Chapter 511: In my life, he won't marry

It's almost the end of the year.
The city of Shengjing has become more and more flavourful in the New Year, and the streets are bustling. Farmers and merchants selling cured meat abound. There are also many shops selling mascots such as peach charms, door gods, golden ray flowers, spring calligraphy banners, etc.
The women took their children to the streets, buying fruits, vegetables, bacon and other New Year goods for the family, and also buying brocade clothes and new boots for the children to wear during the New Year.
In addition to the basic things, the more wealthy people also buy dried fruit cakes, fireworks, and lanterns to add excitement to New Year's Eve.
However, Xiao Yi got busier in this kind of excitement.
Towards the end of the year, thieves were rampant in Shengjing, and there were even traffickers who abducted children.
Jing Zhaoyin, Dali Temple, and the three major yamen of the Ministry of Justice were so busy that they would go out after five shifts, wishing to return to the palace when they were too busy.
Nan Baoyi is still staying in the Jing Palace.
Xiao Yi is not in the house. She likes to run to the west building of the imperial sister-in-law every day.
The calligraphy and paintings of the imperial sister-in-law are unique, the flower cakes made are delicious, the tea cooked is also very fragrant, and they are familiar with the past and the present, and the four books and five classics are precious, which really admires Nan Baoyi.
The bamboo curtain is high and the flower window opens.
There are several plum trees planted outside the window, and the snow is beautiful and clean.
Wen Tong still wears Zen clothes and is sitting by the window embroidering a tiger-toed shoe.
Nan Baoyi sat across from her with her face in her hands, watching with gusto: "The emperor's sister-in-law is so powerful, she can make such complicated tiger-toed shoes. Unlike me, even mandarin ducks can't embroider well... in four or five months, I I’m about to marry Xiao Yi, but the newlyweds have not yet embroidered the pillows, which makes me anxious."
Wen Tong raised her beautiful eyes while embroidering a tiger's head and glanced at her with a smile.
This Nan Xiaozi muttered anxiously, but never saw her embroider.
Maybe I don’t like embroidery.
She has a serious and white face: "Xiao Lang is not a stickler, he likes you, even if you embroider two cockfighting on the pillow, he will be happy."
Nan Baoyi: "..."
What she embroidered is really cockfighting.
She rubbed her face shyly.
She was about to eat the plum cake made by her imperial sister-in-law, and the aftertaste hurried in: "Princess, Princess Jing invites you to come over and speak."
Nan Baoyi puts his cheeks on: "What are you talking about?"
In the four or five days since she stayed in Prince Jing’s Mansion, Princess Jing likes to call her to talk to the Flower Hall when she has nothing to do. She only found out that Concubine Jiang and her two daughters-in-laws-Nan Jin and Nan who had passed the door in autumn. Chun, too.
Princess Jing couldn't fight with three mouths with one mouth, so she always likes to call her to help.
But she is not happy in her own heart.
Aftertaste arranged her hair bun and makeup for her, and smiled: "Don't be afraid of the princess, this time it's from the southern family who will pick you up for the Laba Festival. The four girls come here in person and sit in the flower hall."
"Little cousin came to pick me up?!"
Nan Baoyi surprises.
She took hold of Wen Tong's sleeves: "Sister-in-law, will you go to see Zhuzhu with me? I mentioned to you yesterday that she can eat 20 elbows in sauce! I will let her eat it for you. !"
Wen Tong covered her lips and smiled: "It's not convenient for me to meet people now, you say hello to Little Lady Baozhu."
Nan Baoyi thought about it too.
She came to the flower hall with the aftertaste, Zhuzhu was sitting alone on the armchair without any personal hospitality.
She knew that Princess Jing looked down on her family, but she seemed stingy in doing things like this.
Fortunately, the bead heart is big, and there are so many cake desserts on the flower table, she eats happily, regardless of the host's attitude towards her.
"Beads!"
Nan Baoyi made a crisp sound.
Nan Baozhu raised his head, with the flower cake crumbs still on his mouth, and immediately ran towards her.
She hugged Nan Baoyi tightly, feeling wronged: "Oh, Jiaojiao, I miss you!"
Nan Baoyi quickly abandoned and avoided.
The girl's hands are still stained with greasy crumbs, so she can't stain her jacket skirt.
Nan Baozhu licked her fingertips embarrassedly, and then enthusiastically opened her arms to hug her: "Jiaojiao, I miss you!"
Nan Baoyi disliked it even more.
She took the kerchief and personally wiped off the saliva and debris from her fingertips for Nan Baozhu: "Little cousin, you will be sixteen after the Chinese New Year, so you should pay attention to your image."
"Isn't I happy to see you!" Nan Baozhu leaned closer and looked at her carefully. "Jiaojiao's complexion is ruddy and shiny. I want to spend a few days here. Jiaojiao and Xiao Yi have raised concubines, so you won't be angry. Well?"
Nan Baoyi really wanted to share with her about the imperial sister-in-law.
But when the words came to the lips, she was afraid of Zhuzhu talking nonsense everywhere.
At this moment, she felt Xiao Yi's mood at the time.
She took the handkerchief and smiled and said, "You are not angry. Man, how common are three wives and four concubines, I have always been tolerant and considerate, so how can I blame him? I, I hope the emperor—Sister Tong, will give birth to his second brother. It."
Nan Baozhu was surprised.
She reached out and touched her sister's forehead: "I don't have a fever, could it be Xie Chong's body?"
"Zhuzhu, I'm really fine. You haven't seen the emperor-Sister Tong, she is the best woman I have ever seen in my life." Nan Baoyi praised her, "Qinqi, calligraphy and painting, and the rhythm of cooking tea. proficient!"
Nan Baozhu pouted.
Her sister was so stupid that she and her second brother's concubine became close friends in her boudoir.
She stretched out her hand and squeezed Nan Baoyi's face: "I see, you are so infatuated with love, you can't even be jealous. Forget it, I won't say much about you. It will be Laba in a few days. Will you follow me back home for the holidays? If you marry or not, always tell your grandmother clearly. If you marry, many things must be prepared in advance."
Nan Baoyi nodded obediently.
She cleaned up her baggage, and after bidding farewell to Wen Tong, she returned to the mansion on Jincheng Street with Nan Baozhu.
The old lady heard that she was still going to marry Xiao Yi, so she wanted to give her a cane twice.
The old man held Nan Baoyi's hand and said earnestly, "Xiao Yi is crazy, so are you crazy too?" He condoned his concubine and waiter to be pregnant and didn't give you a face. What would you do to marry him?"
Jiang followed the complaint: "Jiaojiao, you can't find a man like Shengjingcheng. Why do you want to follow him when you die? We are not afraid to offend the Jing Palace. The sky is falling, we will carry it for you!"
Cheng Yerou was angrily: "Could it be that Xiao Yi threatened you with your father's affairs? Your father is shameless and has ganged up with Taifusiqing's concubine. We don't want him, why be threatened by others!"
Nan Baoyi has two big heads.
She held her forehead, she couldn't argue.
Seeing the elders scold Xiao Yi more and more, she pinched her thigh.
Tears poured in immediately.
She choked: "Grandmother, second aunt, and aunt Cheng, in my whole life, I have been stubborn with Xiao Yi, but he does not marry... If he is the moon in the water, I am the flower in the mirror; if he is the wind, I am The sand that follows the wind. The mountain has no edges, and the heaven and the earth are in harmony. I dare to be with you!
Xiao Yi who is stepping into the threshold: "..."
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