Chapter 492: Xiao Yi's heart is tight

There was a heavy snowfall of goose feathers.
The light of the torch is warm.
The girl took off the fox fur cloak and put it on Chu Huainan's shoulders carefully and carefully.
She knelt beside Chu Huainan, with a dignified posture.
Her Danfeng eyes are firm and powerful: "I have read in the history books that when Da Yong ruled the world more than two hundred years ago, he promoted equality and Confucian benevolence in various places.
"Tonight, perhaps the nobles of the family do not care about His Royal Highness, and perhaps the royal family do not care about His Royal Highness, but to the tens of thousands of ordinary lives in the world, His Highness's behavior for them is very precious. At least, I will remember Your Highness."
Chu Huainan was already frozen in confusion.
He stared at Nan Baoyi in a daze.
The girl in the fire is soft and beautiful, and her voice is so warm.
Hundreds of officials did not understand him, the prince of a country did not understand him, she, a little girl, could actually understand his long-cherished wish...
Chu Huainan couldn't help but smile, his voice hoarse: "Thank you."
Nan Baoyi stood up and bowed to him solemnly.
Xiao Yi looked at them blankly.
When Nan Baoyi came back, he picked her up without saying a word and walked to the tent.
"I'm hurting like this, and I'm still trying to spend time with him. Nan Jiaojiao, are you going to have your ankle hit? Isn't it painful?"
Nan Baoyi was silent.
Aftertaste stayed in front of the tent, and when they came back, he quickly opened the felt curtain: "The hot water is ready, and the doctor Jiang has also prepared the medicine box."
Xiao Yi stepped into the tent.
Nan Baoyi leaned on his chest, and his voice was as soft as a feather: "I'm used to it."
By his side, she was already used to it.
Xiao Yi's heart tightened.
Unable to tell what it was like, he thought of her injuries several times in the past two years, and found that he had no face to comfort her.
Hesitated, like a little girl in his arms, who would leave him at any time.
With his eyes down, he silently hugged her behind the screen.
Jiang Suihan used Ma Fei San.
Nan Baoyi didn't feel much pain, her heart was empty for some reason. She watched Jiang Suihan apply medicine to her ankle wound and fell asleep slowly.
Outside the book, snow flies, and the cold wind howls.
There was a candle in the tent, and a small heater was stuffed in the bed, which was very warm.
Nan Baoyi curled up into a ball, tightly clutching the goose down quilt with her thin white hands. In her sleep, she coveted such ordinary and tiny winter warmth.
The next day.
When she woke up, she heard the smell of bird's nest porridge coming from the tent.
Sitting on the embroidered pier next to the couch, Xiao Yi looked through the dossier and saw that she was awake, closed the dossier, and personally took care of her to wash and change her clothes: "Take the aftertaste to cook your favorite bird's nest porridge, and mix it with a few plates of crispy. Does it hurt?"
Nan Baoyi looked at her ankle.
There is thick gauze wrapped there, like a big ugly dumpling.
She shook her head: "It doesn't hurt anymore."
Compared with the previous pain of a broken knee, this injury is not painful at all.
Xiao Yi hugged her outside the screen.
Tables and chopsticks are placed on the table, and the meals are extremely delicate.
He held the small bowl personally, while feeding her the porridge, while saying: "I saw Jiaojiao agree with Chu Huainan's petition last night, so I specially helped him. Now the emperor has agreed to abolish the system of shooting and killing prisoners."
Nan Baoyi listened.
She opened her mouth and ate the bird's nest porridge that Xiao Yi had fed.
But he said in his heart, Xiao Yi is the chief governor of Zhenxi, and he controls almost one-third of the army in South Vietnam. His power is greater than that of the prince. He personally proposed, how could the emperor disagree?
In this world, being powerful is powerful. You can mock others to your heart's content, trample on the dignity of others wantonly, and even negate the effort of others to spend their lives lightly...
The tip of the girl's nose is a bit more sour.
Xiao Yi touched her little face and said patiently, "Okay, why are you crying again?"
Nan Baoyi ignored him.
Breakfast was spent in a strange atmosphere.
Because of the disappearance of Nan Baoyi and Nan Yan, the emperor did not plan to stay at the Xishan Hunting Ground for a long time.
After another day, the convoy of the royal family and aristocratic families returned to Shengjing.
Nan Baoyi sat in the carriage, staring at his injured ankle, worrying about how to explain to his grandmother after returning home.
She didn't want the elderly to feel sad.
Aftertaste came in from outside the carriage with the water bag, his face a little ugly: "Something went wrong."
Taste the heart to play the gossip plate, curiously said: "What happened?"
"There is a rumor that Xiao Ning, the prince of Dayong, rebelled against the palace. After failing, he fled to the border of the Northern Wei Dynasty, but was overtaken by Jin Wuwei." Aftertaste knelt on the futon with a serious face, "The crown prince and his guards were caught by Jin Wu. Wei decapitated all of his heads. Hundreds of heads were hung on the walls of Chang'an for public display, which shocked the world. Now even the people of Nanyue have heard of..."
Nan Baoyi held the small hand stove, stunned.
The aftertaste was horrified and said: "Prince Concubine Wen Tong jumped into the river, and when he was salvaged a few days later, the whole person was soaked beyond recognition and was very miserable. But some people said that the corpse was not the crown princess... The empress is such a powerful and sensitive person. , She ordered Jin Wuwei to search all over the world for clues to Wen Tong, she must ensure that she is really dead..."
She came from Chang'an and grew up in the palace when she was young.
Queen Xu is Dayong with a cruel temperament. When she mentioned her, her aftertaste could not help her teeth tremble.
Nan Baoyi's heartbeat was extremely fast.
She remembered what Xiao Yi had said to her.
My eldest brother, now Crown Prince Dayong, is the only brother who came to visit me in Jinguan City. He saw that I was having a hard time, so he returned to Chang'an and begged his mother to send top masters to Jinguan City to teach me Wenzhi Wugong so that I would not become a waste.
He married the princess last year. My sister-in-law is also a well-known lady in Chang'an. She comes from a scholarly family, has a gentle temperament and noble temperament.
The cold wind opened the curtains.
Nan Baoyi looked out the car window.
Xiao Yi rode on the horse, still wearing a frosty white brocade robe without any hairpin ornaments.
He followed the motorcade to the Shengjing city for horseback riding, a little snow fell on his eyelashes, and the Danfeng eyes that were curled inside and outside were lining out a bit of coolness.
No wonder he wears white clothes...
No wonder he doesn't drink and eat meat...
No wonder that day, after he returned to the Chaowenyuan, he hugged her and said he was so tired...
The only brother who was regarded as siblings had his head cut off cruelly, his family was cruelly persecuted, and even the dignity of a prince of a country was abandoned, and he was hung up high on the tower to show the public. What could be more cruel than this?
And he concealed his identity and stayed in Nanyue, and he couldn't even earnestly pay tribute to his brother.
Aftertaste stared at Nan Baoyi's side face, and whispered: "There are many princes in the Dayong clan, and there are only four sons under the knees of the empress. The master is the second son."
Nan Baoyi blinked.
The death of the crown prince means that the second son should inherit the throne.
but……
Xiao Yi shouldn't return to Chang'an, right?
The girl slowly hugged the small enamel hand stove.
When she was fourteen years old in her previous life, she never paid attention to news from the outside, and only prepared for marrying Cheng Deji. At that time, her second brother had already worshipped the Imperial Academy in Chang'an.
She vaguely remembered that winter of that year, the second brother seemed to have returned from Chang'an.
In my mind, I flashed some pictures of previous lives.
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Seeing that a baby called Gu Chongshan and Nan Baoyi "disorderly clothes" CP, the poor Ergou was ordered, so he made everyone hate and shed tears