Chapter 491: How to relieve Jiaojiao, how to come

The light of the torch illuminates the snow.
The heavy snow of goose feathers blew from the depths of the dark sky and fell lightly between the two, as if a cold gap separating each other.
Xiao Yi caught her fault and said in a dumb voice, "What's the matter?"
Nan Baoyi looked behind him with red eyes.
Shen Yichao was riding on the horse, looking at himself condescendingly.
She twitched her pale lips and sneered: "You can ask your good cousin what's wrong."
Xiao Yi's gaze turned around her ankle feather arrow.
You don't need to ask more, you have guessed what happened.
He was expressionless: "Shen Yichao."
Shen Yichao turned over and dismounted, and handed over: "In his place, seek political affairs. I am now your staff, and I will consider your great cause. Nan Baoyi blocked your way, and she will either die or leave you. Your Highness, I don’t think I have done something wrong."
Xiao Yi raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.
Dan Feng's eyes were full of cruelty.
Before everyone could react, he turned around and gave Shen Yichao a vicious punch!
Shen Yichao staggered back, red blood oozing from the corners of his lips.
He raised his eyes and stared at Xiao Yi with fear.
Xiao Yi ordered the guard to bring a bow.
He handed the bow to Nan Baoyi: "How to relieve your breath, how to come."
Shen Yichao opened his eyes in disbelief.
He thought that Xiao Yi would fine him at best, but what was he doing now?
He actually avenged him by Nan Baoyi? !
Is he still his cousin? !
"Xiao Yi, do you dare to let her hurt me?" He yelled, "Did you put me in your eyes? Did you put the famous Shen family in your eyes? Did you put your aunt in your eyes?!"
Xiao Yi thought about it for a while, then shook his head: "I never put it in my eyes."
"you--"
Before Shen Yichao had time to speak, feather arrows came through the snow!
The sharp arrow plunged straight into his ankle!
He sat on the ground with pain, and instantly burst into cold sweat on his forehead, his face was like golden paper, and he couldn't stop crying from his lips and teeth.
Nan Baoyi threw the bow and arrow to the ground.
She stared at Shen Yichao with red eyes: "Apart from my birth, where can I not be worthy of him? Minjiang relief silver, Jianmenguan Xue family, Qingfeng once crossed the Jiang family account book, I was born and died for him, I took my life to earn him Merit!"
She was very sad: "You said that my marriage to him was just my blindly high climb. You said that I am not worthy of him in this life... I will ask you, except for my background, why am I not worthy of him?! I have been working hard, I have been working hard for him!"
The four fields are silent.
The secret guards with torches in their hands watched their noses and hearts.
However, the corners of his eyes are somewhat moist.
They have been with the master for many years, and they can see the contribution of Nan girl.
Why can she be denied all of her contribution because of her background?
Not everyone is so lucky to be born in the house of princes.
Relying on hard work to change destiny is obviously a proud and glorious thing. Why should it be ruined?
The tears of Nan Baoyi overflowed uncontrollably.
She sadly raised the back of her hand and wiped her tears, her voice choked: "Shen Yichao, do you still have a conscience? Those who call me unworthy of Xiao Yi, do you have a conscience..."
At the end of the conversation, her voice broke and she finally cried.
She squatted in the snow regardless of her demeanor, her feet stiff and she didn't notice it.
She bury her head and arms, crying so badly.
Xiao Yi untied the greatcloak and put it on her shoulders.
He held the girl calmly, her golden jade face was stained with regret.
He sternly said: "Nan Jiaojiao, I never think you are unworthy of me, I have never thought of it. You are not perfect, so why am I?"
Nan Baoyi didn't want to talk to him, so she kept crying.
Xiao Yi kissed the tears on her cheek, Dan Feng's eyes were dyed with pain that was unnoticeable by others: "If you continue to cry, my brother's heart will be broken."
Nan Baoyi still refused to pay attention to him.
Xiao Yi glanced at her ankle, knowing that her injury could not be delayed, so he turned her on his horse, glanced at Nan Yan who was standing outside the cave, and motioned to Shiku to pick her up.
As for Shen Yichao...
Xiao Yi didn't even give him a straight eye, and rode his horse to the camp.
Tianshu's dark guard followed closely, and the horseshoe raised a large area of ​​snow, and the whole body was covered with controversy.
Shen Yichao: "..."
He endured the pain in his ankle and sat alone in the snow.
So, Xiao Yi didn't treat him as a cousin at all, did he?
What about saying "good birds choose wood, white clothes look good"?
What about the prime minister? !
Back to the camp.
The disappearance of Nan Baoyi and Nan Yan caused quite a sensation. Almost all the troops were sent into the mountains to find them. Now the two returned alive, making the emperor a big sigh of relief.
Wearing a bright yellow robe, he personally supported Nan Yan, and said with emotion: "Just come back, just come back...what the is going on, you two got lost in the forest?"
Nan Yan had changed into thick clothes and quietly looked at the crowd not far away.
Nan Jing stood neatly among the powerful, with a bad smile.
She retracted her gaze, and Chu Chu pitifully acted like a baby: "Yes, the emperor, but Yan'er and Jiaojiao are terrified... People never go hunting in the mountains again, it's terrible!"
Nan Jing is a court official.
She and Nan Baoyi are women, naturally standing on the weak side, and there is no evidence in their hands. If they rashly pull Nan Jing out, they will only be infamy as Sichen, the imperial court order officer, and they will not get the slightest amount. benefit.
The days are long.
Some grudges must be reported slowly.
The emperor breathed a sigh of relief and took her into the Dragon's Tent to change her clothes.
The onlookers and their families also gradually dispersed.
Xiao Yi was about to take Nan Baoyi back to the tent, when the girl suddenly saw Chu Huainan kneeling outside the dragon tent.
He knelt in the snow for a long time, with a layer of snow on his shoulders and hair bun, and even his lips were purple with cold.
There were so many courtiers coming and going, and occasionally someone cast a complicated glance at him.
Cheng Zaixi, who was waiting for him personally, stood not far away holding the furnace, crying in a hurry.
Nan Baoyi whispered: "Have the Prince made a mistake?"
Xiao Yi's voice was indifferent: "Every year in South Vietnam, a number of death row prisoners are presented to the royal hunting grounds for the rich and powerful to shoot and have fun, and even in some places, because there are not enough death row prisoners, prisoners who are not guilty of death are sentenced to death and handed in. Sheng Jing. Chu Huainan believed that shooting prisoners for pleasure is not in line with Confucian benevolence, so he advised the emperor to petition to abolish this system."
Nan Baoyi was startled.
She looked further away. The Guards were pulling a cart of dead prisoners' corpses and were transporting them outside the forest farm. The corpses were full of feathers and arrows, and their death was extremely miserable.
And today, she also played the death row...
She looked at Chu Huainan again.
About the nobles who came and went, no one supported him, but he still knelt outside the dragon's tent, and his eyes were firm even though his lips were purple from the cold.
He is a benevolent man.
Nan Baoyi admired him very much.
She broke away from Xiao Yi's embrace and limped to Chu Huainan.