Chapter 462: She wants to go to Xiao Yi's room

This guy is dressed very shamelessly today.
With a golden crown with hair, wearing a zhangdan yellow arrow sleeve brocade robe, black leather belt, and a large cloak full of scarlet embroidered dark patterns, the whole person's posture of gold and jade shines like a scorching sun.
Listening to the amazing admiration of the girls, Nan Baoyi suddenly missed that simple second brother.
Xiao Yi took a seat beside her.
Seeing that her face was not so good, he couldn't help reaching out and touching her forehead: "But I'm sick?"
Nan Baoyi shook his head.
Xiao Yi smiled: "It's not that you are sick, it's that someone makes you unhappy."
Nan Baoyi squeezed her handkerchief, secretly said that someone made her unhappy?
She lowered her eyelashes and lowered her voice: "Second brother, do you have to be Prince Jing's son?"
If he is not the son of Prince Jing, then he can buy another mansion in Shengjing City, she no longer has to deal with Princess Jing, and she doesn't have to be angry with her for nothing.
Xiao Yi poured a cup of orange juice.
The arrow has to be sent on the string, he has become Prince Jing's heir. If he is not the heir of Prince Jing at this time, then Princess Jing will be charged with confusing the heir.
Even Nanjia who gave false testimony has to be implicated.
Xiao Yi pushed the orange juice to Nan Baoyi's hand, "You know the truth, you don't need me to tell you carefully. Having reached this point, how can you and I be willful?"
Nan Baoyi was silent.
Of course she understands the consequences of repentance now, and also understands how many connections and resources Jing Prince's Mansion can bring to Xiao Yi. She also understands that Princess Jing comes from the famous Da Yong family. With the help of Princess Jing, her second brother will be easier to join if he wants to return to Da Yong in the future. Dayong top family circle.
just……
She was a little wronged.
She picked up the orange juice and took a sip.
Sweet and sour, she doesn't like the taste very much.
Most of the people attending the banquet today were young people. Princess Jing was kind enough to tell everyone to treat the banquet as a family banquet, and encouraged the famous ladies to take out unique skills to open their eyes.
In the field, a young girl danced an ink wash dance, which evoked applause.
Princess Jing quietly looked at Xiao Yi, with a smile on her lips.
This banquet was held specially to let Yi'er see with her own eyes how outstanding the noble girl in Shengjing City is, isn't it more interesting than the girl from the rich man's house in Nan Baoyi?
As the ink dance ended, Princess Jing smiled and said: "Speaking of which, the Flower Festival of the previous days was very lively, and Rourou was also selected as the'God of Hundred Flowers'. Rourou's paintings that day are truly the best of the past and the present All the Yi'er who watched praised your painting skills, which is rare in a century. Why not ask you to draw another painting for us?"
The Huachao Festival in Jinguan City is to compete with talents such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
However, the Hua Dynasty Festival in Shengjing City selected the best talent from the girls who participated, and was named the "Hundred Flowers God", which can be recorded in local history.
The haze passed through Nan Baoyi's eyes.
Counting the days, the Huachao Festival was about two days before he first entered Qingshui Temple.
Unexpectedly, she went to the nunnery with her front foot, and Xiao Yi went to see the girl at the Huachao Festival on the back foot.
I also praised others' painting skills...
He even complimented the mandarin ducks she bothered to embroider, and actually praised the painting skills of other girls!
She looked up at Xiao Yi and whispered, "Second brother really thinks that Miss Song is outstanding in painting?"
"The use of color is wonderful. Looking at the world, not to mention women, even men, few people can reach her level."
Xiao Yi is frank.
Nan Baoyi squeezed her handkerchief tightly.
There was a fire burning in her heart, which made her heartache.
She rolled her small face and refused to look at Xiao Yi again.
Kneeling behind her aftertaste, softly comforted: "The master cherishes talent, and praises only this painting skill, which has nothing to do with Miss Song herself. If this painting skill appears on a man, the master will praise it like this. "
Nan Baoyi didn't know the truth, but was a little angry.
She was really full and ran to the Jing Palace to find a crime!
The aftertaste calmed down and said, "Princess, you are not uncharacteristic."
Nan Baoyi broke her fingers. Although she worked piano, chess, calligraphy, and calligraphy, she was only considered excellent among her peers. She hadn't reached the height of Song Rou, and even people who were so picky as her second brother would be willing to praise.
What kind of upper limit can be achieved for things like piano, chess, calligraphy and painting depends on talent.
The talent is not enough, even if you work hard, it will not be of great use!
Seeing her face getting more and more ugly, aftertaste, she thought about it, she clapped her hands and smiled: "Princess, you forgot, you can use a sledgehammer. Listening to Yun Xiu, you have beaten alive twice with a sledgehammer. Personally, what a great record!"
Nan Baoyi: "..."
So a girl from another family performs piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, is she going to perform a sledgehammer? !
It's better not to have this kind of talent!
When she gritted her teeth and sulked, Princess Jing was holding Song Rou's hand and whispering softly: "Rourou is also a fifteen-year-old girl, but the marriage has not been settled yet. It really makes me worry about you. If it wasn't for Yi'er already I've made a kiss, I really want you to be my daughter-in-law."
Song Rou lowered her eyes, always keeping the warm smile of the guest.
Princess Jing loves to choose things, and deliberately asked with a smile: "Bao Yi, how do you compare you to Miss Song? You two are one year apart, and you are considered to be the same age. But look at how outstanding Miss Song is. , Her painting skills are already famous, and given time, she will surely be able to paint handed down works, how rare!"
Nan Baoyi raised her eyes and said crisply, "Wang Concubine Empress is really interesting. How do you compare with Queen Dayong? You two are sisters of the same age, but you think your sisters are all queens of the world. No, I’m bothered with the affairs of the country all day long. You are still in a trivial family here, and I am worried for you."
The girls on the table snickered.
In the past, they were often told by their own mothers that their daughters learned how well Qinqi calligraphy and calligraphy and calligraphy and calligraphy were so good, and how much they gave the family a face, and they scolded them for not being able to learn anything, but they wanted to go to the little sister's banquet all day.
But in the world, not everyone is good at piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy. The mother herself does not want to compare with other people's mothers, but they have to compare them with other people's children.
Nan Baoyi's words are really relieved!
Princess Jing: "..."
She couldn't say Nan Baoyi, she was so angry.
She looked at Xiao Yi like asking for help.
Xiao Yiren couldn't help but smiled and drank a cup of corn juice without any intention of intervening.
His aunt is not so irritable, she has a broken mouth and a strong desire for control.
When Nan Jiaojiao gets married, it is estimated that the Jing Palace will be lively.
Concubine Jing suppressed her anger and smiled reluctantly: "This concubine is just lingering with everyone, but Baoyi is so aggressive when she speaks, and she scares her."
She changed her conversation: "Speaking of which, you will be married to the palace next year. I really look forward to it. But now the son of the Dali Temple is busy, and there is indeed a lack of a servant girl who knows the cold and the hot.
"Zhu Yao has been with me for many years, knowing that Dali is gentle and virtuous, I have the heart to give her to him, or before you enter the door, I will serve him well for you. Bao Yi cares about the son of the world so much, and I want to have him serve him, right? "
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I recently listened to Li Yuanjie’s "The Big Canopy" and listened very well