Chapter 793: Shen Yichao has no heart, I have

The eldest princess wears earrings.
She turned around and stared at Nan Baoyi earnestly: "It is said that there is a difference between the high school and the cold family. But this palace feels that the hero should not ask the source. Hundreds of years ago, the eight great families of Chang'an City, and Is there any farmer who doesn't eat from the soil?"
Nan Baoyi was stunned.
The eldest princess... what did you promise her?
A great sense of joy emerged spontaneously.
She couldn't help but flushed her eyes and solemnly bowed her hands: "Thank you, Princess!"
"Oh, what are you talking about?"
The laughing female voice suddenly sounded.
The maid picked a bead curtain and respectfully said: "Your Highness, Madam Zhao and Ms. Zhao have come to wish you birthday."
The Nan's sister turned and looked.
The lady who stepped into the bead curtain had a charming life, and there were two young girls behind her, each dressed beautifully and richly, one quiet and dignified, the other lively and charming.
The eldest princess personally introduced: "This is Taiwei Zhao's wife, this is Taiwei Zhao's two daughters, Zhao Jinghong, Zhao Xiaoman. Mrs. Zhao, this is A Zhou's concubine, Nanjia Baozhu. This is new The incumbent Si Li, Nan Baoyi."
Met each other.
Madam Zhao covered her sleeves and smiled: "His Royal Highness is not kind anymore. What do you call the concubine's room to do on the day of great joy? I was still thinking about telling my Xiaoman to your Azhou. When Azhou was young, he often talked to My little man walked around, and he was a childhood sweetheart. In the years when A Zhou disappeared, Xiao Man was thinking about him all day, and I really liked it."
Nan Baoyi was shocked.
She looked at Zhao Xiaoman, a girl who was sixteen or seventeen years old, she was really shy and affectionate.
She glanced at the little cousin again, and the other side cast aside her face coldly.
The eldest princess said calmly: "I heard that the queen intends to let Jinghong be the concubine of the third prince? Jinghong has a boundless future, and Mrs. Zhao should be satisfied. My town government has never participated in court disputes. Marrying matters, let me wait later. Negotiation."
The Zhao family is the Queen’s partisan.
If Zhen Guo Gongfu and Zhao Family were married, it would be equivalent to indirectly standing on the side of the Queen.
This is a situation that the Lord Zhen Guo and the princess do not want to see.
Madam Zhao laughed dryly, without saying more.
Nan Baoyi accompanied Nan Baozhu to withdraw from the main courtyard.
Along the way, she couldn't help but glanced at the little cousin's face.
As she walked through the veranda, she finally asked, "What's the matter with Xiaogongye and Zhao Xiaoman? It really is a childhood sweetheart? I never heard him mention it."
Nan Baozhu leaned against the beauty.
She picked up the jade bowl prepared on the handrail, sprinkled some fish food into the water, and whispered: "Zhao Xiaoman has visited him several times in the Guogong Mansion, and he probably liked it. It's just that he was annoying, at first Because of politeness, I met one or two sides, and then I simply refused."
"That's unrequited love." Nan Baoyi grabbed her sister's hand, "Zhuzhu, the little father-in-law is good-looking and has a bad temper, which is what many ladies like. You can't just because other girls like him. , Just had a rift with him, it was not his fault."
"I don't like him, so what does he do? It's good for him to marry a girl from the Zhao family. He will marry a wife today, and I will pack my baggage and return to my natal family tomorrow! Our sisters are not married anymore. It's not bad to be an old girl for a lifetime!"
Nan Baozhu talked freely.
Nan Baoyi blinked.
No, she didn't want to be an old girl.
She still wants to marry...
His eyes fell behind the little cousin.
The young man in Dan Shapao stood there blankly.
His eyebrows are clear, his lips are red and his teeth are white. The cold wind lifts his woven gold sleeves, and his red crane-like grace is really clean and flawless, like a mountain of crystal snow.
However, his eyes were particularly gloomy and terrifying.
Nan Baoyi coughed lightly: "So, what, Zhuzhu, I'm walking around in the officialdom now, and I always stay in the backyard. I'll go to the front yard and talk to my colleagues, you, you can relax!"
She ran away in a hurry.
Nan Baozhu held a small fish bowl, inexplicably.
Why should she relax?
When she was at a loss, someone suddenly hugged her waist from behind.
The fresh orange fragrance came from behind.
The boy had just gone through the period of voice change, and his voice was calm and clear: "Just now, what was my sister talking about?"
Nan Baozhu was shocked.
No wonder Jiaojiao ran so fast, because she saw Ning Wanzhou!
She was a little scared, biting her lower lip uneasily--
However, Ning Wanzhou picked her teeth and forced her to open her mouth.
His fingertips smelled of tobacco.
He lowered his eyes, with a deep and domineering expression hidden in his eyes: "Sister is not allowed to hurt himself."
"Well……"
Nan Baozhu was forced to hold his index and middle fingers, unable to speak at all.
Ning Wanzhou stared at her blushing lips, not knowing what he thought of, the red fox eyes were dark and eager, raised his eyebrows, and slowly backed his fingers.
As if he was still in the mood, he rubbed his lower lip with his fingertips, tilted his head and smiled, "Who is going to marry the Zhao girl? Why is my sister going back to her family?"
Nan Baozhu turned around, quite worried about him.
The boy grew older and taller and taller, even a head taller than her.
On weekdays, he was fascinated. He would suddenly appear outside the screen when she was bathing. A few days she woke up in the morning and found him sleeping on her couch!
Nan Baozhu felt that the fox couldn't control himself more and more.
She tried to make a small face: "The Zhao family is all about kissing, and Mrs. Zhao also said that you and Zhao’s childhood sweetheart are not guessing, can you still not marry someone? Since there is a green plum waiting, why did you bother me in the first place? Would you like to be the second Shen Xiaolang?"
She didn't mean to gossip behind her back.
It is true that what Shen Yichao did was too shocking.
She listened to the maid chewing her tongue, and Shen Yichao flogged her old love for the bride. This operation stunned her.
She is not willing to be the second cold boss.
Ning Wanzhou sneered: "The Dayong family has a lot of socializing. When I was a child, I went to Zhao's mansion with a few relatives and sisters, but only when I met her a few times, I can be regarded as a childhood sweetheart. His green plums are almost all over Chang'an. Madam Zhao's nonsense, really tarnished these two words."
Nan Baozhu turned her face away and mumbled: "You always have a sweet mouth..."
Ning Wanzhou stared at her pursed vermilion lips, her eyes darkening.
He put Nan Baozhu in his arms and bowed his head to play with her golden steps: "Shen Yichao is Shen Yichao, Ning Wanzhou is Ning Wanzhou. He has no heart, I do."
He bowed his head and gently kissed the base of the girl's ears, with a mute voice: "Sister, I have pestered you for so many years, why don't you want me for the slightest?"
The refreshing orange scent seems to gradually burn up, turning into a more warm fragrance in the cold winter.
Nan Baozhu couldn't stand it.
She plucked up the courage to push the boy away, and covered her hot blushing cheeks: "You, stay away from me!"
The beautiful young man is really like a vixen.
And they are not evenly matched.
She is now humble, and her only treasure is her sincerity and dignity.
She did not dare to take them out and hand them over easily.
Otherwise, she will be completely defeated in the future and she will have nothing left.
The girl rubbed her eyes, turned and ran to the end of the veranda.
...
Nan Baoyi came to the front yard.
The courtyard was full of friends and friends, and the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras was endless. Tai Wei Zhao Bing also brought twenty beautiful musicians and singers to cheer.
Nan Baoyi walked through the rockery of Taihu Lake, his face gradually becoming serious.
Wearing a light green gauze, the girl sitting behind the low case with a pipa in her arms is Wen Zhining.
Next to her were two middle-aged officials with big bellies, smiling and admiring her frightened and terrified posture, and joked from time to time.
Xiao Zizhong was sitting lazily in the pavilion, playing cards with some dudes.
Although he didn't look at Wen Zhining, Nan Baoyi clearly noticed that the blue veins on the back of his hand were slightly undulating.
It is a sign of anger.
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Wailing
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