Chapter 189

It's dusk.

Outside the window, the sky was dark, and it was late to snow.

Aftertaste led two small maid, lit the green gauze lamp, with a group of fire light up, the whole study again bright and warm.

Outside the house, the north wind howled.

Nanbaoyi covers the celadon stove and stares at Shen Yichao's side face.

A moment later, she suddenly pulled up her sleeve and studied ink for him.

She said in a warm voice: "Mr. Shen has the talent of heaven and earth. I admire him. Since the young master is good at observing the sky at night, divination and divination, I wonder if I can help my daughter to calculate the fate of the Southern family? The little girl will give you a lot of money. "

Shen Yichao refused: "boring."

Nan Baoyi choked.

It's also true that she was born into a prince and aristocrat, so she didn't look up to her heavy reward.

She was too lazy to grind ink for him again and continued to warm the stove.

She noticed a piece of paper under the account book.

The small characters in the official script on the paper are very elegant:

thousands of miles away from the red land, the vast number of hungry people; the Qianlong in the abyss, straight up the clouds; the good birds choose the wood, white clothes Qingxiang. Peach blossom evil blood, two generations of country hope.

Nanbao clothes raise eyebrows.

If she is right, she should be referring to the drought and famine in Shu county this year.

Did Shen Yichao even calculate this?

She couldn't help looking at him more.

The young man in white, dignified and self-sustaining under the lamp, is dealing with the account books related to grain.

He looked inhuman, but he also thought about the famine in Shu county. He didn't want the people to die of starvation, so he took the initiative to help?

"The Qianlong is in the abyss, and the clouds are straight up", which is about the officials.

"A good bird chooses a wood, but a white one" refers to Shen Yichao himself.

Only when a good bird chooses a tree to live in, can he choose to be loyal to a powerful minister, can a chicken and a dog rise to heaven.

The last sentence is puzzling.

"Peach blossom evil blood, two generations of country hope..."

She murmured subconsciously.

Shen Yi Chao said coldly, "this is the astrology I divined on New Year's Eve. The first few sentences are easy to understand, but the last one is strange. "Peach blossom" is a robbery. It often refers to disasters caused by women. According to my experience, I fear that there will be evil women. "

Nan Baoyi is silent.

The word "two generations" is too dazzling.

So "peach blossom evil blood" refers to her?

If according to Shen Yichao's explanation, she is the woman who is in trouble

She felt uncomfortable, put down the celadon stove and got up to leave.

Walking into the corridor, it was completely dark.

The snowflakes fluttered and became goose feathers.

She only wore a thin coat and skirt, and her embroidered shoes were very cold on the green bricks.

Since her rebirth, she has never thought of harming unrelated people. Even the famine in Shujun county is trying to save people.

Her greatest wish is to live a good life with her family and to marry a man who is upright, powerful and powerful. How could it become a disaster?

Snowflakes were blown to the eyelashes by the cold wind, some cold.

She rubbed her eyes, but she felt warm.

She raised her head. The Minister of power did not know when to follow her. He was wrapping his ermine cloak on her shoulder.

"Second brother..."

She touched the warm mink and tried to smile sweetly.

She didn't want to be seen wronged.

Xiao Yi looked down at her.

The wind lamp swayed under the eaves, and the cage fire lit up her delicate white face.

Eyes red, clearly wronged to cry out, but still trying to make themselves look delicate and sweet.

In front of him, do you need camouflage?

He reached out and scraped the tip of her nose. "Don't think of yourself as a witch of disaster."

The little girl had repeatedly mentioned the dreams of previous lives in front of him.

If we have to find a person of two generations in accordance with the hexagram, it must be her.

Nanbao Yi lowered his head to play with mink hair and whispered, "I don't want to think about it, but..."

Xiao Yi leaned down and gently picked up her small face. "Nanjiaojiao, how could she be the evil witch?"

Nanbaoyi on his eyes.

Are you comforting her?

Xiao Yi was serious: "you must have good looks and body parts first of all, if you are a disaster to the country! You see, you can barely make it, but you're not very good. There is almost no difference between the front and the back. Who can be seduced by such childishness? "

"Nanbaoyi":.... "

I thank you for your comfort!

I thank your family!

Just brewed out of the sadness disappeared, leaving only the overwhelming shame and anger.

She turned and looked down at her chest.

It's not very flat!

I really want to beat him up!However, on second thought, she was disfigured in the previous life, and she was just a humble maid in the palace. After Xiao Yi's war, she died in the ice cellar alone and miserable.

How can she bring disaster to the country and the people when she is dead?

Shen Yichao's half baked son, the divinatory symbols are not explained correctly, as expected, the heat is not enough!

After thinking it out, she was not angry and glared at Xiao Yi with her neck: "sooner or later, I will have a good figure, very graceful, very graceful that kind of!"

"Jiaojiao is really ambitious."

Xiao Yi praised with a smile.

It's just the aftertaste. It's said that the dinner in Xiaohua hall is ready.

The snow was blowing in the night.

Nanbao Yi, carrying a too wide marten cloak, walked gracefully through the red lacquer corridor, walking quietly and wearing jade.

She curiously said: "second brother, if I am really a disaster, will you spoil me?"

"Nanjiaojiao will never be a disaster."

"Why?"

Winter night is boundless, the wind lamp is brilliant.

Youth negative hand, smile free and easy and gentle: "because brother will cause trouble for you."

It's like a feather arrow hitting the heart.

Nan Baoyi's chest was full of strange feeling, and her face was red and hot for a while.

……

The night was getting deeper.

In the bedroom, the dragon was burning and the lights were very bright.

The lotus leaf makes the bed carefully and looks at the window from time to time.

Since her family came back from Chaowen hospital, she changed her clothes and put on her small face by the window. From time to time, she giggled at the falling snow.

She put Mrs. Huang Xi Tang into the bed, untied the curtain, and called, "Miss, it's late. It's time to go to bed."

Miss did not seem to hear, still bent her eyes and smile.

It is not too cold for the cold snowflakes to fall on the face.

She had to raise her voice: "Miss, are you going to sleep tonight? Tomorrow morning, there will be guests in the mansion to pay New Year's greetings. "

After shouting, he noticed that the sandalwood of Nanbao clothes was scattered in the waist, which made the waist unbearable.

The bedclothes are slightly open, revealing the delicate white neck and clavicle. In the lower part, the lines are slightly undulating, which has begun to take on the graceful beauty of a young girl.

The girl in the year of Cardamom is like a tender willow in spring. When winter is deep and spring is shallow, she begins to draw strips quietly, and gradually fades away the mellow and childish state of childhood.

"Lotus leaf," Nan Baoyi's eyebrows and eyes are crooked, "I just had dinner with my second brother, but I already miss him a little. Also do not know why, often think of him, some face red heart hot. Well, he probably made me sick again

The lotus leaf shook her head.

My young lady is more and more crazy and stupid, and I don't know what nonsense she is talking about.

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