Chapter 716: Nan Jiaojiao is so reluctant to bear him?

"But, I just want you to eat it!"
The young man's eyebrows were sharp and his face was taken for granted.
Nan Baoyi felt warm in her heart.
She checked the injury and said, "I will bandage you first."
Herbs grow in the woods.
She took a handful of hemostatic grass blades, smashed it on a flat stone, and carefully applied it to the wound of Yuchi Beichen, then took out a white handkerchief and carefully bandaged it on his ankle.
Yuchi Beichen looked down at her.
In the woods, the sun shattered, and the little girl from the southern family wore a snow-white robe, and the action of applying the medicine was meticulous and gentle.
She tied her handkerchief into a bow and asked him, "Does it hurt?"
Yuchi Beichen still looked at her.
I don’t know who caused her sadness. Those shiny Danfeng eyes were red, and her white and tender face was covered with fine tears, like a lotus covered with autumn dew. Shake it, it will drop a lot of crystal clear. Of dew.
Yuchi Beichen's heart moved slightly.
Desperate, he stretched out his hand and wiped her tears away.
He seriously said: "What are you crying for?"
Nan Baoyi turned her face away, avoiding his hand.
She wiped away the tears herself, as if nothing had happened, and helped the boy to stand up: "I will help you back to the house."
Yuchi Beichen screamed and broke away from her.
He jumped forward on his own and walked a few steps forward, turned his head, proudly pointed his thumbs up at himself, triumphantly: "Who is the young man, Jiangnan Jinling carries a handle, a little injury, and also needs a woman's support? Mai Tai Who is that?"
"I don't know how to be ashamed of carrying a handle!"
Nan Baoyi is not angry.
Yuchi Beichen grinned, limped, and walked with her to the pavilion in the mountain.
Xiao Yi quietly followed behind.
The deep and handsome face is always cold.
Finally returned to the pavilion.
Nan Baozhu was sitting on the terrace and eating tea. She saw them coming back from a distance and was about to say hello. Her eyes fell in the distance. She was shocked when she saw the man in the black brocade robe.
Xiao Yi actually followed!
Jiaojiao and Yuchi are still talking, they must have not noticed yet!
The South Treasure Pearl hurriedly descended downstairs, picking up the skirt, like a big enemy.
"Jiaojiao!"
She held Nan Baoyi and subconsciously protected her behind her back.
Nan Baoyi was stunned: "Little cousin?"
Nan Baozhu stared at Xiao Yi nervously, and whispered: "Look, he is here! He is coming with jealousy!"
Nan Baoyi followed her gaze.
He noticed Xiao Yi's shame after being criticized in public just now.
She pursed her lips and sneered: "A few days ago, His Royal Highness King Yong had sworn and swore that if he came to see me again, he would be the dog with rascal but unbelievable words. How could he be incontrovertible? Lost in the mountains."
Nan Baozhu showed an expression of watching the show: "So that's it. Your Royal Highness, if you go wrong, I will send a maid to send you down the mountain?"
Xiao Yi was expressionless.
He took out a letter from his wide sleeve and handed it to Nan Baozhu, but his sullen gaze kept staring at Nan Baoyi.
"Letter? For me?"
Nan Baozhu was slightly startled.
She took it and opened it to find out that it was Ning Wanzhou's letter.
Said it was during this period of time to go to the military camp to practice, and told her not to miss him too much.
Nan Baozhu rolled his eyes.
Without that little kid harassing bed climbing every day, she eats and sleeps in the mountains, and she does not know how happy she is, how could she miss him!
She stuffed the letter paper into her sleeve pocket, took Nan Baoyi's hand, and issued an order to dismiss the guest: "The letter has been received. If there is nothing wrong with His Royal Highness, please go down the mountain."
Xiao Yi's face was pale.
He glanced over Nan Baoyi, and then over Yuchi who was watching the excitement.
He suddenly bent his lips: "There is no reply, it is not easy to deal with business. Please write a reply to the little cousin. The little cousin can write slowly, the king is not in a hurry."
After speaking, he stepped straight into the pavilion.
As if planning to live, slowly waiting for a reply.
Nan Baozhu was stunned.
She stared at Xiao Yi's back and couldn't believe it: "Jiaojiao, what did he call me?! He, a big man, didn't call my little cousin shyly? Who is his little cousin?! He was swept out of the house by you, so he still wants to face?!"
Nan Baoyi chatted.
Back in the hall, I saw Xiao Yi kneeling and sitting behind the low case, eating tea leisurely, as if this place was the villa he had bought.
Nan Baozhu bit her ear at her sister: "Jiaojiao, go upstairs and ignore him. I will write a reply now, and I will send him away after I finish writing!"
Nan Baoyi nodded.
Nan Baozhu stared at Xiao Yi with jealousy, sat behind the short case opposite him, rolled up his wide sleeves, and said domineeringly: "Take my four treasures of the study!"
The maid reminded embarrassingly: "Four girls, you don't have the four treasures of the study."
There is a set of pots and pans.
Nan Baozhu blushed: "Well, then find one!"
The maid brought pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and Nan Baozhu began to study ink.
While rubbing the ink, he glanced at Xiao Yi at the same time.
I have to say that the skin of this guy is excellent.
He is tall and slender, with a face that looks like a pile of jade and snow. He reads the scriptures on the case with his hands, and even his fingertips are casually elegant. The mottled shadow of the green pine and cypress outside the house is reflected on his robe. Set off a somewhat cold and noble demeanor.
Jiaojiao has such a good-looking ex-husband.
Nan Baozhu sighed silently and reopened Ning Wanzhou's letter.
That little kid, with three pages full of paper, looked a headache.
She licked the ink with her pen, and her white tender chin was stuck in one hand. She didn't know where to write the pen. She struggled for a long time before she reluctantly started writing from what she ate today.
opposite.
Xiao Yi looked up from the scriptures.
Nan Baozhu twisted her face, looking like she was wandering beyond the sky.
He closed the scripture gently and went straight upstairs.
Push away the fan.
The bedroom upstairs is elegantly furnished.
In the corner incense burner, the scent of rosacea was smoked, the mountain breeze blew through the moon window of the carved hole, and the bead curtain collided, making a slight pleasant sound.
His portraits hung all over the walls.
Either anger or laughter, or happiness and anger are invisible, although the brushwork is not top-notch, but the demeanor is very good.
Nan Jiaojiao...
So reluctant to bear him?
There was a slight arc on Xiao Yi's lips.
He looked at the little girl, who was sitting in front of the makeup mirror, taking off her crown.
The whole head was scattered with blue silk, piled up on the woven mat, and the girl's small face was white and delicate, like a hibiscus flower essence in the mountains.
He closed the door casually.
Nan Baoyi heard the sound of closing the door and looked back.
Seeing that it was Xiao Yi, she was shocked and stood up quickly: "You, why are you in my room?! Go out!"
Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows and approached step by step.
He was tall, with heavy phoenix eyes. For Nan Baoyi, he brought her a great sense of oppression when he walked, as if the whole bedroom had become much smaller.
She backed away nervously.
Until the thin and thin back hit the wall.
She raised her head to stare at Xiao Yi, and said boldly: "I have already drawn a clear line with His Royal Highness King Yong. I live in the same room with a lone man and a widow. If it spreads out, it will insult you and my reputation!"