Chapter 815: I really want to blow up Xiao Yi's dog head

Nan Baoyi was startled: "Huh? Huh?!"
When she recovered, the skirt and jacket had been stripped off neatly.
The young girl was nestled in the tent in horror, like a lamb to be slaughtered.
The tent is down.
The figures in the tent churned violently.
"Xiao Yi, you are so courageous!" Nan Baoyi kicked and kicked, pouting her little butt, and hurriedly planing under the quilt and pillow, "The shackles, the shackles of my Colosseum!"
The cold thing touched Nan Baoyi's ankle.
There was a "click".
Nan Baoyi turned around in disbelief.
On the slender white ankle, the iron lock was fastened.
Xiao Yi's face was cold and wild, and her brows were dull and playful, and she stroked her back: "Jiaojiao, dear...I have endured it for a long time. If I want to come tonight, I won't be interested."
The fingertips brought a tingling of the spine.
Interesting ghost!
Nan Baoyi wanted to cry without tears, and wanted to blow up Xiao Yi's dog head!
A weak standing alone outside the fan.
The little guy is holding a gorgeous peony, grievances on his pink and tender face.
He sneaked over from Songheyuan tonight, just to stay together with Aye A-niang, and then give the peony flower carefully cultivated by the gardener to A-niang.
But they would rather fight and quarrel in the house than play with him.
A Weak pursed his mouth and left sadly along the veranda.
Turning the corner, he ran into a little lady.
The little lady sculpted jade with powder, tied two small balls, the sky-blue hairband fell on her shoulders, and the fluffy rabbit fur collar made her small face round and white.
Behind her, there were several older maidservants.
A weak startled: "Who are you?"
The little lady folded her hands on her chest in a regular manner. She looked like a family girl. She said with a voice, "I am a girl from the Pei family. Uncle sees that the two brothers are not going home at midnight, allow me Come and find it."
A weak tilted his head and looked at her curiously.
He lived in the mansion for a long time, except for his uncle from the Nan family.
Moreover, the uncle of the Nan family was very stupid, as slow as his grandfather, only knowing that he was crying and crying, and he could never play with him.
He thought for a while, and gave the peony flower to the little lady of Pei's family: "Send you a flower, you will call my brother in the future, will you be a playmate with me?"
The little lady of the Pei family was picky and articulate: "A peony is just a mere peony, and she wants to buy me? What's more, I will be five years old after the Chinese New Year. You seem to be younger than me. Why do you call your brother?"
A weak grievance.
After the Chinese New Year, he was only four years old.
He is smaller than the little lady!
A weak thought for a while, and pleased: "My name is Xiao Dingzhao, I will take you to find your two elder brothers, you can playmate with me, OK?"
"Huh!" The little lady of the Pei family raised her chin proudly, "Abo said, there is no such thing as a pie in the world. Xiao Lang will definitely approach me when he sees my beauty. I only make friends with celebrities in the world, you I don’t want to be a playmate with you because I am unknown."
The little girl left proudly.
The maids held back their laughs, secretly saying that this pair of children was really funny, and they followed up with Miss Pei.
Ah weak stood on the veranda.
Even the peony in his arms drooped its flowers as if withered.
There was a sneer not far away.
Xiao Zi re-turned the Beauty Relief, and came with his hand in a desperate manner: "At a young age, the hair is not as long as she is, and I dare to miss the little lady of Pei's family... Yes, Xiao Dingzhao, courageous!"
A weak didn't like him, and pouted to leave.
Xiao Zizhong squatted down on one knee in front of him, then took out a bag of golden beans and shook it: "Xiao Dingzhao, I am your third uncle. If you answer a few questions, I will give you the golden beans, okay? "
"The poor don't eat what comes!"
The little guy turned his head proudly.
"Oh, you are quite spine?" Xiao Zizhong was amused. "Then you answer a few questions, and I will tell you the name of the little lady of the Pei family, OK?"
The name of the little lady...
A weak swallowed.
The black grape-like eyes were crystal clear, and he said crisply: "Then ask."
Xiao Zizhong smiled: "I heard that your mother is Xiao Daoyan's concubine, what is her name, where is she from, and how good is the relationship with Xiao Daoyan?"
According to his observation, Xiao Daoyan and Nan Baoyi are very affectionate.
He did not believe that Xiao Daoyan would have a concubine.
Even the concubine gave birth to his flesh and blood.
A weak muttered: "They are just children, don't they remember those things."
"Then what do you remember, tell your third uncle."
Weak tried to recall: "Aunt He Ye said, Auntie He Ye respects my biological mother very much, and they are very good sisters. Auntie He Ye also learned from my biological mother. Aunt He Ye also said, My biological mother Very demeanor, like the jewel of the official family."
Nan Baoyi's respectful woman...
Bai Yuwu...
Coupled with the birth time of Ah Wei...
Everything is right.
Xiao Zi groaned heavily and couldn't help laughing mockingly.
Xiao Daoyan is really!
He secretly saved the prince's brother's flesh and blood, but didn't let him know about it!
No wonder, no wonder Nan Baoyi invited Ning Ning to play in Nanfu, and specially brought Xiao Dingzhao over to show her. It turned out that Xiao Dingzhao was the child of Emperor Wen Tong's wife!
This couple is really...
They have endured so much by themselves, but they refused to tell him, asking him to help share the burden.
Sure enough, take him as an outsider!
Xiao Zizhong wiped his face irritably.
A weak expectation: "Uncle, what is the name of the little lady of Pei's family?"
"Boudoir's name?"
Xiao Zi gave him a complicated look.
Pity his prince elder brother Guangfeng Jiyue is as gentle as jade, his emperor sister-in-law knows Dali gentle and gentle, their baby was raised into such a ghost by Xiao Daoyan!
He started mocking: "At a young age, even if the hair is not full, I started to think about the little lady... and dare to ask the girl's name, do you know how to write your name? Go back and play your mud ball!"
A weak eyelashes flickered.
This third uncle is too damning!
Too damnable!
He secretly clenched his small fist.
At this moment, Wen Zhining rubbed his sleepy eyes and came out of the wing with a pillow in his arms: "Noisy."
Xiao Zi saw her wearing thin clothes again, and hurriedly greeted her: "Ning Ning..."
A Qiang looked at his third uncle's courteous appearance and slowly raised his eyebrows.
He has an innocent face and a milky voice: "Uncle San, you are not a kid anymore, please mature a little bit and stop hitting my mother-in-law. This kind of thing like bed climbing in the middle of the night should never happen again. Uncle, goodbye!"
He politely waved his small hand, brushed his clothes away after the incident, hiding his merit and fame deeply.
Xiao Zizhong almost spit out a mouthful of old blood!
When did he miss Nan Baoyi!
When did he crawl into bed in the middle of the night!
He turned to Wen Zhining in a panic, "Ningning, listen to my explanation--"
"dirty."
The girl shut him out indifferently.
Xiao Zizhong: "..."
Fuck!
He really wanted to strangle that troublesome nephew!
The third day of the first month.
Because of Zhao Xiaoman's death, Nan Baoyi has been so busy these days, but can't find out.
After returning from Zuihuayin, she saw that the mansion had received a lot of letterheads.
She opened the envelope sent to her.
The snow-white hard floral paper was cut into a post shape, painted with lively New Year patterns, among which the lanterns were staggered high and low, there were double-shuttles striking the chimes, and the noble children were chatting and laughing around the low case.
It was the scene of their New Year's Eve party.
One of the girls wore a grimace mask on the face.
It's the dead Zhao Xiaoman.
Nan Baoyi's hands trembled and opened the post hesitantly.
There is only one sentence on the post:
On the night of the full moon, the beast face revels, and the sinner will die.
The handwriting is angry and sharp, which shows how much hatred the writer holds.
Xiao Yi glanced at the content above and said lightly: "On the night of Dayong’s Shangyuan, the people like to flock to the streets to celebrate. People wear animal masks, men wear clothes for women, and they advocate miscellaneous tricks and strange shapes. It seems the murderer, Will appear on the night of Shang Yuan."
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"People wear animal masks, men wear women's clothes, advocating good and miscellaneous tricks, weird and alien" from "Northern History"
The fifteenth carnival of the first lunar month in the north after the Northern Wei Dynasty, the first sign of the Lantern Festival