Clouds obscured the winter sun.

Under the west window, the man's face cage in the shadow, especially cold fuzzy.

How to describe disappointment?

His mother sent him away to other countries for power.

For the sake of power, his mother elevated his father's throne and supported the status of his mother's children in the court.

His mother, for the sake of power, deliberately induced her son to rebel against the Imperial Palace, and brutally killed him, making him sink into the abyss of despair.

This is his mother.

Xiao Yi's jaw curve is cold and hard, and his whole body is filled with a cold and cruel breath.

Nan Baoyi looked up and noticed that he was not in the right mood, so he hugged him more tightly.

Xiao Yi recovered.

The little girl in her arms is tender and fragrant. Danfeng's eyes are full of concern. She hugs her and tries her best to warm him.

He held the girl to his knee in silence.

He bent down and sniffed her sweetness: "Jiaojiao really cares about me."

Nanbao Yi was lying in his arms and said seriously: "after the prince of Dayong left, the first heir to the throne has become the second elder brother. Will you go back to inherit the throne?"

Xiao Yi sneered: "if I want to inherit, I must have the throne to inherit."

Nan Baoyi was stunned.

It seems that the rulers of Dayong do not want to see their two brothers.

She closed her eyes.

In her previous life, she came to Shengjing when she was 15 years old. She witnessed her brother's efforts to expand her power and seize military power.

He tried to be strong, probably just to avenge his brother?

I don't know whether he became emperor Dayong in the end

Xiao Yi stroked her head, and there were more temptations in her voice: "if I go back to Dayong to fight for the throne in the future, will Jiaojiao go back with me?"

He can't stay in South Vietnam all his life.

Man's ambition is to merge with other countries, unify the world, and restore the prosperity of Dayong more than 200 years ago.

Chang'an and the battlefield are his way back.

Nan Baoyi looks into his eyes.

It is very clear that choosing Xiao's game is the same as choosing the bloodbath of the rest of his life.

For example, the risks of the Minjiang dam and JIANMENGUAN pass will be more, not less.

She sipped her lips.

She had tried very hard to get close to him, and only wanted to protect his bright future.

But

With more and more people criticizing and commenting and Shen Yichao killing her, her firm heart suddenly wavered.

There is no denying that she loves Xiao Yi.

However, only relying on the love of two young people can not support a long-term marriage.

Marriage is a matter of two families.

Da Yong Chang'an's idea of family status was thousands of times more serious than that of the South Yue State.

Even if she can endure being looked down upon by the royal family of Dayong, what about her family?

Will the relatives she cares about be ridiculed by the Royal relatives and nobles there?

Will her elders be called "selling women for honor and climbing high branches"?

In fact, she hopes that the family can live with dignity and dignity rather than her own happiness.

Xiao Yi congeals her: "Jiao Jiao Jiao?"

Nan Baoyi raised his head and calmly calmed down: "second brother, our marriage may have to be carefully considered. I think about it carefully. It's only you who agree to marry me, your father, your mother, and many of your elders. I don't even know you're going to marry. "

Xiao Yi Mou color gradually deep: "what do you mean?"

"In front of my elders, you said that before I and Ji, I could reconsider whether to marry you. Now, I want to use that opportunity. " Nanbao Yi was too calm, "Xiao Yi, I want to re-examine your marriage."

The cold wind came through the window.

Xiao Yi's lip line was very tight, and his hands under the wide sleeves clenched into fists.

No winter sun light, halo dyed cold pale.

His face cage in that pale light, for the first time, showed a bit of cold, as well as abandoned stubborn and cool thin.

Since childhood, he lived alone in the remote old loquat courtyard.

No relatives, no brothers, no friends.

He looked at other people's father and son filial piety, brothers and friends respectfully, but he stumbling to grow into a young man. In such a long process, his heart was gradually honed to be cold and vindictive.

So bad he met so warm nanjiaojiao.

But now, this only warmth will also abandon him.

Xiao Yi, hand soldiers and horses, the power of the court and the public, everyone envies.

However, what he rare, really those vulgar things?

His pupils were full of blood, and his palm was like a pair of tongs around the waist of Nanbao clothes. His hegemonic desire for possession was quietly pouring out. He wished that he could not hide the little girl in his golden room, and not allow her to escape or be watched by any manNan Baoyi frowned and her eyes quietly poured out tears.

Xiao Yi's hoop was so tight that her waist and limbs hurt

Xiao Yi slowly recovered.

He read about her ankle injury, read her tears, after all, was defeated first, in front of her tears, soft hearted in a mess.

The fingertips brushed away the broken hair between her forehead.

He whispered: "I really want to refuse your request. I wish I could take you back for my own possession now But what should I do? As soon as I saw nanjiaojiao shed tears, my heart ached badly. "

He had no choice but to bend his lips and scraped the tip of the girl's nose.

"I didn't want to agree, but nanjiaojiao is crying."

Like sigh, like doting.

He was not afraid of the heaven and the earth, the treacherous chaotang waves, and the bloody battles in the battlefield.

He was afraid that the little girl in Nanfu would cry.

In front of her tears, his unyielding iron bone can be turned into soft fingers.

……

At this point, the front yard.

The elders of Nanfu are entertaining Chu Huainan.

Before saying a quarter of an hour, nanmu and Nan Chengli were asked to leave by the bank manager, eager to deal with a complicated account. However, Nan Chengshu was not good at social intercourse, so he just sat there glumly.

In the room, only the wife headed by the old lady was left.

Chu Huainan chatted with them awkwardly for a moment. For a long time, he didn't see nanbaoyi. He also knew that Xiao Yi refused to give them a chance to meet, so he had to get up and leave.

Walking to the veranda, I just hit Nanguang, where the bird is walking back.

Chu Huainan knows him.

In front of him, uncle Wen said

Nanguang was stunned.

Darling, what kind of wind is blowing today that brings the prince's highness to their house?!

He quickly gave the bird cage to his attendants to kowtow to Chu Huai.

Chu Huainan personally helped him: "because of Nanchong Rong's sake, he is also related to Nanfu. Uncle doesn't have to be like this."

It's really Nanguang's long face.

Although Chong Rong is a third grade, she is a concubine after all. The prince's highness takes Yan'er in his eyes. It can be seen that he attaches great importance to the Southern family.

He was so excited that he couldn't even speak clearly: "is the prince going? Why don't you stay for dinner? Grass people and your father also have friendship, naturally you should take good care of this younger generation. Your royal highness, you should stay for a dinner

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