Chapter 499: Wrist cut

I like him.
Even if you can hide it from everyone, how can you hide it from yourself so that you don't like him anymore?
Xiao Yi grasped the measure.
When she retreated, the girl's lips turned red, more magnificent than the best rouge, like peach petals stained with crystal water.
She lowered her head in embarrassment, her small white hands twisted together nervously.
Xiao Yi took her hands up earnestly: "After spring next year, marry me, okay?"
Nan Baoyi was terribly tangled.
The servant gave birth to a good skin, seduced and pretended to be pitiful, and now kissed her deliberately, and changed her way to provoke her in every way, making her panicked and almost confused.
"Jiaojiao..." He lowered his head and kissed her fingertips, watching her sincerely and sincerely, "Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao..."
He called out loudly, more gentle than Chun Shui.
Nan Baoyi was so dizzy by him, as if stepping on the clouds, almost throwing away his armor and surrendering.
She was hesitant to know what to do with Hershey, Shiku hurried into the pavilion.
He whispered in Xiao Yi's ear.
Xiao Yi's face changed slightly.
He didn't even have time to talk to Nan Baoyi about the marriage, and said with a serious face: "I have some serious business to deal with, and I will visit Jiaojiao and grandmother later."
Nan Baoyi watched him walk into the snow and gradually disappeared from the end of his vision.
The flush of cheeks faded quietly, and my heart was not lost.
She lowered her eyes and slowly stepped out of the pavilion, only to see Chu Huainan standing on the veranda.
She was blessed: "His Royal Highness."
Chu Huainan stood with his hand in his hand and scanned her lips without a trace.
Xiao Yi deliberately kissed her in front of him, just to make him retreat.
What an unpredictable man.
Chu Huai didn't show anything on the south face, and said warmly: "I just saw the son leave, but what matters? The old lady's 60th birthday, what else is more important than this?"
Nan Bao's hands in his sleeves clenched quietly.
Yeah, what is more important than giving grandmother a birthday?
"Don't blame the lonely princess for not reminding you that men behave differently from women after all. Many men are eloquent and self-satisfied, but in fact they are indifferent to the new and disgusted with the old." Chu Huainan carefully tied the cloak between his arms. Nan Baoyi's shoulders said, "Little princess, now chase up and ask, what important things does he have that you should do."
Nan Baoyi's eyebrows and eyes are cold.
She wanted to know more than anyone else, what was it that made Xiao Yi leave in such a hurry.
She is his fiancée, she has the right to ask, isn't she?
After hesitating for a moment, she suddenly developed some courage.
She turned and chased in the snow.
Chu Huainan was also very curious about what Xiao Yi did, so he chased after him.
Passing through the Zhaobi residence, Nan Baoyi hurriedly stepped out of the threshold and ran down the bluestone steps in front of the mansion gate, only to see a spacious carriage driving towards the end of Jincheng streets.
The carriage is drawn with red silk and golden top and vermilion lacquer, which is extremely luxurious.
There are tassel lanterns hung on the four corners of the carriage, and the four ink characters "Song of Peach Blossoms" are written on the lanterns.
Nan Baoyi felt tight.
She lifted the skirt and chased the carriage almost instinctively.
The alleys of Qingshi Alley have been swept through the snow, the embroidered shoes stepped on the bricks, and the woven gold knees hopped in a quiet winter day, and the dark green horse face wiped the embroidered shoe uppers, leaving rush and mourning.
The cold wind blew the girl's delicate face.
Her face was pale, her eyes were always shining with mist, and the tails of her eyes were crimson.
Running in a hurry, she finally fell to the ground.
The palm of the hand rubbed the bluestone brick, the tender palm was scratched, pitifully oozing red blood.
Nan Baoyi raised his head, and the carriage drifted away in his vision.
"Second brother..."
Tears quietly rolled off the fragrant cheeks.
He just wanted her to marry him, but in a blink of an eye, he went to sing the peach blossom...
Did he visit Mrs. Liu Hua?
The heart seemed to be cut by a blunt knife, and it was bleeding little by little, so painful...
Chu Huainan came one step later, and when he saw the girl who was lying on the ground, his heart missed a beat.
He hurriedly helped her up, bent over to pat the dust on her knees, and held her hands.
He frowned: "You have to clean up the wound."
Nan Baoyi did not want outsiders to see her crying.
With red eyes, she whispered: "I want to sing the peach blossoms."
I want to ask Xiao Yi personally what he wants to do and what he takes her affection into.
"I will accompany you alone." Chu Huainan was serious, "It's just that the little princess has to clean up the wound before going."
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The spacious carriage parked outside the song house.
Xiao Yi boarded the elegant seat of a high-rise building, and when he pushed the door, he could smell the fragrance of medicine in the room.
Mrs. Liuhua followed up, her face condensed: "The rescue is saved, but... it is impossible to guarantee that there will be no next time. I think that your Royal Highness should solve her happiness in order to cure the cause."
Emerald screens are across the lounge.
Behind the screen, the couch was faintly visible. A dignified and beautiful girl was lying on the couch with her lacquer hair scattered in front of her. Her face was very pale and fragile, and her lips were bloodless.
She lowered her eyes, and her eyelashes cast fan-shaped shadows, which made her a little bit sad.
The hand placed on the quilt, the sleeve tube was slightly rolled up, and the white wrist was the wound after the wrist was cut.
Xiao Yi was silent for a long time behind the screen.
The emperor's wife treated him very well.
She and the emperor brother were childhood sweethearts. Back then, she accompanied the emperor brother to Jinguan City all the way. She carefully brought him special products of Chang'an City, and even carefully prepared him a generous amount of gold and silver. Make him feel embarrassed.
Over the years, the emperor's wife and the emperor's brother often wrote to him together, encouraging him to be brave and tough.
He has seen the imperial sister-in-law and the imperial brother's wife and their love, and he can appreciate how lonely and desperate the emperor's sister-in-law is after the emperor's brother is killed.
It's like if Nan Jiaojiao died, he would be in pain.
He even wanted to let the world bury her with him, and wanted to do everything possible to bring her back to life.
He retracted his mind and made a big gift through the screen.
He said in a deep voice: "The emperor wanted to follow the emperor's brother when she left, but have you thought about the child in your stomach? That is the only flesh and blood left by the emperor's brother. How can you take your unborn child and go to Jiuquan? See him? How can you bear it?"
Behind the screen, the woman hid her face and sobbed.
Xu Ye cried for too long, her voice was already very hoarse: "I can't live without him... Since I am sensible, I have known him and knew each other. He has been with me for more than ten years, and for the rest of my life, I want one. People spend...Tang Ting stands alone, lonely, what's the point of being alive?"
Xiao Yi took a deep breath.
He is really not good at comforting people, but he can only bite the bullet to comfort: "Even if it is for children, the emperor's wife should live well. If it is a boy, Dayong is his territory and should be handed over to him."
The voice fell, and the crying behind the screen became more and more broken.
"In the eyes of the people of the world, it is true that my husband rebelled and forced the palace. It is also true that my family secretly recruited soldiers and horses for him... Now my husband has been punished, and hundreds of people in her family have been slaughtered. Xiao Yi, my child will only be born. What Qianfu pointed out would only call him the flesh and blood of a rebellious courtier, and no one would like to respect him as an emperor..."
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Regarding the red envelope, I heard people say that it will arrive within seven days? ?