Chapter 861: Happy for me

The long spring wind gently blows his white clothes.
Obviously weak and invincible, but self-contained.
Nan Baoyi looked at Xiao Yi curiously.
Speaking of it, this is also the first time the second brother has seen Xiao Sui.
The second elder brother has a mountain of eyebrows and a distant and indifferent tone: "It's important to take care of your body."
Xiao Sui smiled rarely, like a peach blossom branch in spring, a handful of melting ice and snow.
He twisted a Buddhist bead, and said: "Since I hit you back to Beijing, I have been thinking about Dingzhao, and I always want to see him. Another day, I will ask my brother to allow me to visit."
"natural."
Ding Zhao is Ah weak's name.
Nan Baoyi put her cheeks on her cheeks. For some reason, she always felt that the Four Highnesses seemed to know Ah Wei's life experience. His Danfeng eyes were deep but clear, as if he could see all mundane things in the world.
Xiao Sui asked carefully: "Ding Zhao is now four years old, can you ask a master to enlighten him? How many characters have you learned, and what books have you read? Kungfu, body, and other things should also be practiced. I specially prepared for him. It is a rich meeting ceremony, ten boxes of ancient books, he should be happy if he wants to come."
Nan Baoyi was drinking fruit wine, almost spewing out after hearing this.
Ten boxes of ancient books...
She felt that Ah weak would not be happy!
Xiao Yi replied: "I have been enlightened. He is asked to read books for two hours a day and practice the exercises for one hour every day. You can also learn about piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy. Don't worry."
Xiao Sui nodded: "We still have to supervise more, we can't make him lazy."
Nan Baoyi chatted.
When the two brothers met, they even talked about parenting.
Being forced to study by the second brother, a big demon king, is not enough. Now that Xiao Sui is added to this demon king, Ah Wei's future will be really miserable...
There was wind on the side of the stream, and the apricot blossoms fell on the food table like heavy snow.
Xiao Sui covered his lips and coughed violently, and his cheeks turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The maid was anxious: "His Royal Highness can't bear the wind and cold, and the slave and maid will send you back to the palace?"
Xiao Sui coughed, raised his eyes to look at Nan Baoyi, and said warmly: "Can Nan Da Ren send me back to the palace? After receiving the marriage decree, he still doesn't know what Nan Da Ren is, and wants to speak with Nan Da Ren alone. "
"what……"
Nan Baoyi hesitated.
She subconsciously looked at Xiao Yi.
The second elder brother always had a cold face, and just had a very happy chat with His Four Highnesses. He didn't care about it.
Thinking of this, she stood up with her eyebrows bent: "The Weichen sent His Royal Highness back to the palace."
Pushing Xiao Sui's wheelchair, she walked along the flower path when she came and went.
The looks of the two of them are also the best in the world, and they are all dressed in white clothes. The people by the stream watched them go away among the flowers. They couldn't help but admire the appearance of the talented woman.
Xiao Yi shook his glass of wine, his eyes darkened.
Wei Chuchu, who had been embarrassed for a long time, finally found a chance to speak, and hurriedly pulled the girl behind him, and introduced maliciously: "His Royal Highness, this is my concubine, Wei Xiaolian, that is, you are about to marry. Concubine Yong Yong. Little pity, why don't you please greet your highness?!"
The palace was full of prosperity, but Wei Xiaolian wore only unfit old clothes.
It was obviously picking up clothes that Wei Chuchu didn't want.
She was short and dark, and her makeup was very rough, because the powder and eyebrows used were too low-quality. After the spring sun, most of her face melted. The black eyebrows and red rouge melted together, making her look funny and embarrassed.
She drooped her head deeply, not daring to look at Xiao Yi more, and said respectfully: "The courtier's daughter, Xiao Lian, please greet your highness, your highness is blessed!"
Because she was too nervous, she looked very petty.
Wei Chuchu smiled contemptuously.
She understood that Empress Shen wanted to humiliate the Royal Highness.
She deliberately said: "The courtier sister, she doesn't know how to calligraphy and calligraphy, and she doesn't know a lot of characters, but she is very good at washing, cooking and raising children. She wants to be a good match for her highness. Little pity, don't you add wine to your highness?"
Wei Xiaolian quickly said yes.
She knelt down and sat beside Xiao Yi cautiously, pouring her wine with her sleeves in arms.
Xiao Yi glanced at her hand.
Her finger joints are thick and full of thick calluses, which shows that she is used to rough work, and she is not as good as a maid in the Wei family.
He remembers that Nan Jiaojiao, who was in the Shengjing Palace in the previous life, was also abused.
Wei Xiaolian, an outsider, doesn't have to embarrass her too much.
He knocked on the food case, his gaze flicked across Wei Chuchu's face, and slowly fell on Shen Yichao's face.
He said softly: "This king remembers that I told Shen Xiaolang that night that I will beat you once when I see you, until he is killed."
Shen Yichao was silent.
In the past half month, he was much thinner, and the noble Langjun who used to win the snow in white clothes, now looks like a gloomy sick seed.
Wei Chuchu glanced at him secretly.
She quarreled with her husband, and has not yet reconciled.
Participating in this spring banquet is also with the heart of reconciliation with him.
She immediately defended and said: "What nonsense is His Royal Highness King Yong's talking about? My husband is now entering the official career, he is the imperial court order officer, you are a casual prince, how can you—"
Before he finished his words, Xiao Yiman casually picked up the flask.
"boom"!
With a crisp sound, he smashed the white porcelain jug on Shen Yichao's head.
The feast by the stream stopped suddenly, and everyone looked at them in horror.
Shen Yichao was still sitting upright, his head was broken by the hip flask, and the blood rolled down along the handsome face, looking particularly shocking.
Wei Chuchu screamed in disbelief.
She hugged Shen Yichao quickly, and said in horror: "Xiao Daoyan what are you doing? Are you crazy?! My husband is the nephew of the empress, the noble son of the famous Shen family!"
Xiao Yi stood with his hands in a defiant posture.
He smiled: "This king sees him as unpleasant, so what if he hit him? This king is still the son of the empress' empress, the second son of the royal family's Xiao family."
"you--"
Wei Chuchu couldn't say that he was angry, but he could only swallow his anger and wipe the blood stains on Shen Yichao's face with a handkerchief.
She cried: "Husband, King Yong deceived too much, let's sue the empress!"
Shen Yichao didn't seem to notice the pain.
He rolled his eyes and looked at Shen Yijue and Han Yanliang.
Brother looked at him quietly, and didn't stand up for him as before.
Han Yanliang didn't even give him a straight eye, leaning over the stream, holding the wide skirt in one hand, and catching the drinking cup that was falling down the river with the other.
Shen Yichao was numb.
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the other side.
Nan Baoyi pushed her wheelchair, and before she left the Imperial Garden, the other party motioned her to stop.
Xiao Sui transferred her wheelchair and looked at her seriously, "Happy for me."
Nan Baoyi was startled: "Huh?"
"A normal wedding takes three months. Chongxi is the fastest way to get married."
"Um, are you misunderstanding something, I don't want to marry—"
"At the wedding, you must seize the opportunity to find Elder Yin and persuade him to lead the local family to join your brother. He once slaughtered all the people for you, Nan Baoyi, you owe him a peaceful life."
Apricot blossoms are like snow, and Buddha bells are crisp.
Xiao Sui lightly twisted the Buddha beads. He was obviously a noble prince with a beautiful appearance, but he looked like a Buddhist evildoer. The dark pupils were like a mirror, clearly glancing through the past and present.
Nan Baoyi stared at the boy who was close to the demon in Zhiduo, and the hexagrams of the year suddenly appeared in his mind:
Thousands of miles in the red land, hungry and dying; Qianlong is in the abyss, and the blue clouds are straight up; the good birds choose the wood, and the white clothes are beautiful; the peach blossoms and the blood, the hope of the two generations.
Could it be that the so-called "white clothes Qingxiang" does not refer to Shen Yichao, but to...
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see you tomorrow