Chapter 570: Her first time, so no dignity

The fifteen-year-old boy was neat and clean for the first time.
Wearing an exquisite vermilion lacquer crown, wearing a red gauze robe, wide sleeves draping the floor, E'ebo belt, the appearance is like a chrysanthemum tree, the fox's eyes are cold and thin, and the manners are elegant and calm, as if the nobleness is revealed from the bone, like nine layers The most beautiful red crane in the palace.
"The little father-in-law of the town government's mansion, he looks so good!"
"The skin is white and the lips are red, like a powder. I heard that the nobleman from Dayong is very popular with powder, and the makeup is more exquisite than women!"
"What kind of look, the little grandpa is naturally beautiful, you think you are all like you, put such a thick layer of powder on the bumpy face!"
"You fart, I didn't apply powder, my skin is so good by nature!"
"Ah, I want to marry the little grandpa!"
"Bah, the princesses of our country are not worthy of the little father-in-law, even less are we worthy of! The famous family of Da Yong Chang'an, do you know what it means!"
"..."
Amidst the amazingness of the whole hall, all kinds of ambiguous discussions emerged endlessly.
However, Ning Wanzhou didn't seem to hear it, and sat beside Zhen Guogong indifferently.
He lifted his eyelids and looked at Nan Baozhu.
Nan Baozhu avoided his sight.
In the past three years, there has never been a moment when I feel that the distance between each other is as far away as it is now.
She lived in deep boudoir and didn't understand what Chang'an's famous family meant.
But tonight, after seeing the majesty of the Zhen Guogong, and seeing the worship and flattery of the noble ladies in the palace, she vaguely understands how far away she is from Ning Wanzhou.
opposite.
Song Liu's happy blossomed flowers, and whispered to Song Ming, "Look at her naughty appearance, the little father-in-law, made it clear that he is just playing with her. If you have enough fun, don't you have to return to Chang'an? Huh, wait for her to enter. After the door of our Xiangfu, let her know that our house has great rules!"
Song Ming's smile deepened.
He looked at Nan Baozhu in the distance.
The girl sits under a palace lantern, her skirt is exquisite, and her exposed skin glows with a white jade-like fluorite luster. The most alluring is the heavy rabbit. The skirt can only cover most of it, restrained and charming, and playful. I don't know what it's like to get up.
Nan Baozhu noticed his sight.
When she looked over, Song Ming slowly raised a glass to her, licked the corner of her mouth, showing a greasy smile.
Nan Baozhu was disgusting and turned his head in disgust.
Song Liu looked in his eyes and was full of dislike: "If it weren't for the emperor to give the marriage, the old man would really look down on such frivolous women! I dare to shake my face at you before you pass the door, and when you get married in the future, wouldn't it be going to turn the sky over? ?!"
She rolled her cloudy and yellow eyes and whispered a few words to her grandson Song Chengrui.
Song Chengrui had a smirk on his face and deliberately rushed to Nan Baozhu because of his young age.
He yelled: "You are the one who is going to be a stepmother for the little master, you have to take care of the little master! Peel the walnuts, peel the walnuts for the little master to enjoy!"
This child is the age that people hate and hate dogs.
Seeing Nan Baozhu's wrinkled face, he immediately gave a smirk, and sprinkled all the dishes, soup, and food on her case on the ground, making Nan Baozhu's skirt dirty.
"My little master asked you to peel walnuts, don't you understand this woman?!"
Frantically, he stretched out his hand to pull Nan Baozhu's skirt.
Nan Baozhu stood up, frowned Xuan Yuemei and backed away.
She really couldn't bear the full attention of the hall, and couldn't bear the joke-like ridicule eyes of the Song family mother and son, blushing and quickly left Chengle Hall.
The court lady caught up and said cautiously: "South Fourth Girl, the slave maid will lead you to the side hall to change your clothes."
Nan Baozhu came to the side hall, closed the door, and lay on the couch alone, her apricot eyes gradually crimson and moist.
She has been the jewel loved by her grandmother and parents since she was a child, and she has never felt this kind of anger!
It happened that the other party was from Xiangfu, she didn't even dare to argue!
Nan Baozhu buried her head in her arms and was about to cry aggrieved.
With a sound, someone pushed open the door of the palace.
Ning Wanzhou closed the door casually: "Sister."
Nan Baozhu looked up at him.
The young man who came into view was beautiful but also very strange.
He is no longer the little orphan who warmed her bed back then, and he was not the little boy who was able to beat and scold her at will.
He is the noble little father-in-law of Zhenguo Gongfu.
Nan Baozhu looked away like a puff: "You're here to do it!"
"Xiao Yi and Nan Baoyi's plan, presumably you already know it." Ning Wanzhou sat on the couch and stroked the steps she wore on her hair bun. "Sister, you can only get rid of it if you follow me. The treacherous waves of Shengjing City can prevent the Nanjia from being controlled by others."
Nan Baozhu was silent.
"I won't take my sister's innocence seriously. I just need to make others think that you and I already have skin-to-kin relationship. The Song family loves face, they will not still be willing to marry after such things happen in public at the palace banquet. you."
Ning Wanzhou pulled out the golden hairpin in her hair and slowly pierced her fingertips.
He dripped bright red blood on the navy blue satin quilt.
He threw away the golden step, the vermilion crown, and the single yarn robe.
He took off his shoes and socks, unbuttoned his belt, and unbuttoned the lining plate.
A glazed lamp hung beside the couch, illuminating the young man's thin but tough body.
Like the strongest pine and cypress on the cliff, it brings an unparalleled sense of security to those who fall from the cliff.
He knelt down on the couch, a few strands of hair falling from the corner of his forehead, making him more beautiful.
He drooped the fox's eyes, his hands on his knees clenched into fists, and he muttered, "Sister..."
Nan Baozhu closed his eyes with difficulty.
No matter how reluctant, no matter how sad and angry, I clearly understand that the young man in front of her is the one who rescued her from the sea of ​​suffering.
Can't blame him, can't blame him.
You can't marry to the Song family, you can't let Chu Huaixiu and Nan Jing's scheme succeed, let alone drag the family down.
After a long time, Nan Baozhu finally trembled and raised his hand.
She removed the pearl hairpin and shook her head, her head full of green silk scattered like a waterfall.
She lowered her eyes, and slowly untied the cumbersome skirt tie.
I have imagined countless times how romantic it is to undress with my husband for the first time.
But I never thought that the first time I met a man frankly, it was in such a desperate situation, so downhearted and sad, so without dignity!
The upper half of the girl's face was in the shadow.
The gorgeous vermilion lips have no curvature.
As the underskirts and blouses were scattered like flowers, the two rows of tears rolled down on the navy blue satin quilt along her white and round chin.
There were countless footsteps outside the hall, and it was Ning Wanzhou's people who attracted the officials and their families in the hall.
The noise was mixed with Song Liu's sharp cynicism: "You must be mistaken. Nan Baozhu is the daughter-in-law of my Song family. How can I still be entangled with Grandpa Ning?! My family is Minger. Officer servant, how dare she cuckold Minger?!"
"sister……"
Ning Wanzhou looked at Nan Baozhu.
Under the lights, the girl was so beautiful that she was more lustrous and holy than Bai Liuli.
The roots of his ears were red, and his eyes dropped quickly, his voice hoarse: "Sister, offended."
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I think Dad-in-law still respects Zhuzhu