Chapter 615: The name on the marriage certificate is not Xiao Daoyan

Yulouchun.
Because it's New Year's Eve, there are lights and colorful lights everywhere in the building, and it is very lively.
The elegant seats of high-rise buildings, the light blue dense bamboo curtains on the windows, reflect the grand New Year's Eve night view of the capital outside the window, and occasionally fireworks roar straight up to the blue clouds, adding a bit of noise.
There was a short case near the window, full of wine and delicacies.
Han Yanliang hugged Nan Baoyi next to her and wanted to pour her wine: "I didn't expect it, this year's New Year's Eve, we actually spent it together. Come, for this cup, I will give birth to a young son in Nan Xiaowu and hold both of them. !"
She drinks badly.
Nan Baoyi had been filled with several cups by her, and she blushed with a small blush. She hurriedly guarded her drink, and said embarrassedly: "I can't drink anymore..."
She rushed to find the cold smoke to celebrate the New Year, but the woman only drinks alcohol. Since she sat down, she has not even been able to eat two bites of vegetables.
Han Yanliang was unhappy, and pinched the tip of Nan Baoyi's nose, "Don't you give me face?"
"Boss Han—"
Han Yanliang grabbed her wine bottle, and was about to pour it, but saw that the wine jug was empty.
The maids were all sent out to celebrate the New Year by her. There was no one in the seat, so she had to stand up swayingly, saying: "You wait, I, I will go and hold a jar of fine wine..."
Seeing her going out, Nan Baoyi stroked her chest relaxedly.
She looked across from the low case.
Shen Yichao, Shengxue in white clothes, sat in danger and watched the cold smoke go out.
This servant stayed in Yulouchun for a few months. She was a concubine who looked at him and Boss Han as an outsider, but for so long, he had not said anything to Boss Han.
Does he expect Boss Han to take the initiative?
Nan Baoyi raised her small face and casually screamed at him: "Shen Langjun, after New Year's Eve, Boss Han will be 20 years old. This age has not been out of the pavilion, which is unusual. When my second brother comes back from the Northern Wei Dynasty, I will definitely ask. He, help Boss Han to find a good relationship. Speaking of which, Shen Langjun is from Chang'an and he has seen the world, what kind of noble man of appropriate age can recommend?"
Her eyebrows are crooked.
Just want to stir up the discussion, let him express his heart quickly.
Shen Yichao played with a small celadon cup.
He lifted his eyelids and glanced at Nan Baoyi lightly: "I will not marry her."
Nan Baoyi: "..."
Do you want to be so straightforward? !
She suffocated her breath and questioned her: "You don't like her, what do you live in Yulouchun? What do you do in Yulouchun? You have been asleep for so long, and you really want to talk about marriage, but you said, won't you marry her?!"
Shen Yichao sipped a sip of spirits.
He looked indifferent: "I am the Shen family, and the marriage of the Shen family is not in my control. Han Yanliang is a humble background and can't bear to be the main room. If she wants, I can give her the status of a concubine. But the wife, no. can."
His tone was so calm, as if he was just talking about a trivial matter.
Nan Baoyi couldn't calm down.
She was about to refute, there was a sudden applause outside the window.
A black shadow slipped into the round window quietly.
He has a low voice: "I don't want to be confused, I'm worthy of my brother."
Nan Baoyi looked over.
The visitor is tall and tall, with mysterious robe arrow sleeves, a saber around his waist, a lacquered crown of hair, and an old scar on the corner of his eyes. His appearance is three to four minutes like Shen Yichao, but his temperament is even more solemn. Dangerous figure who licked blood
And he called Shen Yichao "Adi"...
Nan Baoyi stood up, Huo then retreated.
This man should be the eldest son of the great Yong Shen family, and also the nephew and eyes and ears of the great Yong empress. He unexpectedly found Yulouchun!
Shen Yichao was also surprised: "Brother, why are you here?"
Shen Yijue threw the two rings to him: "You haven't heard from you for many years. Aunt and parents are very worried about you."
Shen Yichao caught the ring with a complicated expression.
Shen Yijue picked a circle chair and sat down with his robe.
Under the light of the lamp, he casually looked at Nan Baoyi, so careful that he didn't even let go of the strands of hair.
Finally finished looking, he said indifferently: "Are you Nan Baoyi?"
Nan Baoyi said nothing.
The thin white hands in the sleeves couldn't help but clenched tightly, quietly holding the dagger in the sleeve pocket.
"You don't have to think about assassinating me. You are in front of me, it's not enough." Shen Yijue took out a document from his arms and pushed it to the flower table. "This is what my aunt gave you."
Empress Dayong, give her something?
Nan Baoyi twisted her brows.
She glanced dreadfully and thoughtfully before picking up the paperwork carefully.
Unfolding, it turned out to be an official document that allowed Nanjia Bank to trade in Dayong, and it was carefully stamped.
She raised her eyebrows.
Queen Dayong, would it be so good?
As if seeing through her thoughts, she replied without being surprised: "My aunt knew that the Nan family wanted to do business in a money house, and she also wanted to be the richest man in the day. As long as you don't pester the second highness in the future, this document will belong to your home. Even My aunt will also personally support Nan's business in Dayong, and give you another good marriage."
Nan Baoyi was stunned.
You can understand, Empress Dayong, this is for her daughter-in-law.
It seems that Shen Yijue came to Shengjing this time not only to take away his brother Shen Yichao, but also to solve her trouble.
She took the seat generously, neither overbearing nor overbearing: "I am married with my second brother Mingmai, and she is not qualified to ask me to leave my second brother."
"Ming Media is getting married?"
Shen Yijue joked, as if laughing at the girl's innocence.
He was a rare smile, and when he laughed, there was a deep sarcasm. The corners of his eyebrows and eyes were unabashedly contemptuous and contemptuous, as if talking to Nan Baoyi had already given her a big face.
Nan Baoyi took out a positive red note from her arms.
She photographed the note on Huaji, very confident: "This is the marriage letter between my second brother and me, and the government has stamped it. Why isn't it just married?"
Shen Yijue sits in jeopardy.
He picked up the marriage book and looked at it for a moment, reminding: "Who and whom are the names on the marriage book?"
"Of course it's me and my second brother—"
Nan Baoyi didn't finish speaking, but stopped abruptly.
"The names on the marriage certificate are Nan Baoyi, and Xiao Yi." Shen Yijue squinted slightly. "There has never been Xiao Daoyan in the world, not Xiao Yi. So who is the man who married you? Have you ever worshiped. His ancestor? If not, how can Nan girl have the face to claim that you are married to him as a Ming match? Nan Girl, the second majesty Jin Zun Yugui, don't forge the marriage letter for Pan Gao Zhi'er, and just wrong him."
Nan Baoyi's nails were pinched deeply into the palm.
The name on the marriage letter is Xiao Yi.
The ancestor she worshipped was only the ancestor of the Nanyue royal family...
The colored glaze lights are brilliant, and on the festive New Year's Eve, the girl's makeup is exquisite, but the color of her lips turns pale.
Shen Yijue looked at the Yulou spring furnishings, and said: "His Royal Highness has already obtained the Tianshu token, but he never turned it over to his aunt. Instead, he detained the messenger sent by the aunt. His heart was unpredictable. Tianshu was supposed to be loyal to the Emperor Da Yong, and Shouldn't be reduced to his personal guard."
He glanced outside the room: "Leader Tianshu, where is it?"