Chapter 737

He thought of the words that the woman scolded his little girl. The cold and bloody blood filled his brows and eyes, and his thin lips quietly pulled up a cruel arc.

He'll settle with her.

After the hall was cleared.

Xiao Yi restrained his evil feelings and turned to nanbaoyi: "Jiao --"

before he opened his mouth, he saw nanbaozhu, Ji Zhenzhen, weichi and others around the little girl, asking for help, as if afraid that she would be wronged.

He shut up in silence.

Just at this time, the maid came over and said that the lunch was ready.

The old lady nodded and looked at Xiao Yi with fear.

She did not expect that this guy should worship Si Li.

Go round and round, Jiaojiao son and this guy mix together again!

Qian Shangyu had already had a sweetheart, but he came to discuss the marriage. Behind him, there must be someone who was willing to help the flames. There was no need to think about it. He was probably related to Xiao Yi's enemies.

A sense of powerlessness rose in the old man's heart.

She couldn't show a good face to Xiao Yi. She said lightly, "Your Highness, our family is going to have dinner."

The implication is that you can go away.

Xiao Yi nodded: "I don't know where the dining room is?"

The old lady was silent.

Jiang chuckled and comforted the old lady, and somehow arranged a seat for Xiao Yi.

The winter solstice is a big festival.

Jiang suihan also came from the hospital for a banquet. After lunch, the younger generation gathered together to form two tables in the warm pavilion to talk and play with each other. Under the leadership of nanbaozhu, he played shooting. In winter, he was full of fun.

Nan Baoyi watched the excitement for a moment and quietly left the table in the name of changing clothes.

She walked alone in the back garden without a maid.

It's extremely cold today. The sky is stacked with dark clouds. A thick layer of white frost has congealed on the withered vegetation. Even the water surface of the pond is covered with thin ice. The wind blowing on the face seems to be carrying ice dregs, which is slightly stinging.

Nan Baoyi squatted down by the pond.

Hand down on the surface of the pool, thin ice broken, cold water bone.

In my mind, I can't help but come up with those vicious words of Wenya.

A hen that can't lay eggs

Carry on the family line

Shame to death

Lonely and old.

The girl closed her eyes and her red eyes were like a peach blossom.

Tears fall from the eyelashes, rippling on the surface of the pond.

She is not so strong in front of outsiders. She is a married woman. Every time she sees Xiao Yi teasing ah weak, she wants a child of her own, but not for the sake of inheriting the family, but for love.

However, God gave her a chance to start over again, but deprived her of the right to love as a mother.

Nan Baoyi buried his head in his arm and sobbed sadly.

The sky was white, and the cold wind was blowing, and the snow was falling in the pond and garden.

A paper umbrella of ink and water, tilted to cover the wind and snow for Nanbao clothes.

The fragrance of mountains and waters is pure and lonely, just like the appearance of a young prince.

Xiao Yi dropped his eyes and looked at the little girl squatting on the ground: "the kitchen sent dumplings to the warm Pavilion. If you don't eat them, you should be eaten by nanbaozhu."

Nanbao Yi choked: "I don't eat dumplings..."

Xiao Shan squatted down beside her.

The little girl's white face was crimson and wet, like a delicate flower wet by rain and dew.

Black grape like pupil beads, filled with a layer of water mist, very aggrieved.

Xiao Yi curved his lips with a smile: "is it shameful to cry like this?"

Although it is a joke, the tone is very gentle.

Nanbao Yi raised her hand and wiped her tears, but she cried more fiercely.

Xiao Yi coaxes a way in a low voice: "what can't lay an egg hen, don't listen to that woman talking nonsense."

Nan Baoyi sobbed and raised his eyes to see him, hoping that he could say something nice.

"Xiao Xiang" is a real consolation

Cockfight

Nanbaoyi's small face is gradually distorted.

She can't get rid of the chicken, right?!

Tears were forced to go back, she did not pay attention to Xiao Yi, angry to turn around and go.

"Nanjiaojiao --"

Xiao Yi grabbed her little hand.

He collected the joke, and Ying Jun's face was full of solemnity: "I have said that I don't care whether you can have children, why don't you believe me? Well, I'll go to find Jiang suihan and ask him for a bowl of medicine to kill his children. I'll drink it. If you want to come, you will believe it. "

He said, put the paper umbrella into nanbaoyi's hand, turned and left.

Nanbao Yi was stunned on the spot.

When she regained her consciousness, she dropped her umbrella and trotted to hold Xiao Yi's sleeve corner.

She looked up at him, Danfeng's eyes were even scarlet and moist.

She scolded: "if you dare to go, I will never pay attention to you in my life!""Do you believe me or not?"

Nanbaoyi is cold and stubborn: "you don't care now, but when you are 30 years old? When you're white haired? At that time, can you say that you don't care? At that time, wouldn't you hate me? "

"Hate?"

Xiao Yi stares at her.

For a long time, he pulled his thin lips ironically.

He slowly opened her white fingers, turned around, and stepped into the snow without hesitation.

The girl stood alone in the snow.

Snowflakes fell on her cheek and turned into crystal drops.

She watched Xiao Yi's back go away. She didn't know why he was angry.

She began to cry again.

Season Zhen Zhen picked up the ink umbrella in the snow.

She walked silently to the back of Nanbao clothes to cover the snow for her.

She looked at nanbaoyi's sad and crying appearance, and thought about the words Xiao daoyan had just said to her. She secretly said that Xiao daoyan must love Baoyi sister very much.

Baoyi elder sister is loved by the sun like characters like Yong Wang. She certainly doesn't like others. She has a lot of bitterness and loss in her heart.

Some feelings are not allowed by the etiquette and law of the world.

Maybe it's time for her to get married.

At the winter solstice banquet in Nanfu, nanbaoyi and Xiaoyi are separated in displeasure.

In the past few days, she only lives in her bedroom, reading and listening to lotus leaves. She just can't listen to them.

Lotus leaf, they are talking about the Qian family.

It is said that Sili yamen sealed up all the shops of the Qian family, checking accounts every day.

She closed the book and looked out of the window.

Under the dark green eaves, there is a row of crystal clear ice edges. The wind chimes made of black jade and bamboo knots hang in the eaves corner, and there is a thin layer of snow. There is no letter inside.

Her heart was filled with pain.

That man, always pulling her heart.

She thought of him when she was reading, and she thought of him when she saw snow. She could not help but think of him even when she looked at the ink jade bamboo knot that she had written with him.

The word "love" is only a few dozen strokes. How can it be so difficult?

The snow blows over Chang'an city.

The wind chimes on the eaves are crisp and Dingling.

……

Prison.

The girl named Wenya was kneeling on the ground by two jailers, unkempt and incessantly begging for mercy.

On the desk not far away, there is a bowl of hot soup, which tastes bitter and strong.

The young royal highness, dressed in a dark and black brocade robe, stood with his hand in a cool and noble manner, holding a brocade handkerchief in one hand, and covering his mouth and nose gently.

Ignoring the girl's crying, he said casually, "my king and Wenya, tell a story?"

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