Chapter 830: Beacon Opera Princes (3)

On the beacon tower, Wen Zhining raised his hand to straighten the corolla.
Sister Zhining, do you know why the Third Highness personally sent your father to the practice field? Because he had done tricks in the jail, he asked the death row prisoner to wear a human skin mask and pretend to be your father, so he could not hesitate to drop the death lottery.
Unfortunately, Niang Niang had already calculated his small movements. It was not the death row prisoner who was to the execution ground, but the real Master Wen. It is ridiculous that His Royal Highness did not even know!
Sister Zhining was able to hide in the uncle's house without any problems, not because you hid well, but because the third highness had pleaded with the empress.
Sister Zhining, you blamed your Highness. With that knife, you stabbed the wrong person.
On the shore of the lake last night, those words still echoed clearly in my ears.
Wen Zhining closed his eyes.
After hating for more than 700 days and nights, she realized that she hated the wrong person.
Her bamboo horse is not a lover, he is the most loving and righteous man in the world.
And she, after proclaiming herself famous, she is proud of herself, but she has troubled Chang'an on the night of Shangyuan.
She failed the Wen family's character and the loyalty of the whole family.
Damn her!
The cold wind is facing.
A few strands of long sideburns brushed her cheeks, making her pale and thin.
Like a little fox, the girl suddenly jumped dexterously onto the thick granite ridge.
The snow-white complex skirt bulged up.
She raised her hand to set up a pergola in front of her forehead and looked at the distant ancient city of Chang'an with a sweet smile.
She made a trumpet with her hands and shouted loudly: "You have a heavy son, if there is an afterlife, I will still be a childhood sweetheart with you!"
She raised her head and looked towards the sky at dusk, Xingzi's eyes were as bright as the sun, moon and stars, and she waved her hands vigorously: "Sister, parents, Ning'er is looking for you! Ning'er, I miss you so much!"
A rugged plum blossom grows beside the beacon tower.
The cold wind blows off the fine snow on the branches, and the plum petals fall to the ground.
The girl jumped down from the high beacon tower like a petal of falling flowers.
The white skirt whirled and flew rapidly.
She was so happy, like a young boy who was about to go home to eat in the twilight street.
...
The stars are brilliant.
Nan Baoyi finally fell asleep and sat up with his sleepy eyes, but saw a dense red rope wrapped around his wrist. The other end of the red rope stretched into the tent, and was firmly pulled in the palm of Xiao Yi.
He didn't change his clothes, his pupils were covered with red blood.
Obviously, he hadn't closed his eyes since last night.
Nan Baoyi was funny, and said softly: "Second brother, you won't sit in my account all day, are you? What kind of life event is it worthy of your sleepless night thinking?"
Xiao Yi was noncommittal.
Nan Baoyi stretched out her hand and shook in front of his eyes: "It's weird that you have been staring at me and doing nothing."
Xiao Yi still didn't speak, but watched her carefully.
Seeing that he was in a wicked way, Nan Baoyi was frightened for no reason, and while untying the red rope around his wrist, he blamed it: "Good prince, suddenly became a fool... I don't know what he's doing. "
When she was about to remove the red rope, Xiao Yi held her hand.
He muttered: "Don't untie it."
Nan Baoyi is dissatisfied: "If you don't untie it, will you just tie it up for a lifetime? What if I want to take a bath?"
"I'll be with you."
He is serious.
Nan Baoyi smirked: "Then I want to clarify?"
Xiao Yi thought for a while, and said seriously: "I am standing outside waiting for you, I don't dislike it."
Nan Baoyi's mouth twitched.
Seeing that there was something wrong with Xiao Yi, she had to take his neck coquettishly, and asked in a good voice, "Second brother, what's the matter with you?"
Xiao Yi has deep eyebrows.
The little girl's face was close at hand.
Frost has never been frozen, no brows have been furrowed, or a blue-gray death.
She is fresh, delicate, and clean, like a round and sweet little hibiscus flower.
He said with some difficulty: "Can you tell me the grievances of your past life again? I want to hear them, and I want to hear all the grievances."
Nan Baoyi picked up her fingers with interest: "It's just being miserable in the palace, being flogged by you, humiliated by you, and always called by you, forcing me...oh, those guys Fancy, I am ashamed to say it!"
Xiao Yi's face was ugly.
The sensation that was brewing disappeared in the little girl's nonsense.
When did he force her? !
He gritted his teeth: "Nan Baoyi."
"What are you doing?"
"I will force you once now."
"Woo-"
The curtain fell down.
Outside the lattice window, a full moon just happened.
Early the next morning.
Nan Baoyi got up to dress up, and turned his head to see Xiao Yi leaning against the west window, Xuan Yi Hei Chang, holding his arms staring at her, her thin lips were brighter than usual, and she looked very sexy.
That was what she bit last night...
She blushed, she turned her eyes back unnaturally, and put on Dongzhu earrings to her diamond mirror: "I know I was born good-looking, but you don't have to stare at me from morning to night. It's embarrassing."
Xiao Yi sneered lightly.
This little girl is so thick-skinned, she knows she is ashamed...
If he didn't really like it, for fear that she would disappear again, he wouldn't always stare at her.
He never wanted to experience the feeling that life was better than death in the past life.
He said lightly: "Order the small kitchen to make your favorite bird's nest porridge, as well as scallion oil florets, milk and egg pumpkin soup, assorted glutinous rice cakes, almond bergamot, sesame sugar, and coconut rolls. I will eat it."
Nan Baoyi looked at him in surprise.
This guy is not so accustomed to eating fine, how can it be like the little second of the restaurant in the restaurant today, it is so good to her...
She whispered: "Second brother, do you want to take a concubine? I advise you to dispel this idea as soon as possible, otherwise I will hammer you on the head while you sleep."
There was always a big hammer hidden under her bed.
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There are a few hundred words to make up at night