Chapter 97: How to marry Xiao Yi

Xiao Yi looked at his hands full of oily hands, and had an urge to stuff pig's feet in Nanguang's mouth.
However, in view of Nan Jiaojiao's face, he decided to bear with it for the time being.
Opposite the carriage, Nan Baoyi rolled up the bamboo curtain and looked at the scenery on the long street. Nan Yan's figure appeared in his mind.
What did she say to Xia Qingqing to stop Xia Qingqing from going crazy?
I always feel that she seems to have a later move...
At this time, Nan Yan applied medicine in the hospital, and the swelling of her cheeks finally disappeared.
She hired a carriage and went straight to the Xia Mansion. As soon as she stepped into Xia Qingqing's boudoir, a jade bowl flew towards her.
She caught the jade bowl, looked at the mess, and then at Xia Qingqing, who was still smashing things in anger, and smiled.
She put the jade bowl on the Bogu shelf and said softly: "Sister Qingqing, I once told you that I have a way for you to marry Xiao Yi as the wife of the Lord Hou as you are sick. Sit down and listen to me. Say."
Xia Qingqing took a seat with a twisted face: "If you dare to make bad ideas this time, I want you to look good!"
"Sister Qingqing, don't worry." Nan Yan personally added tea to her. "Before in Xiling Snow Mountain, when you and Xiao Yi were discussing marriage, the reason he refused was because he already had a favorite girl.
"who is it?!"
"My sister, Nan Baoyi."
Xia Qingqing was shocked: "They are brothers and sisters!"
"What about siblings, they are not related by blood."
"But if it spreads out, it is enough to ruin the reputation and disdain! This matter is not trivial, Nan Yan, do you have evidence?"
"Without evidence, how dare I say nonsense? The purse that Xiao Yi wears is from Nan Baoyi's hands. The red string hairband that he wears on his wrist, and the winning money strung on the hairband, are also Nan Bao. Clothes. Sister Qingqing, think about it, if he doesn't like her, why would he wear these things next to his body? Besides, Nan Baoyi and I are his sisters. Why does he treat Nan Baoyi differently?"
Xia Qingqing's face is complicated.
Nan Yan encouraged: "Sister Qingqing, as long as you threaten the Nan family with this secret, grandma will definitely agree to your marriage with Xiao Yi for the sake of family reputation."
Xia Qingqing drank half a cup of tea and suddenly smiled.
She sneered: "I originally thought that this life is over, but I didn't expect that there would be a chance to turn around! Sure enough, Young Master Xiao and I were destined to be married. Seeing that I was married to someone else, I turned around. I still want to be his woman! Probably, this is called marriage destined!"
Nan Yan smiled: "Sister Qingqing is beautiful and moving, and Xiao Yi is a high-powered master. You two are a match made in heaven! That fake imperial commissioner died and died, who cares?"
Xia Qingqing stared at her.
Since Nan Yan gave her an idea, she has been unlucky once.
This time he was even retaliated by Nan Baoyi and contracted a bad disease.
Nan Baoyi is hateful, and Nan Yan is also hateful!
She smiled and asked the maidservant: "Go, get the amber portrayed marigold that I treasured."
The maid brought out a brocade box from the inner room.
Xia Qingqing pushed the brocade box to Nan Yan, "This amber marigold was bought from the Western Regions at a high price by my father. It is worth a thousand dollars. I would like to reward you for your consideration for me."
Nan Yan opened the brocade box.
The tea cups in the brocade boxes are delicate and translucent, and at first glance they are first-class goods.
She humbly declined: "Sister Qingqing, it's my job to help you. How dare I accept your gift?"
"I have silver in my house, just a tea cup, you can take it back and use it!"
Nan Yan accepted the gift and left with a smile.
Xia Qingqing stared at her back, sneered, and picked her nails carelessly.
The handmaid respectfully said: "Miss's distant second cousin has contracted tuberculosis. That amber painted calendula is a thing he often uses. If Nan Rouge is used, she will also be infected. Miss is really clever!"
"Nan Yan loves vanity, and has never used such a good tea cup. When she returns home, she will definitely not wait to use it. She infected me with Hualiu, and I caused her to contract tuberculosis, which is even equal!"
Xia Qingqing was proud, and said: "Go and ask my mother to come over, so she must take time to take me to Nanfu. If I can't marry a second-tier capital officer, can't I still marry a second-tier Houye? I am Xia Qingqing, after all It is the life of the official lady!"
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South house.
The spacious and expensive carriage came to a halt slowly.
The sun sets early in autumn, and the sky is getting late.
Nan Baoyi got out of the carriage, and the lotus leaf reminded in a low voice:
"Miss, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. According to the rules, you have to have a reunion dinner in the old lady’s yard at noon, and the three rooms will enjoy the moon and reunion in the evening. You haven’t been reunited with the master in two years, so please take advantage of today’s happiness and invite him to go Wenyuan?"
Nan Baoyi really thought about it.
She hasn't spent the holidays with her father since she left.
Although the old man complained, she was still willing to reunite with him to enjoy the moon.
She squeezed Nan Guang's sleeve corner and acted like a baby: "Father, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. In the evening, you come to Chaowenyuan to have reunion dinner with me and watch the moon together, okay? You tell me the story of Chang'e and Yutu!"
The little girl was soft and waxy, Dan Feng's eyes were squeamish.
Nan Guang's heart is soft as water, touched her little head, and said, "Jiaojiao, don't worry, Dad will accompany you to have a reunion dinner tomorrow night! By the way, move out your mother's tablet and ask her to join us in the reward. month!"
Nan Baoyi was speechless.
The words in the front are comforting, but what are the words in the back?
What is "moving out her mother's tablet"? !
Fortunately, she had long been accustomed to the old guy's inattention, and she casually said a few words before turning back to Chaowenyuan.
As she walked through the veranda, she commanded:
"Lotus leaf, you let the small kitchen start preparing dinner from tomorrow morning. Be sure to cook a few more dishes that my father likes. He likes to eat pig's feet stewed with soybeans. You ask the small kitchen to cook for two more hours. It has to be crispy and delicious. In addition, go to the warehouse to move a jar of sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed, you have to choose the expensive one."
Lotus leaf smiled: "Miss is pure filial piety."
Nan Baoyi thought for a while, and said, "There are moon cakes. My father likes to eat moon cakes filled with salted egg yolk. Ask the small kitchen to make more."
The lotus leaves responded one by one.
Xiao Yi held hands and followed closely behind him.
It was just to accompany her father to a meal. The little girl was so happy that she even walked with wind.
He looked out the veranda indifferently.
The dusk was getting deeper, the garden frogs sounded continuously, and an incomplete moon reflected in the pond.
I wonder if the moon is perfect in Chang'an tonight?
He ridiculed Nan Jiaojiao to be so happy after a reunion dinner with his father, but he didn't even have the opportunity to have a reunion dinner with his relatives.
It turns out that the real poor man is himself.
He curled his lips and grinned, cool and gloomy.
"Second brother!"
Nan Baoyi suddenly turned around.
She solemnly held Xiao Yi's sleeve corner, "Second brother, we will have a small reunion tomorrow night, will you join us for dinner and enjoy the moon?"
The Minister of Power has lost his parents since childhood and lived alone in the world, even more pitiful than her.
She should care for him!