Chapter 937: The one who has no fertility is Lu Yan

"Nonsense?" Nan Baoyi asked crisply, "Everyone here has heard what Mrs. Lu said, why did I become nonsense?"
"you--"
Mrs. Lu was furious.
Regarding the lipstick, she beat Changan ladies invincible.
Unexpectedly, one day I can't even talk about this junior Nan Baoyi!
But thinking that the purpose of showing off today has been achieved, she doesn't feel so uncomfortable.
She smiled with her arms akimbo: "You are jealous, jealous that my family Ayan got two children at once! Since we are crying and begging to marry Ning Fanhua in, then you should cherish her, I'll wait to see your jokes!"
After speaking, he twisted his toes and walked outside.
The two concubines looked at each other and followed their mother-in-law.
Lu Yan smiled provocatively at Ning Fanhua, and then left.
After the Lu family made a big fuss, the happy atmosphere in the hall was wiped out.
Seeing that his grandmother was very angry, Nan Baoyi couldn't help but move his mind with unhappy faces as well.
She quickly picked up the younger brother in Cheng Yerou's arms and smiled: "I heard that Xiao Sui'an can sing. Can Xiao Sui'an sing a song for us? Look at your great-grandmother, pouting like a little girl. , Xiao Sui An coaxes her!"
The girl's voice was sweet and soft.
The angry old lady was amused and amused by the phrase "pouting like a little girl". She took Nan Baoyi's hand and poked her white and tender forehead helplessly, too much spoiled: "You!"
After having lunch with the family, Nan Baoyi returned to the Chaowenyuan.
She sat in front of the makeup cushion, looked at the bronze mirror calmly, and slowly took off the pearl earrings.
Both Mrs. Lu and Lu Yan are not fuel-efficient lamps. They dared to come to provoke them the next day after getting married at someone's house, which shows how much they like to do things in their hearts.
It is a pity that she is very short-term, and she does not allow anyone to target her home.
Now that you have already carried the name of a traitorous minister, it is better to carry it to the end.
Nan Baoyi removed the jade hairpin ring and changed into his normal clothes, and wrote two letters at the desk, asking Taste Xin to give it to Jiang Suihan and Han Yanliang.
Aftertaste served her to clean her hands, curious: "What did the princess write?"
Nan Baoyi curled her lips and smiled: "Secret."
Three days later.
In the restaurant on Chang'an Avenue.
Nan Baoyi leaned against the window and raised the bamboo curtain.
The opposite pavilion is towering, and the words "Drunk Flower Yin" are inscribed on the plaque.
After Xiao Zizhong and Wen Zhining left, the garden was bought by Xie Alou at a high price and established as a secret base for the second brother, the Zhou family, and the others.
Today they still often gather together in the drunk flowery shade, but never call her again.
In their eyes, her Nan Baoyi is just a traitor...
"What are you thinking?"
The slender jade hand painted with crisp red Dankou raised the white and tender jaw of Nan Baoyi from the side.
Nan Baoyi looked back.
Boss Han combs a high bun, wide-sleeved skirt and skirt for the wind, holding a gold pipe in one hand, his brows are all charming.
Nan Baoyi smiled and said, "I just quit smoking, but I smoked it again."
The cold smoke spit out the smoke ring, and his squinted eyes were a little bit blurred: "Life is short, just have fun in time. That's right—"
She bowed her head and took out a thin account book from her sleeve: "You wrote to me three days ago and asked me to help check the foundation of the Lu family. I have used all the power of Tianshu and have found a small part of the accounts. Look. Does it work?"
Nan Baoyi opened.
The Lu family was responsible for important activities such as royal sacrifices, offering sacrifices to the heavens for hundreds of officials, and receiving foreign envoys. For generations, officials were ceremonial officials. But just looking at these pages of private accounts, the problem is already very serious.
The Lu family embezzled most of the money allocated by the treasury.
The smoke is full, and the elegant room is filled with the sweet smell of tobacco.
The cold smoke cooled the temples and shattered hair, and said faintly, "The Lu family is very vigilant, and the account books are very strict. Don't look at the few pages of paper in your hand, but I sacrificed two dead men to get it. "
"enough."
Nan Baoyi was warm.
The empress sacrificed to heaven and earth, but used inferior incense candles and offerings.
Disrespect to the gods and Shanhe Sheji, enough for the Lu family to drink a pot.
Nan Baoyi collected the account books and said: "I wrote to ask Jiang Suihan. He said that he took the pulse for the second sister Ning. The constitution of the second sister Ning is very easy to conceive. On the situation."
Han Yanliang: "So you suspect that it is Lu Yan who is infertile? But the two concubines of the Lu family are not pregnant—"
She suddenly thought of something and stopped talking in surprise.
She knocked the cigarette pipe on the window sill: "Do you suspect that those two concubines have liaison with others?"
Nan Baoyi nodded: "I have to bother Tianshu to spread the news for me. Mrs. Lu personally came to the door and made my whole family unhappy. I have to give her a gift, right?
Han Yanliang raised her eyebrows and looked at her.
At the age of eighteen or nineteen, the girl's opened face is exceptionally delicate and bright, but her eyes are full of cunning and aura, like a scheming little vixen.
She couldn't help laughing: "I remember the first time I saw you, you came to Yulouchun to buy from me Liu's deeds. At that time, you were very naive, with one thousand taels of deeds. I called 10,000 taels for you. The promise was refreshing... At that time, I thought that it was the jewel in the hands of the richest man in Jinguan City. He was rich and simple in mind. I didn’t expect that Nan Jiaojiao nowadays is more and more admiring me."
Nan Baoyi was equally surprised.
She was incredible: "Boss Han, you actually cheated me for nine thousand taels!"
Han Yanliang was funny: "Is it your money that was pitted? Isn't it my master?"
Nan Baoyi thinks about it too.
Thinking about running Yulouchun with Han Yanliang in the past, she couldn't help but laughed, and she liked the beauty around her even more.
She said: "I have to go into the palace to complain to Queen Shen, do you want to be together?"
Han Yanliang smoked a cigarette lazily: "No."
Nan Baoyi walked two steps outside the house, remembering something, and suddenly turned around: "Boss Han, you have been back to Chang'an for so long, haven't you seen your grandfather?"
Old Yin is still under house arrest in the palace.
A touch of unnaturalness appeared on the cold smoke and cool face.
She lowered her eyelashes and knocked the pipe: "I saw it earlier. Aweng...too enthusiastic, he is so cold, and he likes to listen to my childhood, I am really not used to it."
Nan Baoyi thinks about it too.
Boss Han is accustomed to loneliness. When she was in Luoyang City, she was very embarrassed when she and the Yin Chaozong brothers and sisters were facing each other, not to mention the stranger Aweng who had no common language with the older generation.
She held the cold and smoky hand: "Feelings are nurtured. Maybe the old man is thinking about you! The old man is the easiest to be lonely. Even if you just go over and listen to him, he will be very satisfied. Go see him? "
Han Yanliang's face was tangled, but his eyes meant to go.
Aweng loves her.
When I first met, I gave her candy, treated her as a child, complained that Yin Snian abandoned his wife and abandoned his daughter, and did not mention that there might be a daughter in Jinguan City until many years later.
After he heard that, he quickly sent someone to Jinguan City to find her, but was quietly blocked by Yulouchun's aunts.
Aon treats her better than her mother.
She is rarely shy: "Then, then go..."