Chapter 982: You can't get her

Nan Baoyi was exhausted from the pain, the tears in the corners of his eyes wet the pillow towel, and he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, whispering something.
Xiao Yi coaxed her to sleep and carefully wiped her face.
Tears and sweat drenched the little girl's temples, and her delicate face was as pale as paper, which made him feel sorry for her.
He leaned over and kissed the little girl's eyebrows, and said softly, "Thank you..."
He gently put down the bed sheet, turned around and twisted a handful of towels in the copper basin.
Twisting, he raised his eyes, feeling as if he had forgotten something.
Wen Po held the swaddle, coughed lightly behind him, and said beamingly: "Congratulations, you got a little daughter! Mother and daughter are safe, it is a great blessing!"
Xiao Yi was stunned and turned around.
He took the swaddle from Wen Po, but his hands trembled.
The baby in the swaddle did not cry, as if he was asleep, breathing shallow and even...
Wen Po picked up the kind words and said: "Look at this nose and eyes, they look like Lang Jun! Lang Jun and his wife are both good-looking. In the future, the little girl will grow up, she will definitely be a majestic beauty!"
Xiao Yi carefully looked at the little baby.
This is the cub that Nan Jiaojiao gave him.
His face was flushed and wrinkled, and there was a thin layer of lanugo on his head, which was not pretty at all.
Seeing him showing disgust, Wien said with a smile: "Newborn children are like this. After a while, they will be fine. At any rate, they are the flesh and blood. Lang Jun can't dislike it..."
Xiao Yi remembered that Ah Wei was ugly when he was born, but he could understand.
Wen Po was observing his look, and she stopped talking: "Although she is a daughter, she was born in October when she was pregnant... Lang Jun and his wife are still young, and they will definitely have a son in the future. Lang Jun can't be because of her husband. When you have a girl, you despise her..."
She was accustomed to seeing the dirty in the compound of the deep house, fearing that Xiao Yi would prefer sons to daughters.
Xiao Yi bent his lips.
At first I thought the boy was ugly, but after a long time, it was also very pleasing to the eye.
The girl is also very good. In the future, he will grow up to be as beautiful as Nan Jiaojiao, and he will definitely not be like Nan Jiao Jiao. He will do his best to spoil him and Nan Jiaojiao's little princess.
He took out a wad of silver tickets: "Reward the money."
Wenpo took it in surprise, and immediately wiped honey on her mouth: "Oh, Mr. Lang is so generous in his move. This reward is more than the old woman's earned in half of his life! At first I felt that Mr. Lang was so affectionate and a righteous wife. Did not look away! The little lady marries you, it is the ancestor who burned the fragrance!"
Xiao Yi reached out and touched the tip of the little boy's nose, and put her into the cradle prepared in advance.
He looked at the bednet: "I heard that women have a hard time in confinement. You are taking care of them. If you wait, there will be great rewards in the future."
While talking, Yu Chi came in.
He was curious: "Is it a boy or a girl?"
Wen Po smiled and congratulated: "Mother and daughter are safe!"
Sister Baoyi gave birth to a little princess...
Yuchi nodded, and rewarded the silver ceremoniously: "Take care of yourself. There is no shortage of supplements, ginseng soup and old hen soup during the confinement period!"
Wen Po accepted the silver reward, but muttered in her heart.
The little lady’s husband is clearly the beautiful gentleman in front of him, and the young gentleman of the Yuchi family, how he looks like a husband...
Yuchi asked Wen Po to retreat, leaned to the cradle, and looked at the little baby curiously.
His aunt died, but sister Baoyi gave birth to a new life. It is wonderful and solemn to multiply from generation to generation in the world.
It would be nice if Sister Baoyi could give him a baby in the future...
He thought wildly, and suddenly looked at Xiao Yi: "The longer you enter the mansion, the easier it is to be discovered. Since you have been with Sister Baoyi, you can leave as soon as your father and the others don’t know you are here. wonderful."
Xiao Yi wiped his hands with a towel.
He stared at Yuchi, and suddenly lifted his thin lips: "Do you think that as long as I am not here or I am dead, you can hold a beautiful woman?"
Wei Chi said nothing.
"Under the world, you are not the only one who has this kind of thought." Xiao Yi threw the towel into the copper basin with a calm face, "It's a pity that Nan Jiaojiao doesn't love you. Even if I die, she will guard me." The memorial tablet, I will keep the festival for life, do you believe it or not?"
Yu Chi looked at the bed net.
Sister Baoyi slept on the couch. Although she was delicate and sweet on weekdays, he knew how stubborn Sister Baoyi had, as Xiao Daoyan said.
"You can't get her."
Xiao Yi chuckled, as if the judge had issued the final order.
Wei Chi refused: "You just met her earlier than us, Xiao Daoyan, I am also the son of a high-class family, I don't believe I can't fight you!"
"If you fight against each other, you are playing with those little tricks—"
Xiao Yi glanced out the window indifferently.
The figure shook outside the window, and there was a faint sound of sword clank.
The guards of Yuchi Mansion had already surrounded this small courtyard.
Xiao Yi walked to the window and reached out to roll up a bamboo curtain.
In addition to the hundreds of guards, Yuchi Changgong's two prostitutes also came, and the two were eager to try, obviously intending to win him and ask Yuchi Changgong for credit.
Xiao Yiman carelessly said: "If what you call a fight is to secretly inform your two elder brothers and let me fight with them, and you are taking advantage of the fisherman's profit, then it would be too small for me."
Yuchi clenched his fists.
He did have such an idea.
The two elder brothers used to squeeze him out in the past. If they can be removed by Xiao Yi's hand, then he can be the next Patriarch of the Yuchi family, and Xiao Yi's love rival will also die here, killing two birds with one stone.
His brows were gloomy: "Even if you have guessed my calculations, what about it? You are already hard to fly today."
Xiao Yi sneered.
He sat at the desk calmly, and took out the embroidery work of Nan Baoyi from the sewing basket.
The little girl embroidered probably a leopard with a nose and eyes, which was quite vivid.
He admired it, and said lightly: "If I didn't take your brother's life? Then your calculations have failed in half."
Yu Chi pursed his lips without making a sound.
"Why..." Xiao Yi raised his eyes to look at him, Dan Feng's eyes were hidden with a dark light that he was determined to win, "I will make a deal with you."
Yu Chi was stunned and hesitated: "Wh, what deal?"
Xiao Yi smiled: "I helped you kill those two elder brothers and let you be the young master. You will get me the list of spies Jiang Zuo has sent to Chang'an over the years."
"List of spies..."
Yuchi hesitated.
Obviously, he knew that such a list existed.
He quickly shook his head: "It goes against the way of a gentleman."
"The gentleman's way?" Xiao Yi retorted, "You covet my woman, don't you violate the gentleman's way? What's more, what if the two sides are fighting in an upright manner and sending spies to undercover? Weichi Beichen, if you are Jiangnan Lord, let's fight a battle upright and rob Nan Jiaojiao upright, okay?"
Wei Chi clenched his fists tightly.
Xiao Daoyan deserves to be a hero who came out of the Jinguan City, and he acted vigorously and sternly!
The rival wants to fight a battle upright, how can he use conspiracy? !