Chapter 583: Little fish like rouge

The courtyard is silent.
No one expected such a thing to happen, after all, Nan Yan's fetal image has always been very stable.
Nan Baoyi was the first to recover, stepped back two steps, and looked at Liuhua.
Liu Hua's face was blue and white.
She knew how much Gu Chongshan cared about the child in Nan Yan's belly. She didn't want to have the slightest connection with Nan Yan's small birth, so she turned around and walked to the wing where she lived, only having not been here tonight.
When Nan Baoyi hesitated between calling the imperial doctor and running away immediately, there was movement from outside the hospital.
The waiters pushed open the courtyard door.
Gu Chongshan appeared outside the courtyard.
He glanced over Nan Yan who was crying in pain, the blood on her skirt, the dagger that fell to the ground, and then over the pair of tea cups and armchairs under the eaves, and Nan Baoyi who suddenly appeared here. He immediately Know what is happening here.
Nan Yan, this idiot, must have been instigated by Liuhua, trying to kill Nan Jia girl while Xiao Yi was injured.
As a result, he was killed by the opponent.
He twisted the ebony beads, his eyes fell on the blood again.
Seeing his narrow eyes and gloomy, Nan Baoyi argued in a low voice: "She fell to the ground by herself."
Gu Chongshan ignored her excuse and said indifferently, "It's dealt with."
The servant respectfully said yes.
Nan Baoyi bit her lower lip and backed away nervously.
Gu Chongshan, want to deal with yourself? !
However, the waiters, carrying burlap bags, went straight to Nanyan.
Nan Yan Qiao's face was pale, with fine cold sweat erupting from her forehead.
It was her that Gu Chongshan had to deal with!
She struggled, her eyes stern: "Nine thousand years old, it was Nan Baoyi who killed me! It was she who killed my flesh and blood! Go and kill her, why are you killing me?!"
"It's her or not, it doesn't matter anymore." Gu Chongshan's voice is indifferent, "The important thing is that Xiaoyu's flesh and blood have disappeared, and you don't need to live in the world."
Nan Yan:? ? ?
Gu Chongshan is sick? !
Instead of avenging Gu Yu's flesh and blood, he wanted to kill her? !
If she doesn't have a miscarriage, will Gu Chongshan go to mother and keep her children sooner or later? !
Seeing the danger approaching, Nan Yan was searching her stomach and thinking about the means of escape, but a ghost like an iron tower stood in front of her.
Gu Yu firmly protected her behind him.
He was a little afraid of Gu Chongshan. When facing his elder brother, his ugly face showed a cowardly look, but he still mustered up the courage and said in a childish voice: "Like...like Yan'er..."
Gu Chongshan's eyebrows are sharp: "Xiaoyu."
"Brother, Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu likes rouge!"
Although Gu Yu stammered, even though he couldn't figure out his own name, his tone was very serious.
His expression gradually became firm, regardless of his brother's gloomy expression, he took out the withered begonia from his pocket, not to the temples of Nan Rouge, he knew that this beautiful and charming girl was very concerned about beauty.
He picked up Nan Yan like a fragile piece of white colored glaze.
His actions are so cautious, and he cherishes more than he treats Begonias.
He was huge but agile, ups and downs like a harrier, and immediately disappeared in the remote courtyard of Xichang with Nan Rouge.
The waiter carrying the sack looked at each other and had to look at Gu Chongshan.
Gu Chongshan closed his eyes impatiently and let Gu Yu go.
Nan Baoyi didn't want to stay here for a long time, and was about to leave. Thinking of Yunxiu, he tentatively said: "Nine thousand years old, my maid has not returned for a day. You are in charge of the palace. If you can help me find it, I am grateful. "
Gu Chongshan glanced at her small face.
The peanut red dress on her face had already fallen off, her white and tender face was exquisite and flawless, and Danfeng's eyes were clean and moist, making it impossible to refuse her plea.
He nodded slightly.
After Nan Baoyi left, he instructed: "Put your sleeves on."
The next day.
Nan Baoyi got up early in the morning and just packed his luggage, he saw Yunxiu standing outside the temple threshold, his eyes red and swollen, as if he had been crying for a long time.
"Cloud sleeve..."
She stepped forward, pressed the veil on the end of her eyes, and said worriedly: "Where have you been, and you haven't been back so long. Did someone in the palace bully you? Tell me, I'll avenge you!"
Yunxiu shook his head with tears.
She gently hugged Nan Baoyi, choked up and said: "I am lost because of my playfulness..."
That night, she was taken to Xichang by a nine-thousand-year-old man, where she received many punishments.
Her back was all whipped, and even most of her effort was abolished.
However, she did not regret it at all.
A few days before receiving the order to ambush the concubine Shizi, her sister died of a serious illness. She was very sad, but when she saw the concubine Shizi and her younger sister lively and squeamish, all the regrets and distress towards her younger sister were gradually given. The concubine.
She, I really like this girl!
Nan Baoyi stroked Yunxiu lightly.
She felt the girl trembling, and she must have experienced something unbearable.
She felt sorry for Yunxiu's loneliness and helplessness, so she didn't ask carefully, but did her best to give her a little warmth with a hug.
Soothing Yunxiu's emotions, the eunuch's general voice came from outside.
Nan Baoyi looked over.
The person here is actually Huang's wife!
Nan Baoyi withdrew all the palace ladies and eunuchs, and greeted them worriedly: "The emperor's wife was injured last night, so why don't you feel at ease today..."
Wen Tong shook Nan Baoyi's hand, his apricot eyes were full of light: "The emperor was seriously injured. When I visited him, I advised him to rule the country by virtue. There is no Ming monarch in the world, but he controls the court by holding the family of his ministers. Yes. Unexpectedly, he actually adopted my opinion and allowed you to return to the mansion with Xiaolang. He looks both righteous and evil, but in his heart, he still wants to be Mingjun, right?"
Nan Baoyi: "..."
No, Chu Huaixiu didn't want to be Mingjun.
People just lick the dog!
Even if you ask him to slaughter the people, he can immediately take the butcher knife and rush out of the palace!
But being able to return to the mansion is something to celebrate for Nan Baoyi.
She curled her eyes and smiled and said, "Thank you Huang's wife for bothering!"
"I want to thank you." Wen Tong took out a book from his wide sleeves and solemnly handed it to Nan Baoyi. "This is A weak's diet and daily life. I am afraid that the nanny can't take care of it, so I wrote this book overnight. The booklet, after Jiaojiao returns to the house, she will hand it over to the nanny for me."
Nan Baoyi should go down.
She opened the booklet, and the small letters of the hairpin were elegant and elegant, and she wrote seriously when Awei drinks milk, when she changes diapers, how to coax when she cries, what lullaby she likes to listen to, etc.
Every word of concern shows a motherly heart.
Nan Baoyi cried inexplicably.
She endured her tears, raised her head and smiled: "The emperor's wife loves Ah very weak. When Ah weak grows up, she will definitely be a good and filial child."
Wen Tong just laughed.
Doctor Jiang once asserted that her sick body, even if hung with precious medicinal materials, would not survive for two years. Where can I see Ah Qian growing up?
A weak can grow up peacefully, bringing joy and filial piety to Xiao Lang and Jiaojiao is her greatest expectation.
At noon.
Nan Baoyi rode a carriage and returned to the Palace of Jing with Xiao Yi.
The palace is very few.