Chapter 565: Was played by two sisters and applauded

The bedroom fell into dead silence.
I don't know how long it took before Nan Jing said with difficulty, "Impossible..."
Nan Baoyi got up and wandered casually in the hall: "If you don't believe me, just ask someone to bully me. If the child is gone, what will happen to Xiao Yi?"
Nan Jing clenched his fists tightly.
If he killed Xiao Yi's child, Xiao Yi would definitely kill him!
In the face of power, the new emperor will not only not protect him, but will also send him to Xiao Yi to vent his anger.
He will be chopped up piece by piece!
Nan Baoyi leaned on the vermilion lacquer pillars and pulled aside the crystal-clear bead curtain, smiling, "So, do you still want to try?"
Nan Jing's eyes were dripping blood.
He finally reached today's high position step by step, becoming the trusted man of the new emperor, and he was still being played with by his two younger sisters!
He can't take their lives at all!
He closed his eyes, suppressed his anger, and said solemnly: "Come here, take a good to Princess Baoyi back to Qionghua Palace!"
Nan Baoyi always smiled on her lips.
Ignoring Nan Jing's embarrassment, she walked away without looking back.
Back at Qionghua Palace, Princess Jing and Yunxiu hurriedly greeted them.
Princess Jing said worriedly: "Where did it hurt?"
Nan Baoyi shook his head and said the matter briefly and concisely.
Princess Jing was surprised and delighted, and quickly glanced at her belly: "Is Jiaojiao really pregnant?"
"Where can it be," Nan Baoyi smiled, "It's just a slow-down plan to escape. I am still young, and my second brother and I are not in a hurry to have children."
Concubine Jing was disappointed and couldn't help but think: "When I was your age, I was pregnant with a child. To marry a family eldest, the first important thing is to give birth to a son, and the son is the woman who lives and lives. The root of..."
Nan Baoyi: "..."
Open your eyes.
A large string of words behind Princess Jing was automatically filtered by her, completely coming out of the left ear and right ear.
Princess Jing finally finished speaking and pushed the dazed girl: "Do you remember what I said?"
Nan Baoyi nodded solemnly: "Remember it!"
After answering, he took Yunxiu's hand and ran towards the side hall.
Princess Jing chased after two steps angrily: "You kid, you didn't remember it at all, stop!"
However, Nan Baoyi didn't want to listen to her theory at all, as she ran away like a ghost.
...
Because of the death of Emperor Xian, music, alcohol, and meat were banned throughout the country, and the Mid-Autumn Festival in South Vietnam was very peaceful this year.
As the weather gets colder, Chu Huaixiu's throne has become increasingly stable.
However, he still did not intend to release the emperor's relatives out of the palace.
Qionghua Palace is noisy every day, and some royal elders clamored impatiently to meet the new emperor, and finally waited for Chu Huaixiu after the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Nan Baoyi followed Jing Wang and his wife to pay homage to the new emperor with Mandian Emperor.
She peeked.
Chu Huaixiu's appearance was as pure as a zhilanyu tree, but he was dressed up and down casually.
It was the first time to meet the relatives of the emperor as an emperor. He actually only wore a plain meditation cloth with buckles and a bright yellow woven golden dragon cloak. His long hair was loosely scattered around his waist, and his hair was drooping. At the forehead, the laugh is even more bohemian.
He admired the crowd's kneeling gestures, resting his cheeks with one hand, and jokingly said: "I asked you all to stay in the palace out of good intentions. Why did I hear that you are dissatisfied?"
"Chu Huaixiu!"
A hostile voice suddenly sounded violently.
Nan Baoyi looked quietly.
Cheng Wang Chu Huaimei stood up regardless, and cursed: "Since the beating of the father, you have put me in the Qionghua Palace! In your eyes, is there a brother like me?!"
Chu Huaixiu tilted his head.
Gu Chongshan, who was standing beside him, immediately made a gesture.
Several waiters in the West Factory stepped forward to hold Chu Huaimei, regardless of his dignity and decency as a prince, and regardless of his struggle and anger, they knelt him to the ground viciously.
Chu Huaixiu played with the long white scroll: "Calling my name directly is the following crime. Huaimei, you are not good. Palm mouth."
Nan Baoyi opened Dan Feng's eyes in surprise.
Chu Huaimei is the prince!
Under the world, how can the new emperor just slap his brothers in public when he becomes the throne? !
However, no matter how surprised she was, the crackling applause sounded one after another.
The whole hall is silent.
Many relatives and relatives looked at each other.
Chu Huaixiu, this is killing chickens and monkeys!
Chu Huaimei's cheeks were red and swollen, and she stared at Chu Huaixiu in disbelief: "You beat this king?! Before your father's body is cold, you dare to beat this king"
Before he finished his words, he received a few more slaps!
As soon as he spoke, the waiter greeted him on his face, and over and over again, Chu Huaimei knelt down in tears, never daring to say anything again.
Chu Huaixiu slowly untied the silk ribbon on the scroll.
He unfolded the scroll with his own hands, and his stern face was as gentle as a bright moon: "I came to visit your uncles, brothers, and aunts today to introduce you to a girl. She was a beauty I fell in love with at first sight when I was young, and I will soon be enrolled. The queen."
The drawing axis expands.
He gently stroked the picture scroll before proudly letting everyone watch it.
Nan Baoyi was startled.
Isn't the beauty on the scroll the Huangsao's wife?
The others looked at each other.
They had never seen Wen Tong, nor had they seen Xiao Yi's so-called concubine in the West Tower. They didn't know the girl in the painting, but they were hidden in the Jing Palace.
The white-haired princess asked curiously: "Dare to ask the emperor, which girl is she from?"
Chu Huaixiu smiled gently: "She, she is no longer alive. You can pay homage to her portrait. Now, I want you to pay her a great gift to meet the queen."
The whole hall was silent.
Nan Baoyi's face was dumbfounded, and it was no longer possible to use "shock" to describe how she felt at this time.
The others were equally dumbfounded.
Canonize a dead person and become a queen? !
Tell them, relatives and relatives of the emperor, to meet a portrait of the queen as a gift? !
Is Chu Huaixiu crazy? !
Chu Huaimei clutched her swollen face, choked and cursed: "Mad dog! Chu Huaixiu, the emperor has died, no one can control you, you are completely free and completely crazy, right?! You call us the pride of these days, Bow down to a dead person who didn't know where he came from, are you sick?!"
The servant was about to slap his mouth, Chu Huaixiu put down the picture scroll blankly.
He stood up, "Get the bow and arrow."
The attendant presented bows and arrows respectfully.
Chu Huaixiu tried the bowstring toughness, and hit the feather arrow blankly.
The sharp arrow pointed straight to Chu Huaimei.
Chu Huaimei was embarrassed.
In the past, his mother was Concubine Jiang, and his maternal grandfather was Taifu Jiang. He was the most decent among the princes. Even Chu Huaixiu had to be respectful when he saw him.
But now, he was actually slapped by Chu Huaixiu in front of everyone!
He consciously lost his face and wanted to get back a round, so he stalked his neck and said: "I'm here, Chu Huaixiu, do you dare to shoot me?! Father's body is not cold, do you dare to do something to your brother's hands and feet"