Chapter 631: Xiao Yi came with a knife

When Nan Baoyi woke up, she found herself lying on the couch.
She had a headache after drinking too much wine last night. When she smelled the drunkenness of the tent, she couldn't help but sit up reluctantly. She was about to roll up the tent and let her breathe out, but she was shocked to find that there was one more person beside the couch!
Chu Huainan slept outside!
She hurriedly lowered her head, the skirt she wore on her body was wrinkled, she lifted the skirt and silk pants, and there were serious blue and red marks on her white and tender skin, and there were even some bruises on her waist!
My whole body aches badly.
This feeling is like having with Xiao Yi...
The girl panicked instantly.
Her actions awakened Chu Huainan.
The man was sleeping in his clothes. He slowly sat up and said softly, "Awake?"
Last night he took Nan Baoyi back to the palace, but the girl was drunk and refused to ride in the sedan chair. She danced and danced alone in the palace alleys. She fell a few times without telling her, and finally rolled off the steps. Get out.
He asked the doctor to see her, but as soon as she reached the bed, she lay down so drunk. If she fell asleep obediently, the problem was who touched her and bit her in her sleep, so that the doctor did not dare to approach. , Had to spend the second half of the night.
Nan Baoyi clung to the Jinbei, Dan Feng fixed his eyes on Chu Huainan: "Last night..."
Chu Huainan was silent.
He is a man, and he has had many women. He is more sensitive to such things than women. He knows what Nan Baoyi wants to ask.
Looking at her gritted teeth expression, you know she must have misunderstood.
Chu Huainan raised his hand and stroked his left eye, which was bandaged with gauze. Xiao Yi was about to return to Beijing. Such a misunderstanding did not seem to be a bad thing.
He lowered his eyes, patted the soft pillow, and his voice was warm and mellow: "You are my concubine, I am lucky to see you, what's the deal?"
Nan Baoyi's chest undulated violently.
She couldn't tell the truth, stared at Chu Huainan for a moment, and suddenly raised her hand to fan him!
Chu Huainan received that slap.
His only remaining eye gradually turned scarlet, unwilling and angry.
Little princess, do you hate him so much?
But he is the emperor, shouldn't it be the glory of a woman to be blessed by him?
Nan Baoyi had to fight again, but he held his hand tightly.
He paused every word: "You try to move me again?!"
"I--"
"His Majesty!"
Before Nan Baoyi had time to speak, General Ouchi went straight to the inner hall in horror.
Standing outside the dragon's tent, he trembled: "Xiao Yi broke into the palace on his own, and is coming toward your majesty's palace! Please prepare early!"
Chu Huainan's expression changed drastically: "Didn't it say that it will take three days to arrive in Beijing?!"
"This... the steed runs faster and may arrive in Beijing early."
Chu Huainan was furious: "Why didn't the Guards guarding the palace gate stop him?"
"Your Majesty, big guys don't dare to stop! Xiao Yi is so fierce, carrying such a big knife, the minion is scared from a distance!"
"Useless things!"
Chu Huainan scolded.
He suddenly looked inside the dragon couch.
Nan Baoyi also heard the news of Xiao Yi entering the palace. At this moment, her eyes were drooping, her thin white hands tightly grasped the brocade quilt, and a few strands of slightly curled hair drooped from the corner of her forehead, setting off her small face delicately. And decadent.
He knew what she was thinking.
Chu Huainan's chest was filled with unwillingness and arrogance. He raised his hand to pinch a strand of her blue silk and whispered in her ear, "If Xiao Yi saw you on my dragon couch, what would he look like?"
Nan Baoyi suddenly raised his head.
Chu Huainan laughed fiercely and jokingly, and there was a trace of heartache hidden in his pupils: "Little princess, I can't compare to Xiao Yi in everything. I have been camping for so long, and I am still no different from the desolate prince back then... But I, Isn't the woman who slept with him?"
Even if it is fake, as long as it is true in the eyes of outsiders, and it is true in the eyes of Xiao Yi and the little princess, then he can be considered earning.
"Your Majesty Your Majesty!"
A little hurried in from outside.
He knelt to the ground in a panic, "Xiao Yi has reached the bedroom!"
As soon as the voice fell, the sound of heavy army boots came from outside the bead curtain.
Nan Baoyi's heart hung high.
She stared in that direction through the dragon tent. She wanted to rush to see him, but her hands and feet were chilly, and she couldn't move half an inch.
She was defiled by Chu Huainan.
How to have the face to meet him?
Chu Huainan sat on the side of the couch and concealed the dragon tent behind him.
Lifting his eyes, Xiao Yi has already come with his knife.
Nan Baoyi hid in the dragon couch, and through the dragon tent, he could peer into the outside scene indistinctly.
The man was tall and slender, wearing a golden crown, wearing a thin armor, carrying a nine-foot-mo knife, and his eyebrows and deep eyebrows. Returning from the northern battlefield, there was a strong and violent blood scent all over his body. Only a cold look made people scared. fear.
Second brother...
She muttered.
Chu Huainan and Xiao Yi looked at each other.
Photographed by Xiao Yi's spirit, Chu Huainan took the lead in avoiding the line of sight, and he quickly summoned the court lady to come in and wait for him to wash: "I thought you would die in the Northern Wei Dynasty."
Xiao Yi was expressionless: "Where is Nan Jiaojiao?"
Chu Huainan just wiped his face calmly: "The little princess has been righteous to you, and is now my concubine. How dare you call her in fine print when you are a criminal minister?"
Xiao Yi tilted his head.
After licking the posterior molars with the tip of his tongue, he squinted Dan Feng's eyes, and the Jiu Chi Mo knife roughly flipped the brass basin: "Chu Huainan, I ask you where Nan Jiaojiao is. I don't understand, eh?!"
He spent a few months in the army, wielding power, and his temper became better.
The brass water basin slammed on the ground, and the fragrant soup poured all over the floor.
The of the palace in the palace quickly bowed her head and knelt down, but she did not dare to come out.
Chu Huainan wiped his cheeks clean and smiled warmly: "Before Xiao Qing entered the palace, she must have heard a lot of rumors in Shengjing, such as the words of the delicate and tender poplar flowers, actively climbing on my dragon couch. The tender poplar flowers are fake, but I She really climbed up the couch on her own initiative. Jiaojiao's body is soft, and her skin is like fat. When she gently whimpers and cries underneath me—"
Before he finished speaking, Jiu Chi Mo Dao pointed at Chu Huainan without emotion.
Chu Huainan looked at the blade that stopped at the tip of his nose, and hatred flashed across his eyes, but a smile appeared on his gentle face.
He stretched out his hand and opened the dragon tent.
Nan Baoyi avoided it.
She met Xiao Yi's gaze in panic.
Xiao Yi stared at her.
The little girl he hid on the apex of his heart was like a waterfall with blue silk, disheveled clothes, heavy make-up, and her lips and jaws were stained with fiery red lips, as if she was kissed by someone.
The tent is full of alcohol.
Xiao Yi's face was gloomy as water.
In the Northern Wei Dynasty, I suddenly heard that there was an accident in Shengjing. He quickly slashed the chaos and countered the 200,000 army. He hurried back to Shengjing with Xingdaiyue. As soon as he entered the city, he heard the discussion from the restaurant and restaurant that the former princess Jing had climbed the new emperor The dragon couch.
He didn't believe it, but...
Xiao Yi said in a deep voice: "Come here."
Nan Baoyi was ashamed and scared, biting her lip and cautiously getting down on the couch, and was about to walk towards Xiao Yi, but was pinched by Chu Huainan viciously.
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