Chapter 681: I'm sorry I lost Nan Jiaojiao.

In the hot summer, the wind is dry and hot.
Xiao Yi stared at his elder brother's head, and what appeared in his mind was the gentleman, gentleman and gentleman.
Zeng traveled thousands of miles to Shu County just to take a look at his brother, whom he had never met before.
After he was wronged by his mother, Zeng led him back to the house, personally brought him a bowl of beef noodle soup, stroked his back, and gently called him "Ayan".
Xiao Yi closed his eyes.
He wrapped his head with brocade cloth and handed it to Shiku: "Take it back and bury it well."
The imperial army in the palace surrounded.
The deputy commander of the Forbidden Army was riding on the horse, holding a halberd, and said coldly: "The humble position pleases His Royal Highness Yong Wang. His Royal Highness first returned to Chang'an. I don't know. The head of this traitor was ordered by the empress to hang on the tower. There is no empress. Yizhi, no one is allowed to—"
The cold light suddenly appeared, like the sky.
Jiu Chi Mo knife, suddenly drew across the neck of the deputy commander!
He still had a cold and arrogant expression on his face, but his head rolled to the ground in an embarrassing manner.
Blood was gushing out of his cranial cavity, his tall body skewed on horseback, and soon fell to the ground.
The other imprisoned troops were suddenly panicked.
They swallowed, looking at Xiao Yi's gaze where there was just a slight neglect.
Xiao Yi took the knife and casually urged Ma to leave the palace: "In this world, my surname is Xiao."
Go to the Royal Study Room.
The general manager of Ouchi hurriedly saluted him with a smile: "The servant pleases your Royal Highness Yong! His Royal Highness has been there for twenty years, but when he returned, he brought back ten counties in the southwest and greatly expanded the territory of our country. I am the hero of Da Yong! "
After flattering, Xiao Yi looked impatient.
He coughed lightly and hurried in to pass the message.
Xiao Yi was introduced to the Imperial Study Room.
The imperial study room is elegantly furnished, but it is a pity that there are no memorials, national seals, etc., and the room is full of calligraphy and books, and the walls are covered with ancient paintings. It is not like the study room of a prince of a country, but rather like the mountain dwelling of a literati.
A man was sitting on his knees by the window.
Wearing a plain white ink bamboo-patterned robe, wearing a golden crown, and a handsome side face, he is earnestly drawing a meticulous painting on rice paper.
Xu is not in good health. He didn't paint for a long time, he covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed vigorously, but his lips became redder, and Jun's face also appeared flushed, showing the beauty of moonlight in his sickness.
Xiao Yi looked at him.
This man is his father.
The most inexistent man in the Great Yong Dynasty Hall.
Xiao Yi really had no desire to bow.
He sat down, picked up a cup of fragrant tea, and gently stroked the tea cover: "I came back from the southwest and entered the palace specially to ask my father."
Xiao Yu raised his eyes.
Looking at Xiao Yi for a moment, he gently said, "How has Ayan been in these years?"
Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows with a bad attitude: "What do you think?"
"Ayan hates me?"
"You indulged her, killed your eldest son, and even hung his head on the palace floor to show the public. Regardless of loyalty and traitor, you are in vain. If you die, you are in vain as a father."
Xiao Yu didn't seem to expect that when he first met, he was scolded bitterly by the son.
He retracted his gaze and quietly lifted his pen to lick the ink.
I wanted to continue to outline the bamboo leaves on the paper, but my hand holding the pen was trembling.
After a long while, he whispered: "She likes it."
"She still likes the world of the Xiao family, do you want to give in?"
Xiao Yu didn't say a word.
Xiao Yi wanted to eat tea. Seeing him in such a posture, he was extremely disappointed in his so-called father. There was no reason to eat tea.
He got up, retired in a perfunctory manner, and left the Imperial Study Room.
The fine bamboo curtains make the sunlight that penetrates extra gentle.
Xiao Yu covered his fist and coughed a few times. Although he was the emperor, his eyes were full of loneliness.
Xiao Yi stepped out of the threshold.
Ten words were waiting outside, and he whispered: "Gonggong Liu just came to spread the word, saying that all civil and military officials are waiting in the Gaoyang Hall, waiting for His Highness to come over to eat the wind wine. Several princes are also there."
"Don't go." Xiao Yi walked down the steps, "Is there any news from the princess?"
Ten words to keep up: "The dark guards of Tianshu have scattered and sneaked into the Chang'an city. If the princess is in Chang'an, you will definitely be able to find clues within half a month."
Xiao Yi nodded.
The ten words followed the same step, looking at the direction of Gaoyang Hall, worried: "When you first returned to Chang'an, you didn't give the noble ministers a face, would you cause trouble? I heard that Dayong Chaotang was almost controlled by the noble families and their power. , Even faintly above the supremacy of imperial power..."
Xiao Yi held the reins.
He turned on his horse, impatiently curling his lips: "Why give faces to a group of huge rats that depend on their ancestors?
After finishing speaking, he caught his horse belly and galloped away from the palace.
Shiyan watched him away.
The young His Royal Highness Yongwang was angry and arrogant.
However, he has arrogant capital.
Shiyan couldn't help but admired: "The heroes recorded in the history books are about this kind of tolerance, right? In this world, no one can ask my Royal Highness to bow his head and knees..."
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"Give my grandmother peace. I'm sorry for losing Nan Jiaojiao."
South House, main hall.
Xiao Yi honestly knelt on the futon and lowered his head.
The hall was full of Nan family members.
Mrs. Nan sat on it, looking at her kind and plump, now she is thin, her old eyes are red and swollen, and there are many fine wrinkles in the corners of her eyes. It is obvious that she washes her face with tears every day.
She turned her face away, covered her face and wept, obviously not wanting to see Xiao Yi.
On one side of the hall, sitting in the second room are the Jiang and Nanmu couples and their son Nan Chengli, and on the other side are the three-roomed Cheng Ye and Nanguang couples, and their first-year-old son.
Everyone watched Nan Baoyi grow up and regarded her as a treasure, and didn't blame Xiao Yi because of her noble status.
Jiang was still calm, and asked: "Cheng wrote a letter and said that your mother's queen kidnapped Jiaojiao...Xiao Yi, how can you let your family bully Jiaojiao?!"
Xiao Yi was silent.
Cheng Yerou handed the baby to the nurse, looked sideways at Xiao Yi, and said solemnly: "I'm afraid that our whole family was deceived by this unwilling man! He is the prince of Dayong, Xiao Daoyan, but the name written on the marriage book back then was Xiao Yi. So that marriage letter is simply invalid! Xiao Yi, you treat our whole family as idiots, deliberately deceive the marriage and live up to the sweet and charming love, your heart is shame!
Some words made the old lady even more sad.
Mother Ji wiped her tears: "Old ancestor, don't cry, you cry for two months, cry again, these eyes will cry blindly..."
In an atmosphere of anger and sadness, Nan Guang licked melon seeds and glanced at Xiao Yi.
This fellow wears a golden dragon crown and is the prince of Dayong!
Maybe in the future, he will be Emperor Dayong!
He was greedy and cleared his throat: "So what, let me just say a few words. Actually, A Yan didn't mean to disappoint Jiaojiao. A Yan has had a hard time passing these years. We are all elders. We must be considerate. he--"
"you shut up!"
Everyone in the Nan family spoke in unison.
Nan Guang shut up in horror.
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