Chapter 934: The second brother teaches me to write another word, okay?

"So that scar came from this way..."
Gazebo.
Nan Baoyi ate tea and listened to the entourage to finish the story of that year, quite emotional.
The entourage ate a bunch of grapes and said loudly, "Isn’t it? Nan Situ don’t look at my master's coldness, in fact, the master is more affectionate and righteous than anyone else! After the prince sang himself on the Weishui River, he three Without eating for three nights, I knelt beside the corpse of the crown prince, and refused to get up no matter how others persuaded him!"
Nan Baoyi secretly said, Refuse to have such a temperament, it is not impossible to join the second brother's camp, it would be great if he could be pulled over.
She thought, and the entourage got up again: "Since I came back from Luoyang, my master has had a hard time. Because of the second son, he was blamed by the old man and his wife, and he knelt in the ancestral hall for the night! He has a high fever, but there is no girl around him who knows cold and hot to take care of him. He missed Miss Han with all his heart, and even read her nickname when she was in a coma... Nan Situ, Miss Han is a close friend of your boudoir, you help to match chant?"
Nan Baoyi thought of the relationship between Shen Yijue and Han Yanliang, and she was rather melancholy: "What's the use of outsiders matching? It still depends on their own hearts. I also hope that Boss Han can marry a good man and live in the future. Free and easy."
She and her entourage gossiping for another quarter of an hour, and they guessed that Xiao Yi had almost talked, before they went to him with tea.
Shen Yijue left wittily.
Nan Baoyi picked up a piece of flower cake and fed it to Xiao Yi, curiously said: "What did you talk about?"
Xiao Yi smiled.
Seeing him like this, Nan Baoyi quickly became surprised and couldn't help but curl her eyebrows: "I know, something good must happen! Congratulations to the second brother, one more general under his command!"
Generals and military divisions are the most rare since ancient times.
What's more, Shen Yijue is still Queen Shen's confidant.
Xiao Yi lowered his eyebrows, holding her little hand, slowly eating the piece of flower cake.
The cake made of rice milk and walnut powder is covered with a layer of crystal icing sugar, which is very sweet.
It's Nan Jiaojiao's favorite taste...
Nan Baoyi said again: "After the recommendation, there will be a banquet. Those unfamiliar children are also there. Second brother remember to meet them. I see, some of them are very talented and can become ministers of the humerus in the future."
Xiao Yi has long eyelashes.
The little girl who was supposed to be pampered, was exhausted for his fame and future.
Don't want to disappoint her.
He took the handkerchief and carefully wiped off the fingertips for the little girl. Dan Feng's eyes were full of iron and blood-like tenacity and soft feelings: "Okay."
...
Nanfu is bright and colorful.
It's already a happy day for Nan Chengli to marry Ning Fanhua.
Although Nan Baoyi offended a lot of people, for the sake of the government of the town, the royal family of the Dynasty still came to the wedding banquet.
Nan Baoyi deliberately chose a gorgeous Luo Yu skirt, accompanied by her grandmother, smilingly watching her elder brother and new sister-in-law worship heaven and earth.
Prayer has been completed.
Nan Baoyi looked at her grandmother.
The old man laughed from ear to ear, and said several "good" words.
His eyes fell on the grandmother's temples, which had long been silver-haired, against the red wiping forehead, which looked particularly eye-catching.
There are also many fine lines at the end of my grandmother's eyes.
She remembered that when she was born again, her grandmother was obviously not so old.
Xu is sad for her marriage, Xu is sad for the death of her fifth brother Nan Chengyi...
Grandma is finally getting old.
How old is she...?
Nan Baoyi carefully thought about the age of her grandmother, but found that she didn't remember it at all.
Grandma clearly remembered the age and birthday of each of their juniors, but she was so unfilial that she couldn't even remember the age of her grandmother.
On the day of rejoicing, Nan Baoyi gave birth to a lot of sadness.
When she returned from rebirth, she made a wish to make her grandmother the happiest old lady in the world.
But she was about to fail.
She leaned against the old man, buried her small face in her arms, and whispered: "The eldest brother finally got married, and he married a very good girl. Now I am the only one left, and I am the grandmother to worry about it. Unfilial."
The old man stroked her thin back and said kindly: "I can see Jiaojiao'er every day. Grandma doesn't know how happy she is. Grandma is already the happiest old lady in the world. Grandma, now there is only one wish left. I just hope that my Jiaojiaoer doesn't need to be so powerful or advanced, and in the second half of her life, she can still be the happy little girl in Jinguan City..."
The elderly don't want power and noble status.
She only needs her young granddaughter to live happily for the rest of her life.
Nan Baoyi burst into tears instantly.
She lay in the arms of the old man, and finally broke into tears.
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The wedding banquet in the house was lively until late at night.
Nan Baoyi was too strong to drink. When he returned to the Chaowenyuan from the banquet, he saw the light in the bedroom.
She opened the bead curtain.
The fire in the cage is warm.
The second elder brother was sitting by the west window in his regular clothes, looking through the handwriting she had practiced these two days.
The eyelash shadow drew an elegant curve on his handsome and deep face, and the coldness between his brows was like melting frost and snow.
To her, he is always gentle.
She leaned against the bead curtain, because she had drunk, her voice sounded very soft and hoarse: "Why did the second brother come? I am still the princess of the Fourth Royal Highness. There are so many guests in the house. I showed them that you came to my boudoir in the middle of the night. Gossip."
"No one saw me come in." Xiao Yi turned a page, "Nan Jiaojiao's handwriting is much better than before. I remember that when you first taught you how to practice handwriting, your strokes were crooked and you couldn't even hold the brush well. ."
Nan Baoyi remembered the first time he was practicing calligraphy, and couldn't help but smile.
She said: "At first I didn't like reading or writing. Later, I wrote a lot, and gradually I liked it..."
She walked to the west window, still staggering.
She was tripped by the skirt, but fortunately she was held back by Xiao Yi.
She knelt down beside Xiao Yi, staring at the words, and whispered: "Or maybe, because I like the second brother, I like what you like..."
The long night is quiet, and the candles fall quietly.
The hustle and bustle of the front yard can be faintly heard in the room.
On the midsummer night, a light wind blew, and the pomegranate tree outside the window swayed, casting a mottled and gorgeous shadow on the two of them.
Nan Baoyi was slightly drunk and raised his hand to study the ink: "My eldest brother married a wife tonight. I am too happy in my heart, and I am afraid I can't sleep. The long night is long, my second brother will teach me to write a word again, okay?"
The deep green sleeves are slightly curled, and the girl's thin wrists are white, like frozen frost and snow.
The most is the shining jade hand, the slender fingertips are dyed a little bit of red, the color of Dankou is a stunning color that can't be produced by any magical hand in the world.
She writes down.
The center hides it, when will it be forgotten?
It is a famous line in the "Book of Songs".
Xiao Yi murmured: "The center hides it, when will it be forgotten, when will it be forgotten..."
He gently held Nan Baoyi's hand.
I dare not forget her for a day, and I will not forget her for a day.
He grabbed the girl's head and suddenly lowered his head and kissed her vermilion lips.
The young girl drank the wine, her lips were sweet and sweet, making him drunk.
Nan Baoyi's dazed, pitch-black round pupils were brighter and rounder than the bright moon outside the window, clearly reflecting Xiao Yi's emotional appearance.
The skirts were scattered all around, like petals heavy.
A light breeze passed through the window.
The branches of the pomegranate tree are swaying, and the fruity pomegranate fruits turn from green to bright red, and the fruit smiles, revealing the crystal clear plump pomegranate seeds, like shy little dolls.
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See you tomorrow