Chapter 747: Are you Xiao Daoyan's little princess?

The old man wiped his tears: "I returned to Chang'an from a study tour recently, and now I am settled in Wanguo Temple. I said that our family is rich and rich, and I want to ask for tens of thousands of taels of incense money to donate to the Wanguo Temple to repair the temple."
Nan Baoyi chatted.
Brother Fifth really...makes money well.
Second aunt knife mouth tofu heart.
Although the fifth elder brother was rebellious and disobedient, she couldn't help but took one hundred thousand taels of snow-patterned silver and gave it to him on the condition that he had dinner in Nanfu.
At the banquet, Nan Baoyi secretly went to see his brother.
He allowed his second aunt to put meat on him, but did not touch him, and only quietly ate vegetarian dishes.
He didn't take the initiative to speak. The second aunt asked what he wanted to answer and answered, and if he didn't want to answer, he just pretended not to hear.
After a meal, the second aunt's eyes were red several times.
When the dinner was about to end, the maid brought a shark fin soup.
The second aunt touched the corner of her eyes with the handkerchief, and sent the shark's fin soup to the fifth brother like she was pleased. She rarely whispered: "It's stewed with ham and chicken soup, and added fresh bamboo shoots and simmered in rock sugar. You loved it when you were young Do you remember eating this dish?"
Nan Chengyi turned a blind eye and folded his palms together: "Poor monks eat vegetarian food."
The second aunt's hand froze in the air.
Her eyes were redder, and tears rolled into the soup bowl uncontrollably: "Yi Er..."
Nan Chengyi stood up suddenly.
He solemnly knelt on the ground and knocked three heads at the old lady, Nan Mu, Jiang's and others.
His voice is clear and mellow: "In the past few years of studying abroad, I have missed all of you elders. I have experienced a lot of things and have seen too many worlds. I only feel that the world is turbulent and dirty. The rest of my life can't bear the joys of my children. The children are sinful. I invite you all. The elders are tolerant. From now on, there will be no Nanjia Chengyi in the world, only the monk of the Wanguo Temple, Xuandu."
Needles in the flower hall can be heard.
Jiang's eyes were panic: "Yi Er..."
Nan Chengyi stood up, twisted the beads, and stepped into the wind and snow outside the hall.
Jiang followed two steps, but could only watch him go away.
She hid her face and sobbed, collapsed and fell to the ground.
Nan Baoyi bit her lip.
She wanted to get up and chase Nan Chengyi, but the second aunt couldn't bear the pain of losing her son, and fainted with grief excessively.
She had to hold her second aunt.
The hall was in chaos again.
She looked outside the house, the dark night is not in sight, and the lantern flickers under the eaves, faintly illuminating the falling snow all over the sky, and outlines the nameless sadness.
The next day.
When Nan Baoyi was freshening up, he heard that He Ye mentioned that her second aunt went to the Wanguo Temple on the outskirts of Chang'an early this morning, and she said she would take the fifth brother back to her house.
She sat in front of the makeup mirror and whispered, "I'm afraid it's not that easy."
The more frivolous people become serious, the more terrifying.
She understands.
Lotus leaf picked a pair of tourmaline earrings and put them on for her: "It's the flesh and blood in the end, the second lady is reluctant to bear the son, so I always try it anyway."
The tourmaline earrings are shiny and exquisite, making the girl's skin white and delicate.
Nan Baoyi blinked at the mirror.
She also has a mission today, she has to go into the palace to see Emperor Ji Xiao Qingyang.
If you want to get the ancestral dossier, you have to coax the princess to marry.
Fortunately, she has led many people with red lines, and she is still very good at being a matchmaker.
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Yiyang Palace.
Nan Baoyi walked through the palace garden, and there was white snow everywhere. The palace ladies in pink skirts gathered on the veranda. There were also many ladies from the family, who were smiling and admiring the girls in the middle of the snowfield.
The world is white.
The young girl is dressed in a red dress, her long hair is rolled into a neat high bun, and there is no bead ornament, like a hand of fire, she is practicing martial arts in the snow, and her agility is almost impossible to catch.
The red skirt was so cool.
The girl looked back, Dan Feng's eyes were as cold and domineering as Queen Shen. The direction of her punches, the branches trembled, the heavy snow flew, and the snowflakes fell on her face, condensed on the eyebrows, making the girl's eyes sharp and cold. Yan.
At a glance, Nan Baoyi concluded that this girl was Emperor Ji Xiao Qingyang.
Standing in the snow, Xiao Qingyang slowly exhaled a sulky breath, and calmly retreated.
She took the veil presented by the lady of the palace, and while wiping sweat, she stared at Nan Baoyi coldly.
This girl looks younger than her. She wears a tender yellow jacket with a collar and a scarlet dansara dress. She wears a beaded hairpin on a cloud bun and holds a red paper umbrella delicately. Her face is white and tender as snow. Can be considered beautiful and beautiful.
She threw the veil to the maid, and walked to Nan Baoyi in cowhide boots.
Extend the index finger and lift Nan Baoyi's jaw.
The little girl's eyebrows are clean and moisturized. After all, it is his cousin who is as good-looking as him, and her eyes are clear and firm. She looks like a righteous person, but she is a little delicate.
Xiao Daoyan had a good vision.
She lifted her chin: "Are you Xiao Daoyan's little princess?"
Good and evil cannot be heard in the tone.
Nan Baoyi chatted.
How can she answer this kind of question?
At first glance, this emperor was accustomed to her own way, and she looked like she had her own idea.
I want to persuade her to marry the eldest son of the Wei family. It seems simple, but it's actually difficult.
She had no choice but to avoid answering, and saluted: "Please greet your highness."
The ladies of the family on the veranda gathered around, thinking that they were all Xiao Qingyang's playmates.
They have looked at Nan Baoyi, and the woman headed by them contemptuously said: "Sister-in-law in the future, don't talk to her. She is a business girl. She is not worthy to play with us. The poor stuff is dirty. Very, we can't touch it!"
Nan Baoyi looked at the woman in surprise.
Face raw.
But she nicknamed Xiao Qingyang "future sister-in-law".
She should be the daughter of the Wei family.
She was wearing the bride's hair bun again, thinking that she was Wei Chuchu who was newly married to Shen Yichao.
Nan Baoyi couldn't help but glanced at Wei Chuchu more.
Although his appearance is good, he can't match the style of the boss.
The tone of voice is as condescending as Shen Yichao, and he has a good sense of superiority, and he can be regarded as a good couple.
She feels worthless for Boss Han.
She is neither overbearing nor overbearing: "Since Mrs. Shen doesn't like things in the poor family, why not take off your silk coat first? This clothes is made by my Nanjia cloth house, and it is exactly what you call the "bad things". You shouldn't touch it. Wearing it on your body will damage your Madam Shen's style?"
"you……"
Wei Chuchu was choked.
She gritted her teeth and suddenly sneered triumphantly: "I know, you are a close friend of that woman's boudoir in Brother's yard. Your husband told me everything about you."
Nan Baoyi's face was cold.
Shen Yichao...
What a good husband!
Wei Chuchu was even more proud: "Uncomfortable women like you are thinking about climbing dragons and phoenixes, vainly trying to marry gentry children, flying on branches to become phoenixes. What a pity, even if the cold smoke loses her innocence, she has not been able to ask her husband to accept her as a concubine. To tell you the truth, the day after I passed the door, I asked someone to smoke fifty-five whips. She was so miserable at the time, I—"
"boom!"
Nan Baoyi suddenly threw her to the ground.
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