Chapter 573: She didn't mean to hook him

Xiao Yi's throat rolled slightly.
After a long while, he stretched out his hand and pierced Nan Baoyi's sandal hair with his fingertips.
His eyes fell on her delicate lips, and he muttered, "Jiaojiao hooked me..."
Nan Baoyi wanted to cry without tears.
She didn't mean to hook him!
She dropped the robe by herself, not she took it off!
Xiao Yi endured and endured, but finally couldn't bear it. He opened his robe and stared at her small lips, and said softly, "We haven't tried..."
Nan Baoyi disliked it: "Dirty."
"I'll take a wash."
"It's still dirty after washing!"
Nan Baoyi blushed and rushed behind the screen.
Her family minister, she was serious before getting married, and she was married. It was like a wild horse. Every night, there would be all kinds of blushing ideas.
That kind of thing...
She wiped her lips unspeakably.
She is a serious concubine, how could she do that kind of thing!
...
As Nan Baoyi expected, three days later, Nan Baozhu packed his dowry and left Shengjing safely with the Ning family and his son.
For the Nan family, although it is not a good marriage to marry the little grandfather of Zhen Guo Gongfu as a concubine, Ning Wanzhou knelt in front of the old lady and vowed in every possible way to guarantee that he would be kind to Nan Baozhu. So no matter how reluctant the Nan family is, they think this marriage is much better than marrying to the prime minister's house.
The old lady was afraid that Nan Baozhu would be bullied in a foreign country. Not only did she prepare a priceless dowry for her, she even prepared a guard team formed by masters to protect her safety.
Nan Bing's eyes were red.
He stepped into the royal study room.
It was fine today, and Chu Huaixiu finished processing the memorials, still admiring the scrolls obsessively.
Nan Jing handed over: "The emperor, Zhen Guo's team is about to leave Shengjing City. Nan Baozhu's dowry is extremely valuable. You shouldn't allow her to take so many treasures to other countries. This is a disguised form of promoting the wealth of other countries. "
Chu Huaixiu glanced at him.
He hung the scroll on the wall, licked the ink, and sketched Wen Tong's face on the rice paper. He said lightly: "Nanjing, you are also a smart person, but compared to Xiao Xiong, you are far away. Do you know why?"
"Weichen don't know!"
"Belly." Chu Huaixiu's voice was indifferent, "Nanjing, your belly is so small that it's hard to be a big weapon."
Even the girl’s dowry is worried...
Worthy of being the son of Nanmao.
Nanjing looked embarrassed.
After a long while, he bit his scalp and said: "The emperor, the Nan family has a rich background. Since you are unwilling to take care of the Nan Baozhu, we have to find another way out and annex their accumulated treasure.
"Weichen thought that it would be better to take this opportunity of Nan Baozhu to marry Dayong, to plant a crime of treason for the Nan family, and throw the Nan family into heaven prison. Even if Xiao Yi can prove their innocence, he is looking for evidence. During that time, it was enough for us to transfer the wealth of the Nan family."
Chu Huaixiu's wrist turned.
He laughed softly: "This idea is not bad, leave it to you."
Nanjing was overjoyed and quickly said yes.
He couldn't wait to encircle Nanfu with his soldiers and horses, but he couldn't even enter the palace.
The Nanjia Mansion Gate was closed tightly, and Nan Chengli dressed in a green robe, standing under the eaves of the mansion gate, quietly watching him.
Nan Jing was riding on horseback, holding the imperial decree, and said loudly: "Nan Chengli, Ben Tanhua is enjoined by the holy to conquer the crime of treason by the Nan family. You stay here alone, what are you going to do?! You won't let me. Go in and read your crimes, do you want to resist the decree?"
Nan Chengli was expressionless.
The grandson of Nan's family, who has always been gentle and moist, faced Nan Jing, only feeling sad.
He said slowly: "Tanhua Lang, you are Nanjing, a descendant of my Nan family. You have the blood of the Nan family in your body, but how cruel it is to help outsiders deal with the family? Nan Jing, put down the butcher knife, and still pay not late."
Nan Jing laughed.
He smiled savagely and proudly and madly: "In your eyes, I am just an outsider. Have you ever regarded me as a descendant of the Nan family?! Now that you see me flying, are you scared? It's a pity, no matter what. No matter how you plead with me and kowtow to me, I will not let you go! Come here, the Nan family collaborating with the enemy and treason, arrest Nan Chengli for me and knock the Nan family mansion door open!"
The Janissaries were about to act immediately.
Not in a hurry, Nan Chengli took out a token from his arms.
The token of brass texture is round and simple.
Nan Chengli hurriedly said: "The first emperor gave a gold medal for exemption from death, which can forgive the sins of the family. Nanjing, the bones of the first emperor are not cold, I am standing here, do you dare to do it to me? Do you dare to do it to the Nan family?!"
Nan Jing couldn't believe it.
He stared fiercely at the death-free gold medal, with violent blue veins spreading out of his neck.
Unexpectedly, the first emperor would give the Nanjia a gold medal for immunity from death!
Just because of his father's idea of ​​breaking friendship with the first emperor, the first emperor actually bestowed the gold medal from death? !
The people onlookers have three floors and three floors outside.
When they saw the gold medal for avoiding death and remembering the kindness of the first emperor when he was alive, they couldn't help but knelt down in tears, shouting long live.
Where did Nanjing dare to ask the Imperial Guard to do it again.
He tightly held the Minghuang imperial edict, his eyes were full of unwillingness.
I'm so close, seeing that Nan Jia is about to become his prisoner, but because of this inexplicable death-free gold medal, he fell short!
He was itchy with hatred, but after all he dared not say anything.
He had to take the soldiers and horses and left Jincheng Street in a humble manner and reported to Chu Huaixiu.
At the same time, the back door of Nanjia opened slowly.
Countless small carriages loaded with gold and silver lined up in the quiet alleys and headed towards the city gate in an orderly manner.
Xiao Yi personally accompanied the old lady and others to cross the threshold.
The old man looked back, staring deeply at this mansion.
The couplets from last year’s New Year’s Eve were still pasted by the door, yellowing and brittle.
Lanterns flicked under the eaves, and swallows built nests under the beams. Because of late autumn, the swallows moved south, and the nest was empty.
Xiao Yi said indifferently: "Grandma needn't be sad, but just avoiding her anger for the time being. When Chu Huaixiu's tyranny is over, I will send someone to pick you up and return to Shengjing."
The old man looked firm.
Whether Girl Zhu married Chang'an or they returned to Jinguan City, she understood Xiao Yi and Nan Baoyi's strategy from beginning to end.
What's more, their bank business is already saturated in South Vietnam.
Not only do they have to take this opportunity to return to Jinguan City, they also have to go out and go to every country to expand their bank business and sell their Shu Brocade.
Parting is for the next time we meet, to meet a stronger each other.
She turned to Xiao Yi, her eyes softened by two points: "I entrust Jiaojiao to you, take good care of her, don't ask her to be wronged."
Xiao Yi stepped back two steps and solemnly bowed his hands.
The old lady boarded the carriage.
She looked deeply into the direction of the towering palace before instructing Mother Ji to lower the curtain.
In the palace.
Nan Jing learned of the relocation of the Nan family and hurriedly chased out Shengjing City.
On the moat, the willows of the dam swayed in the autumn wind.
He watched the Nan family's motorcade disappear on the official road, and grabbed the reins tightly. He was shocked in his heart. He didn't expect the Nan family to walk so swiftly and neatly. In fact, he still wanted to see that man and wanted that man to watch. See how powerful he is now...
I always remember that the man was taking care of him during the days when I was stupid.
The man he called "Daddy".
The wind was a bit strong, and the chaotic sand squinted.
Nan Jing's eyes are reddish.
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Thank you fairies for your reward, draw red envelopes