Chapter 216: How old is Nan Jiaojiao, what can he do?

When coming out of Baosha, Nan Baoyi reminded: "Second brother, the lip marks on the back of your hand have not been wiped off."
Xiao Yi glanced.
How could he be willing to wipe the lip print left by the little girl for the first time?
He didn't even want to wash his hands.
He didn't change his face and said: "You also know that your brother is both brilliant and beautiful, and there are always girls who like to stick to it. With lip prints, they also tell them to know that brother is a master, so that they can retreat."
Nan Baoyi nodded in favor, and then froze again.
The truth is this truth, but it is always strange...
When the two came to the veranda, Yang Liu was about to cry.
She rushed forward and saw that Nan Baoyi seemed to be innocent, and she was slightly relieved, and said in a low voice, "Sure enough, Master Han's worry is not unreasonable. You just entered the Biezhuang when you were dragged into the embracing mansion... , This beast hasn't done anything to you, right?"
Xiao Yi's forehead jumped suddenly.
Who is the beast?
How old is Nan Jiaojiao, what can he do? !
What's more, they have only entered Baoxia for less than a quarter of an hour, so short...
He sullenly, "Benhou is her brother."
"Brother?!" Yang Liu was shocked, "That's simply not as good as a beast!"
Xiao Yi: "..."
Does the maidservant in the theater have extraordinary ability to imagine?
Nan Baoyi suffocated a smile, and Wen Sheng introduced Xiao Yi to Yang Liu.
As he walked to the painting building, Nan Baoyi saw many girls and secretly sent Qiubo to the minister, with affection.
There were even those who were extraordinarily bold, relying on their good sisters to be by their side, unscrupulously presenting embroidered handicrafts and purses to the minister.
She looked interesting and couldn't help but curl her eyebrows.
Xiao Yi glanced at her and suddenly grabbed her waist.
He mocked and said: "Being up to your good intentions, it's just that Benhou prefers reserved girls, such as this..."
Nan Baoyi's figure froze completely.
The second brother is using her as a shield?
The girls looked at each other.
They carefully looked at Nan Baoyi's body and everything, and her dressing had nothing to do with the word "reserved".
However, Jingxihou made it clear that they would not accept the show, and they had to leave in angrily.
Nan Baoyi raised her head and was a little proud, "Second brother, you still refused to bring me here. Look, I have already begun to play a role?"
Xiao Yi closed her forehead and praised her with a smile but a smile: "Jiaojiao is the best."
When he was about to walk to the painting building, a man dressed as a deputy suddenly came over.
He gave Xiao Yi a fist: "Master Xiaohou, Governor Xue would like to ask."
Nan Baoyi's expression was slightly cold.
The chief governor of Zhenxi, Schrodinger, swept through the five gates when he was young, and took the throne of the chief governor from a small to abruptly. Although he kept a low profile for the past few years, he was indeed a man of real ability.
But at the same time, he was also a thief who coveted her wealth!
She looked at Xiao Yi expectantly, because she also wanted to see what kind of person Xue Dudu was.
This handsome young Lord Hou reached out his hand to her, "With Ben Hou?"
Nan Baoyi smiled sweetly and solemnly placed her little hand on his palm.
She proudly: "Accept your invitation!"
The palm of the young man is steady and powerful, giving her an unparalleled sense of security.
As long as it is with the second brother, let alone see Dudu Xue, even if the mountains and flames are ahead, she is not afraid!
Xiao Yi's ideas are very different from hers.
The little girl lives in a deep boudoir, so take her to meet some characters, which is conducive to her growth.
Although he can afford a canary, Nan Jiaojiao obviously does not intend to be a canary.
She wants to be a dog that can bite.
Nan Baoyi sneezed.
I always feel that someone behind me is scolding myself...
Schrodinger summoned Xiao Yi in the warm pavilion behind the painted building.
The furnishings of the Nuan Pavilion are graceful and magnificent, and the floor is covered with animal hair blankets, which looks very warm and soft.
Behind the bead curtain is a wide golden nanmu official hat chair with white tiger animal skins. The sitting middle-aged man is not as sturdy as Nan Baoyi imagined, but rather Confucian shirts and cloths, handsome and calm.
He was holding the pipe slantingly, the smoke filled with smoke, his eyebrows half-closed, it was hard to understand his emotions.
Further on, there is a jade screen.
Behind the screen is a chaise couch, indistinctly, as if a beauty slept.
Nan Baoyi is inconvenient to look at again, just blessing the body and saluting.
After seated, the maid brought hot tea and pastries.
Xiao Yi pushed the plate of pastries toward her, "The general governor asked Xiao to come, I don't know why?"
Schrodinger spit out a smoke ring, and his tone sounded kind: "You young people, are you so straightforward to speak?"
He smiled and turned to Nan Baoyi, "This girl, is Yulouchun's boss, cold smoke?"
Nan Baoyi was secretly rubbing his veil to eat the flower cake, and got up when he heard the words, and gave him a so-so blessing.
Schrodinger smoked a cigarette and commented: "Yu Louchun's previous plays were very good. How come they have changed their style since last year? What kind of stuff they sing, they are stupid. If I knew the dramatist who wrote the drama Who it is, must be found out, the rod will be responsible for thirty."
Nan Baoyi: "..."
Did she offend him by writing a play?
She sat down, rolled her eyes secretly, and continued to eat cakes.
Schrodinger fiddled with the pipe, warmly said: "Boss Han is not too old, afraid he is only thirteen?"
Nan Baoyi raised an eyebrow.
The old fox's eyes were really venomous, she was wearing a veil, and he could see her age...
Before she could answer, Schrodinger said with a smile: "Jingxi Hou is taking a trip with the United States tonight. It's a good story. It's a pity that if you want to talk about marriage, Mr. Han is too young after all."
Nan Baoyi raised her ears.
Is this Captain Xue trying to get a red thread for his second brother?
Sure enough, Schrodinger continued: "I have a girl in my family. She is fifteen years old. She is the age to marry. Learning piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since childhood, and dancing is also a must. If Jingxihou is willing... you and I will become a family. The entire Shu County is what you and I have in your pocket. Isn't it true that everyone is happy?"
Nan Baoyi was holding a piece of flower cake and forgot to eat it.
This Dudu Xue is also generous, and even wins his second brother with his daughter's marriage.
Don't know what Miss Xue looks like?
Will the second brother marry her?
Xiao Yi slowly stroked the celadon tea lid.
Schrodinger had two sons and a daughter.
Both sons are mediocre, not enough to defend the country he has beaten down in half his life.
Schrodinger recruited him to be his son-in-law, only to help his two sons eliminate potential enemies, and use him incidentally to help his son stabilize his position.
The incense sticks in the brass lotus flower, sweet and precious.
Xiao Yi smiled.
He put down the tea cup and held Nan Baoyi's hand across the flower table.
He squeezed that soft white hand, "As the Governor sees, Benhou has a beloved person in his heart, so it's not good to wrong Miss Xue to be a concubine."
Schrodinger laughed twice, but didn't care about it: "Juvenile romantic."
He said again: "I heard that there is a younger sister in Jingxihou who is deeply loved by you. It just happened that my second son Qishan recently planned to talk about marriage. If they can make a couple, it will be fate, what do you think? ?"