Chapter 669: The Shen brothers come to Shengjing again

But on the third or fifth day, the embroidery workshop sent Nan Baoyi's new undergarment.
The girl was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror trying on clothes.
The girl in the mirror wears a soft yellow rain silk brocade, collocation with a complex and light daisy skirt, and a neat and dark snake bun. It looks particularly clean in summer, like a handful of green lotus.
She was very satisfied.
Xiao Yi picked the bead curtain and came in. Seeing her looking around at the bronze mirror, she said lightly: "Want to go out?"
Nan Baoyi looked at him through the mirror with a sweet smile: "Cheng's night banquet, I'm going to join in the fun. Second brother sees me, how is it different from usual?"
While speaking, his thin white hands deliberately stroked the light and cloud-like new upper undergarment.
Xiao Yi really didn't see any difference.
He sat cross-legged by the window, opened a stack of memorials, pondered for a while, and praised: "It's more beautiful than yesterday."
Nan Baoyi was displeased and turned to look at him: "I wore a newly made upper jacket. Didn't you see it? This rainy silk cloth and gold cloth was sent to me by my four goths a few days ago. You are a little bit more Didn't even notice it?"
Xiao Yi was silent.
Nan Jiaojiao's summer dresses are not two hundred, but there are one hundred. The side hall is full, and he changes one set almost every day without repetition. How could he pay special attention to what she wears.
Nan Baoyi grinds her molars: "Second brother is so incomprehensible that he wasted the money I spent on buying so many new skirts! In your eyes, does everything I wear is the same?"
"In my eyes, Jiaojiao looks good in everything she wears. Even if she doesn't wear it, she looks good."
Xiao Yi's response was steady.
Since I married a little girl, he felt that the daily question and answer session in the boudoir seemed to be on the line of life and death, and he was more nervous than the exam in the academy. If one did not answer well, the earth would be shaken. Nan Jiaojiao could talk on the couch. He was in the middle of the night.
Nan Baoyi snorted softly.
She pulled up the lotus green draped silk, stepped on pearl embroidered shoes, took out the fan of the top noble lady, and elegantly stepped out of the dormitory: "I'm going to the Cheng's house for a drink."
She originally wanted to go to Cheng's house with her second brother.
It was a pity that the court affairs were so busy that he couldn't get away, so she could only go to the banquet alone.
When approaching Xiao Yi, the man held her hand.
He kissed her fingertips covered with Dan Kou, and exhorted: "After the dinner, I will go out to pick you up in the palace myself, and don't run around."
Nan Baoyi's eyes were like crescent moons, and she covered the silk handkerchief on his face: "I know! The second brother is more and more nagging, and he will become the white beard grandfather. Wouldn't he have to nagging even more? At that time, my ears will have to nag. It's a cocoon!"
Xiao Yi took off the handkerchief and watched her step out of the bedroom.
The girl is wearing a silk cloth, her back is graceful, her gait is smooth while walking.
He didn't look back until her figure completely disappeared from the bead curtain.
The man Yingjun's eyebrows add depth and sternness.
He opened the memorial and continued to deal with the ten counties of South Vietnam.
He must completely control this piece of land in his hands in the shortest possible time, so that he can be regarded as possessing the capital to wrestle with that woman, and then can he protect his sweetheart in that flashy and dangerous place in Chang'an.
...
Nan Baoyi quickly arrived at Chengfu in a carriage.
The mansion was brightly lit, and people from the Cheng clan came. After all, they were a well-known scholarly clan. Nan Baoyi listened to them, quoting scriptures from the inside and out, and discussing the present. The topic was not gossip at all, only related to learning.
She sat in the water pavilion, playing a group fan slowly, while picking up a green apricot, leaning to her mouth and taking a bite, barely making her teeth sore.
"Is Jiaojiao sour?"
Cheng Yimo came over to entertain, and smiled and handed her a cup of hot almond tea.
"Sister-in-law!" Nan Baoyi called out enthusiastically.
She took a sip of almond tea, her eyes sparkling, "I heard people say that women like to eat sour when they are pregnant. The fourth sister-in-law put out a plate of green apricots here. Did you and your fourth brother have a baby?"
"Why?" Cheng Yimo covered his lips. "They are all melons and fruits prepared by the maid in the palace. I am not pregnant. Your fourth brother's future is very important. We will discuss waiting for his stable career and a good nurturing environment for the children. It’s not too late. Teaching is always more important than life."
Nan Baoyi nodded in favor: "This is the reason. By the way, where's the fourth brother?"
Cheng Yimo was also stunned.
She looked around, the waterside pavilion was everywhere, but there was no figure of Nan Chengshu everywhere.
She sent the maid to look for it, but the maid returned to report that she could not find anyone everywhere.
Cheng Yimo was anxious: "His person is too honest, he didn't cause trouble outside and was arrested? Will he be beaten to death..."
Nan Baoyi was speechless for a while.
No matter how stupid her fourth brother is, he shouldn't be stupid enough to be beaten to death.
She had to comfort her: "Sister-in-law, don't panic, let's ask someone to find it in Nanfu."
Cheng Yimo nodded, but couldn't rest assured, and took the maid to find it in person.
Nan Baoyi was thinking about several places that Nan Chengshu might go, and unexpectedly got hit by someone's elbow.
She raised her head, and the person who hit her was missing.
An extra letter appeared on the stone table.
She opened it.
She is very familiar with the small letters of hairpins on the letter, and it is Nan Yan's handwriting.
Nan Yan said in the letter that Nan Chengshu was taken away by her people and tied to the persimmon forest on the outskirts of the city, so that she was not allowed to tell anyone and went there alone within an hour, otherwise she would kill Nan Chengshu directly.
There is also a small seal on the envelope, which is the private seal of Nan Chengshu, even stained with blood.
She brows and clasps the letterhead tightly.
Nan Yan hated her, she always knew.
But she never expected that Nan Yan would use kidnapping her fourth brother to blackmail him.
Why did you kill the fourth brother? Nan Yan and the fourth brother are also cousins ​​connected by blood.
Really frantic!
She looked around, her temples were fragrant, and she couldn't see where the people from Nan Yan were hiding.
She pondered for a moment, got up and walked to Chengfu stable.
Although the letter says that you are not allowed to tell anyone, it is really stupid to go to Nanyan's banquet alone, I'm afraid I will lose my wife and break down.
So she handed the envelope to Yunxiu, and whispered: "Go back to the palace and give this letter to your Highness, so that he will immediately lead people to the persimmon forest in the suburbs of the city."
Yun Xiu's eyebrows were solemn and immediately obeyed.
Nan Baoyi opened the stable and pulled out a white horse.
She rolled over on her horse neatly, squeezed her belly, and galloped toward the city gate.
She had a waist card from Xiao Yi, and easily opened the gate of the city.
After she left, Nan Jing appeared with a lantern.
The Chu imperial clan was destroyed, and he was no longer a long-term husband. He was demoted here to guard the city gate because he failed to cope with Xiao Yi.
He stared at the girl's back and muttered: "It's so late, why is she leaving the city?"
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Passing through the towering city gates, the midsummer night is clear and the moonlight is clear, as far as the eye can see, the plains are wide, mountains are crisscrossing, and the post road winding to the sky, leaving the ancient Shengjing city far away in the moonlight.
An iron lantern hung in front of the horse's neck, illuminating the blue brick official road.
The night wind whizzed past my ears.
The girl's eyebrows are like stars, carefully calculating.
Nan Yan's power is not strong, she can delay as much as possible in the wild persimmon forest before her second brother arrives, and don't let Nan Yan hurt her fourth brother.
Anyway, she should have a break with Nan Yan.
Although she thought so, she was still stunned when she rushed to the wild persimmon forest.
The torches were brightly lit, and hundreds of Jinwuwei stood in the woods like silent stones.
Nan Yan and the fourth brother were by the big five flowers and left under the tree.
Shen Yijue, dressed in black, stood with a knife in his arms and looked at her quietly.