nan Yan nodded: "I have seen it."
She saw Nan Jing in the Royal Garden, and when she met her, she was almost scared to death.
What a resurgence in the north, what a talented Qingzhou, that man is clearly her brother Nanjing!
Nan Jing's gaze was not strange when she saw her, and the resentment hidden in her eyes could hardly be concealed, and she was so frightened that she immediately fled.
Knowing clearly, her brother hates her.
"Behind Nan Jing, someone was supporting him and even changed his household registration." Nan Baoyi said in a deep voice, "The prince is simple and weak and can't do such a thing. Cheng Wang is dull and arrogant and looks down on him. If I'm not wrong, the man behind Nanjing is probably the British King Chu Huaixiu."
Nan Yan played with the wine cup.
If this is the case, then the Jiang family's downfall seems to be a game between the prince and the king, but in fact the King of England is also involved. The snipe and the clam compete for the benefit of the fisherman, and indeed Chu Huaixiu is the deepest one in the city.
"In any case, it is always good for us to keep one more mind." Nan Baoyi got up, "It's not early, I should leave."
Nan Yan sat alone beside the low case.
The emperor is getting old, even if she now gives birth to an heir, she cannot be made a prince.
Because of Concubine Jiang and Nan Jing, no matter whether she succeeds to the throne or the British succeeds, she will not have a good end.
perhaps……
She looked out the Liuli window.
The young prince, wearing a bright yellow brocade robe, stood in the snow, under an umbrella and watched Nan Baoyi go away.
She helped the phoenix to hold the pearl golden step, perhaps, it was time for her to stand in line.
...
Live peacefully.
But Nan Baoyi became more curious, what did Mrs. Liuhua and Xiao Yi say at Chengle Hall that night.
However, Xiao Yi has suddenly become busy recently, leaving early and returning late all day long, and can't even see her personal image.
She was very upset.
She sent Taste Heart to catch Shiku and asked. The other party scratched her head bitterly, saying only that towards the end of the year, the pending cases accumulated in Dali Temple became more and more tedious, and the master must hurry up and finish all the files.
Nan Baozhu is very positive: "Jiaojiao, I heard from the maidservant that those high-ranking officials and nobles who raised the outer chamber outside would tell the women in the house, the official is very busy, and there are many things in the yamen. You have to be sensible. You have to understand the officer!"
She stroked her beard solemnly, learning decently.
Nan Baoyi remembered that her father was like this ghost before.
She was more upset.
Early the next morning.
Nan Baoyi was sitting in front of the makeup mirror and carefully applying makeup. The yellow bronze mirror was slightly turbid, but the girl reflected was white, tender and delicate, and Gu Panjian was extremely bright.
She sipped her lips.
Lotus leaf came over with his cloak, and said with a smile: "The princess dresses really nicely today."
Nan Baoyi got up, let her put a cloak on herself, and said warmly, "Are the food containers ready?"
"Ready in the morning."
Nan Baoyi nodded.
She is going to Dali Temple to see if the second brother is really dealing with the file.
When he came to the official office of Dali Temple in the name of sending lunch, the little official said in doubt: "The princess, Lord Xiao has taken a break today, he didn't come to the office! Did you remember the day wrong?"
Nan Baoyi was startled.
Yunxiu asked: "Did Shi Ziye come to the Yamen yesterday?"
The little official was even more weird: "I also took a break yesterday! Isn't the princess Lord Xiao's fiancée, how could he not even know when he took a break?"
Nan Baoyi's cheeks were hot.
Coming out of the official office of Dali Temple, her face was extremely ugly.
Sitting in the carriage, the lotus leaf dared not come out, so he poured her a cup of hot tea lightly.
As the carriage passed through the prosperous Dongfu Garden, the curtains were blown by the cold wind, and Yunxiu caught a glimpse of the steed tied to the horsepost outside the sing house.
She reminded: "Princess, isn't that the horse of the son?"
Nan Baoyi looked over.
The horse is full of pitch black and four hooves walking in the snow, really.
She raised her head, and the plaque on the Gefang plaque was inscribed with the four characters "Song of Peach Blossom".
She asked the carriage to stop on the street.
After helping Lotus Ye get out of the car, she heard the man passing by say:
"I heard that it is a newly opened song house. It is very elegant with playing piano and poems. The proprietress is very good in eloquence, figure and appearance. It is said that she is the famous Liuhua lady in the Northern Wei Dynasty.
"It's Mrs. Liuhua?! I heard that when she was in the capital of the Northern Wei Dynasty, half of the royal men were her servants under the skirt. Good deed, we have to go in and see!"
"Who said no? The Gefang has been open for seven days, attracting countless dignitaries in Shengjing City to join us, man, hehe!"
Lotus Ye's eyes widened with surprise.
In that case, did Shi Ziye come to show Mrs. Liuhua?
She looked carefully at her lady.
The girl's face was cold, staring at the crowd of guests, and biting her lips tightly.