Chapter 945: She raised her head and kissed his thin lips

The breeze was blowing.
It was obviously midsummer, but Nan Baoyi felt a bit of chill.
She stared at Shen Xingshu's tall and tall back, and secretly said that it was not the Shen family who was so overwhelmed by the heights, but Empress Shen.
However, although she sympathized with Empress Shen's experience when she was young, and agreed with her choice for the benefit of the woman, she still could not forgive the mistakes Empress Shen committed to her children.
Poor people must be hateful, about that?
After the Shen family banquet was over, Nan Baoyi and Han Yanliang wandered the streets and lanes of Chang'an City. The two sat on the arch bridge, blowing the evening breeze, overlooking this prosperous capital.
At dusk, the setting sun melted gold, and the long river shimmeringly led to the distance. There were rows of restaurants and pavilions on both sides of the river, and street vendors from all directions came in an endless stream. The warm yellow lanterns lit up successively, illuminating the whole river.
The prosperity of Chang'an is like a picture that is difficult to describe.
Nan Baoyi looked at Han Yan Liang, "Boss Han, over there from Shen's family..."
Han Yanliang carried a wine gourd, raised his head, and gurgled wine into his mouth.
The beauty has a long and thin neck, and her white and charming profile gradually flushed with her wine.
He drank a refreshing drink in one breath, and the cold smoke wiped his lips, and smiled: "He wants to marry me, but I don't want to marry him. Nan Jiaojiao, what good is it to marry? It's not as good as being cheerful when alone. !"
Nan Baoyi took the wine gourd and took a sip.
She knew that Boss Han must have been heartbroken by the two brothers of the Shen family, so she said this.
She returned the wine gourd to her and said with a smile: "It's okay."
As he was talking, Lang Jun, dressed in black uniform, walked onto the arch bridge.
Nan Baoyi winked towards the cold smoke, "Shen Yijue is here..."
Han Yanliang was silent, and muttered: "The ghost will never go away."
Shen Yijue approached and said earnestly: "Originally, there was a dinner party in the restaurant, but you were too anxious to keep you. I brought Yinliang, what do you want to eat, I will take you to eat."
Nan Baoyi wanted to laugh a little while listening.
This old iron knot probably still doesn't know how to chase girls.
It's too honest to invite dinner or something.
Han Yanliang laughed: "I'm annoyed when I see you, where can I eat it?"
Shen Yi's eyebrows were like mountains, and he wanted to say something, Han Yanliang threw away the wine gourd impatiently, jumped down the arch bridge, stepped on the painted boat floating on the river surface, and went straight to the distance.
"Xiaoxiao..."
Shen Yijue murmured, also with light work, chasing her.
Nan Baoyi fiddled with the belt and laughed at herself: "Yes, I was left behind."
As soon as the voice fell, the painting boat on the river suddenly opened its bamboo curtain.
Xiao Sui, who wins snow in white, sat in the boat and said lightly: "Get on the boat."
...
When Nan Baoyi came to the painting boat, he saw that the decoration in the boat was exquisite and luxurious, and the second brother was there.
Xiao Yi sat cross-legged on the mat woven by reeds, took her hand, and rounded her temples and hair for her: "Xiao Sui's boat, we will meet here, no one will know."
Nan Baoyi looked at Xiao Sui.
The fourth prince looked proud and high, but he was quite wink, got up and went to the bow of the boat without saying a word, so as to leave the two of them alone.
Xiao Yi handed her a bunch of candied haws: "I bought it on the way here."
Nan Baoyi took a bite.
The bright red hawthorn fruit is sour, and the icing on the outside adds a bit of sweetness.
She squinted comfortably: "Second brother came to see me, does it mean you miss me?"
The painting boat has no incense, and the air is filled with the sweet and sour taste of hawthorn fruit.
Xiao Yi slowly interlocked with her fingers: "In the past few days, I have been busy deploying troops and scheduling routes. Whenever I am free, I always have Nan Jiaojiao in my head. I used to think, "I don't see you in a day, like three autumns." His poems are too fake. Now that I have tasted it, I know that the facts are worse than they are."
He spoke softly.
The face was still cold and beautiful, but Dan Feng's eyes had too much affection hidden.
Nan Baoyi bends the shining Danfeng eyes.
She raised her head and kissed his thin lips.
Xiao Yi's eyes darkened.
The little girl ate the candied haws. When she kissed him, she had a light hawthorn flavor, sweet and sour, more attractive than any delicacy in the world.
He clasped the little girl's head and kissed her lips domineeringly.
"Well--"
Unexpectedly, Nan Baoyi's unfinished candied haws fell on Xiao Yi's robe, her dark pupils were slightly enlarged, and she stared blankly at the second brother in front of her.
A white and slender hand opened the bamboo curtain indifferently.
Xiao Sui looked at them blankly: "Giving you a chance to be alone is for you to discuss important matters, not for your affection. If you become affectionate, I will come in and sit down."
Being stared coldly, Nan Baoyi's blood rushed to his head, and his white and tender cheeks were red like hawthorn fruit.
She couldn't stand it, and wanted to push Xiao Yi away, but was further imprisoned by the other party.
His chest is hot, and the affection in his eyes is like a deep sea.
As if to confide all his lovesickness and loneliness in this short kiss.
Nan Baoyi: "..."
She blinked her eyes.
Second brother, this is...
I'm not embarrassed, it will be Xiao Sui who is embarrassed?
She rolled her eyes and looked at Xiao Sui.
Xiao Sui's face was black.
He still didn't understand what women have to be close to. They only love rouge gouache and silk satin. It is better for their brothers to talk about the situation in the world and the advantages and disadvantages of horses.
He put down the bamboo curtain, complained and sat on the bow: "No matter, this king will never help you create opportunities to be alone!"
Qingzhou Huafang went down the river and traversed most of the prosperous Chang'an City.
In the painting boat, Xiao Yi finally ended the kiss.
Nan Baoyi punched him unhappily: "I showed a joke!"
Xiao Yi picked up the candied haws that had fallen on the robe: "You, Jiaojiao, don't be ashamed."
Nan Baoyi picked up the handkerchief and wiped the sticky sugar stains on his robe: "Second brother, the relationship between the Shen family and Empress Shen is not as good as we seem to be on the surface. Somehow, I have an instinct. , Dealing with Queen Shen will be easier than we thought."
Xiao Yi sneered: "She should die."
When the word "dead" was mentioned, Nan Baoyi's wiping action paused.
She clenched her palms unconsciously.
The scar on the palm was obviously healed, but she still felt pain at this moment.
She and Empress Shen planted Twin Gu.
Live together and die together, share misfortune and good fortune.
If Queen Shen is killed...
The girl raised her head and opened her mouth to say something. Xiao Yi held her hand and took off the handkerchief in her palm: "You don't need to wipe it, just go back to the palace and let someone wash off the sugar stains."
Nan Baoyi pursed her small mouth.
After hesitating for a long time, there is still no way to say it.
Empress Shen killed so many innocent people, how could she beg her second brother to spare Empress Shen's life because of herself?
Well, let's take a step and look at it.
She curled her eyebrows and hugged Xiao Yi's neck reliantly.
Chang'an Ancient Street is bustling and bustling.
She just wanted to indulge in the joy of this moment.