Chapter 485: Tears rolled to Xiao Yi's fingertips

"Miss..." Lotus Leaf was frightened and angry, "Should we go back? Sue the old lady and see how Shi Ziye explained!"
Nan Baoyi rolled his eyes.
She is almost ready to die, and she is no longer a child. Wouldn't she be wronged in her husband's house and will have to go back to her natal family to file a complaint?
She sternly commanded: "Yun Xiu, you are good at communicating with people. You should stay to inquire about the situation. Don't let the second brother's people find you. If you are caught, you still have to catch a couple. Dali Temple pays attention to punishment evidence. We have evidence in hand. So I can do something."
Yun Xiu solemnly responded.
Not long after Nan Baoyi returned to the house, Yun Xiu hurried back.
Like a thief, the lotus leaf looked outside the house for a moment, and closed the door nervously.
The three masters and servants sat around the smoked cage.
Nan Baoyi's eyes were gleaming, and she lowered her voice: "How?"
Yunxiu drank his saliva and whispered: "The son of the world is drinking in the elegant seat of the peach blossoms. Although Mrs. Liuhua is not there, there is a beauty by his side. The slave and maid looks from a distance, that beautiful life is frozen. Muscular, dignified and elegant, it has more temperament than Prime Minister Song's daughter."
"What intimate actions can they have?"
Yun Xiu shook his head: "The beauty knelt behind the curtain and played the piano, looking very sad. Shi Ziye listened, his face was cold, and his mood was very bad."
Nan Baoyi blinked.
Why did she listen, as if her second brother couldn't dominate others, but instead caused the beauty to cry?
Lotus leaf is not convinced: "She can play the piano, and so can you miss you! She is dignified and elegant, isn't the young lady dignified and inelegant? Miss can also embroider mandarin ducks, like her kind of dusty women, only knows that Israel serves people. I will definitely not embroider!"
"It's okay to blow my beauty, but it's boring to blow my embroidery." Nan Baoyi is not angry, "Anyway, let's not speculate maliciously. I'd better ask him in person."
Until dusk.
After Nan Baoyi carefully dressed and dressed, he went to Xiao Yi's bedroom to wait for him.
When Yuetu Dongsheng, she was lying on the short case and finishing several pages of characters before she heard footsteps coming from outside the gallery.
She raised her eyes.
The ministers rarely wear plain clothes.
The frost-white narrow-sleeved brocade robe is extremely simple. Even the snow-white cloak draped loosely on the outside has no embroidered patterns. He doesn't even wear hairpins and jade pendants.
Four eyes face each other.
After a moment of dazedness, Xiao Yi sat beside her as usual, fished her into his arms and buried his face in her neck.
Nan Baoyi's body was slightly stiff.
She whispered: "Second brother"
"I am so tired."
The man's voice was hoarse and low, interrupting the words behind her.
Nan Baoyi grinds his teeth.
This guy was eating, drinking, and having fun at the karaoke house, screaming and messing around, but he was tired first.
She felt unhappy, and she didn't realize that there were some thorns in her words: "Where is the second brother tired? Is it tired to go to the gefang to see the beauty, or to listen to the beauty playing the piano?"
After speaking, he captured the man's emotional changes.
Xiao Yi looked at her blankly: "Are you following me?"
It is not a glorious thing to follow the news of the fiance.
Nan Baoyi turned her small face away in silence.
Xiao Yi squeezed her jaw and forced her to look directly into his eyes, and smiled furiously: "Nan Baoyi, when have I betrayed you so that you can't believe me so much, so you sent someone to follow me or even inquire about me? "
He was angry at her distrust, and his strength was not well controlled, which caused Nan Baoyi's jaw to hurt.
She struggled to slap his arm: "You let me go!"
While struggling, she swept down the pen, ink and paper on the low case with her elbow, making a noise.
The lotus leaf guarding the outside rushed in and saw her girl being bullied, and hurriedly stepped forward to help: "Sir, you have something to say, why do you suddenly lose your temper? It is a fact that you are going to sing and listen to songs. Prostitutes are also a fact—"
Before he finished speaking, Xiao Yi stood up suddenly.
He stared at lotus leaf coldly: "Who do you think is a prostitute?!"
He is in charge of power, is in charge of punishment, and is very powerful.
I can't see it when I laugh and curse, but now I am angry, and my whole person burst out with a terrifying aura, as if he could kill him at a glance.
He Ye was frightened by him and fell to his knees tremblingly.
Nan Baoyi was also stunned.
He Ye didn't say anything wrong. The place like Peach Blossom is just a more advanced brothel. The girl playing the piano in it is not a prostitute. What is it?
Okay, why is he angry?
Without waiting for her to help lotus leaf up, Xiao Yi sat down and said in a deep voice, "The maidservant said insulting words, come, drag down the stick and blame fifty."
Fifty rods!
What's the difference between that and stick death? !
Lotus Leaf cried in fright for an instant, with a pale face grabbing Nan Baoyi's skirt corner: "Miss!"
Two guards stepped in and dragged her out without a word.
Nan Baoyi sat down on her knees and hugged Lotus Leaf, and looked up at Xiao Yi: "Are you crazy?! Lotus Leaf is my closest maid. I am a sister to her. You want to kill her with a stick? !"
When she finished roaring, she shuddered sharply.
Xiao Yi's expression was very wrong tonight.
The dark eyes were cold and cold, and the pupils were still glowing scarlet, like a blood moon.
She couldn't help guessing that something must have happened in the song full of peach blossoms that made Xiao Yi so angry.
Xiao Yi was expressionless: "Hold it on."
"No!"
Nan Baoyi clung to lotus leaf tightly: "She is my maid, and her life is mine. When will it be your turn to punish her?! Xiao Yi, don't think that you are good in court, you can be indiscriminate. Bullying people! It's a fact that you go to a karaoke house to hang out, and it's also a fact that the prostitute who is close to playing the piano—"
Xiao Yi suddenly came to Nan Baoyi.
He squeezed her cheeks without pity, so that she could not make a sound.
He was indifferent: "Nan Baoyi, do you try that word again?"
Nan Baoyi stared at him.
After only a few days of hard work, he kept saying that a man who loved her to his bones would bully her for another woman, and she was not even allowed to say anything bad about that woman.
And she was forced to open her mouth by him, unable to even argue.
Tears rolled down rustlingly.
If you marry such a strong and domineering man, if he changes his heart after marriage, she will only be aggrieved, and she will not even have a place to complain.
For the first time, the young girl had a personal experience of what is meant by disparity in family status and what is meant by Qi Dafei.
Tears rolled to Xiao Yi's fingertips.
His loss of control gradually returned to the basket, and after a while, he slowly let go of his hand.
The little girl's face was too delicate and white and greasy, but he squeezed it at random and printed bright red fingerprints, which looked shocking, as if they had been slapped.
She cried silently, watching his eyes clear and grieving, as if waiting for his explanation.
He squeezed his eyebrows irritably, and said indifferently: "I don't care about today's affairs. It's just that your maidservant speaks nonsense. Even if you don't blame it, you must slap your mouth."