Chapter 622: Serve as a slave

Nan Baoyi watched them drinking heartily, smiled softly, and stepped into the threshold.
Aguaduo and his lieutenants are admiring the layout of the main hall.
The girl glanced at the corner, the green smoke curled from the incense burner, and the warm and sweet fragrance diffused in the hall.
She made tea without her hand, and said warmly: "What is the general standing? Please sit down quickly. I will make tea for the general."
Aguaduo took a seat and said suspiciously, "How come there is only the princess in this huge palace?"
"Isn't it because the general's iron cavalry was so terrible that it scared the maids away?" Nan Baoyi groaned and offered the fragrant tea, "I have no choice but to come out to serve the general myself."
She learned the cold and charming appearance, and she learned a lot.
He glanced at Aguaduo sideways, fascinated the man so his legs were weak.
The Ximan girl has rough skin and rude behavior.
A white, tender and delicate beauty like Princess Jing is hard to find in the Ximan tribe.
Sitting on the armchair, Nan Baoyi helped the golden hairpin casually, with bright eyes and the shyness of the little daughter's family. She seemed to ask casually: "I don't know who told the general that I am beautiful and beautiful?"
Aguaduo was unprepared and smiled: "It was a girl with the surname Cheng who told this general next to Chu Huainan. She said that Princess Jing was so beautiful and admired the general's prestige."
Last name Cheng...
Nan Baoyi's eyes flashed cold light.
It should be Cheng De's sister, Cheng Zaixi.
She doesn't provoke her, she provokes the door instead.
Nan Baoyi still smiled softly and continued to talk to Aguaduo.
Without saying a few words, Aguaduo yawned.
Mixiang broke out, and the Xi Barbarian in the hall fell to the ground in a daze.
Nan Baoyi drank the fragrant tea unhurriedly, and ate half of the flower cake.
She is pregnant with different blood, and this kind of fragrance has no effect on her.
She took the handkerchief and wiped the debris of her fingertips carefully before she stood up, carefully took out a bucket of kerosene from under the corridor, and poured it on Aguaduo and the others without emotion.
Fire oil was also sprinkled in the hall, and she went to the veranda again, and poured fire oil on the Ximan guards who were stunned under the corridor.
More than a dozen kerosene barrels were dumped clean.
Nan Baoyi locked the fan in the hall, took out the fire folds indifferently, lit a roll of dead grass, and threw it to the end of the veranda.
The flame ignited instantly.
She turned around and walked outside the Jing Palace casually.
Behind the sky is the raging fire, and the tall figure is full of flames moving back and forth, screaming trying to extinguish the flames by rolling, but the ground is also full of kerosene.
The locked hall is even more like purgatory on earth.
Screams and wailing sounded one after another, like beasts being slaughtered.
With a fire, she cleanly burned to death one of Ximan's generals, four lieutenants, a dozen generals under the tent, and hundreds of elites who were presenting the betrothal gifts.
She has no mercy.
Because the crimes committed by these people in Shengjing were not worthy of her pity.
It's twilight, and the snow is lingering.
Snowflakes gently landed on the girl's cloud bun and mink fur collar, setting off her white and delicate side face a bit thin and cool, the rouge vermilion lips had no curvature, and the long, low eyelashes concealed the emotions in the pupils.
She walked through the courtyard and opened the gate again.
Thousands of Ximan soldiers still guarded outside the mansion.
Seeing her coming out alone, they looked at each other.
Nan Baoyi sat on the bluestone steps in front of the mansion.
She took out the thin gold-painted tobacco pipe that the cold smoke and cool sent her from her arms, and lighted it with the fire fold, but because of trembling hands, it was lighted several times after several times.
The white mist encircled her, making her fingertips tender and red.
She raised her head slightly to sniff the tobacco.
After taking a few deep sniffs, all her anxiety and fear finally faded away. She lowered her eyes and took a light sip with the small but delicate gilded cigarette holder.
Spicy, but sweet.
After the initial discomfort, Nan Baoyi gradually adapted to the taste of tobacco.
She held the thin cigarette tube with her fingertips, her lips lightly opened, and she slowly exhaled circles of light clouds.
The Ximan soldiers at the head finally couldn't bear it, and nervously asked, "Where is our general?"
Nan Baoyi squinted Danfeng's eyes, tilting her head and licking her lips in an evil and wild posture.
She chuckled: "Dead."
The fine snow was quiet.
Behind her was the burning grand flames. This exquisite and magnificent palace, accompanied by the howls and screams of the Ximan, collapsed in front of a thousand people.
Ximan's soldiers unanimously took a breath.
This seemingly delicate South Vietnamese woman...
She actually...
She is so hot!
Everyone drew out their swords in indignation and clamored to kill her to avenge the general.
However, as they raised their swords, a shout came from the end of Yuanhe Street: "Keep people under the knife--"
A Janitor army galloped in.
Nan Baoyi was smoking a cigarette lightly.
She sent Lotus Leaf and Yunxiu to the palace to find Chu Huainan, and it was really useful, and the rescuers were here.
The leader arched his hand towards the Ximan and said with a serious face: "This woman is named by our new emperor. Please also ask your friends to let me wait and bring her into the palace."
"Why? She killed our general. She will apologize with death!"
The commander didn't talk nonsense with him, and motioned to his men to bring two boxes of things.
After opening it, the box was filled with countless gold bars.
Ximan's eyes lit up immediately.
They were rude and profit-oriented. In front of the gold, where they could still avenge their generals, they quickly lifted the gold with a smile, and found a place to divide the spoils.
The commander looked at Nan Baoyi and said politely, "Ms. Nan, please?"
...
Nan Baoyi was taken into the palace and did not see Chu Huainan.
She was thrown into a remote and dilapidated palace, where Lotus Leaf and Yunxiu had been waiting for a long time, and rushed over to ask warmly to check what happened.
Nan Baoyi said the matter again and asked urgently: "You two have been in the palace for a while, what's the situation in the palace now, where is the Tong girl in Xiaoyao Palace now?"
She deliberately asked Chu Huainan to do it, and she also had the idea of ​​visiting the imperial sister-in-law in the palace.
Yunxiu hesitated: "The slave servant heard that... Chu Huaixiu and Miss Tong are gone."
Nan Baoyi was startled.
Tears rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably, her eyes flushed: "It's impossible..."
The sister-in-law of the emperor had obviously eaten with her two days ago, how could she suddenly disappear? !
There is also A weak, where did A weak go? !
Before she could digest the news, a sharp voice came from outside the palace: "The imperial decree is here—Nan Baoyi takes it—"
The general manager of Ouchi stepped in with a few eunuchs.
He glanced at Nan Baoyi with a smile, and unfolded the imperial decree: "When the sky is right, he was ordered: Xiao Yi went to the north, intending to collude with the Northern Wei Dynasty to rebel, and to deprive the king of Jing as a criminal minister. According to the law, Nan Baoyi and the criminal minister Xiao Yiyi never divorced, and was free to marry since then. In addition, Nan Baoyi killed allied generals and seized the title of the first-grade Baoyi princess as a palace slave. Good job! Sinner Nan Baoyi, accept the order?"
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Yushufang.
Chu Huainan was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, with a gentle smile on his eyebrows, and stroked the jade seal on the dragon case.
Song Rou leaned in his arms: "Why didn't Your Majesty go to see Nan Baoyi?"
Chu Huainan curled her lips: "The little princess is too unhappy, so she has to make her suffer a bit, so that she can learn to be well-behaved and gentle, respecting me. In the past, I couldn't ask her, and I should let her know that nowadays, Feng Shui turns around. My blessing, she is nothing."
Song Rou raised her head and pecked the corner of his lips.
Her eyes flashed ruthlessly, but her tone was very gentle: "It's time for the canonization of Sister Zaixi and Sister Chen to be down, so why not let them train Sister Nan? Anyway, everyone has to wait on your Majesty and let them learn how to get along in advance. In the future, the harem will be more stable."
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Jiaojiao: I can't be stable, I am Niu Hulu·Jiaojiao!
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