Chapter 1115

Nanbaoyi didn't want to do much.

But king Yong's marriage is not a trivial matter. All the dignified officials and rich businessmen in Chang'an city came to celebrate with heavy gifts, for fear that they would be too late to flatter.

Nan Baoyi was busy in the new boudoir with her family members until late at night, and finally took a breath when the guests were over.

She held the fan in one hand and the heavy Golden Peony corolla on the bun in the other. She was disgusted that the Corolla was too heavy when she heard the fan being pushed open.

She looked away.

The man with a touch of wine, and the moon stepped into the threshold, his hair between the red silk was blown up by the night wind, the appearance under the light is handsome, very beautiful.

See him look over, she rabbit like quickly put up a fan block face.

Xiao Yi bent his thin lips.

It's not the first time to get married. The little girl is so ashamed.

He closed the door and said, "all day long, but tired?"

Nanbaoyi nodded.

Xiao Yi sat by the couch, took her little hand and put down the golden silk fan.

Red candle luxuriant, his newly married Princess face if lotus, beautiful, in his heart, is the best looking beauty in the world.

He raised his hand to caress her small face: "good looking."

Nanbaoyi's cheek was redder, and he didn't open his eyes unnaturally: "I said you don't have to do anything big. You have to be so busy. It's not the first time we've been married. It's known all over the city. Maybe someone will laugh at me. "

"Ten li red make-up, they envy all too late, how dare to laugh at you? What's more... " Xiao Yi said seriously, "what's more, I don't just want to give you a name, but also want to get married in a big sedan chair. People all over the world know that nanbaoyi is Xiao daoyan's official princess, not a concubine, not an outside room, but a princess who is passing by the door, and a Xiao's bride who wants to join me in the Royal genealogy."

It's just a simple remark.

Nanbaoyi listen, but quietly red eyes.

She didn't want Xiao Yi to see her tears, so she quickly turned her head and said, "as long as you can speak Ah, my golden crown is so heavy that my neck is bent Where did you make the hair crown? Take it off for me quickly... "

Xiao Yi motioned to her to turn her back to him. As she pulled out the small hairpins that fixed the golden crowns, she said, "if you don't like it, I'll take it to melt it tomorrow and make some new jewelry."

"I'm not going to do it." Nanbaoyi reluctantly hugged the Golden Peony crown, "such a beautiful golden crown is bent neck, I want to wear it too!"

"Little money buff."

Xiao Yi sneered lightly.

He rubbed the little girl's long black hair, bowed his head and kissed her heart.

He also took out a pair of delicate gold scissors, cut off a lock of green silk of him and nanbaoyi, tied them together with red rope, and hid them in the sandalwood brocade box.

"Married..."

Nanbaoyi whispers.

Xiao Yi picked up her small face and bowed his head to kiss her deeply.

From now on, he would like to be in love with nanjiaojiao.

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In November, the first snow of this winter fell in Chang'an city.

A spacious and luxurious carriage came from the north, slowly passed through the official road, entered the city gate, and went straight to King Yong's mansion.

The carriage was well furnished with incense burning in the corner.

The gentleman with dark purple fur leans on the cot, with black sandalwood beads hanging on his fingertips. His drooping eyelashes are too long to cover his pupils. He is quietly flipping the pages of the book.

When Xu saw something interesting, he laughed silently. The light and shadow of winter came through the window. It was really red lips and white teeth, beautiful and soft.

Qin Feng, the little eunuch who was waiting on the side, couldn't help laughing.

Ever since the death of the late emperor and the departure of the southern girl from the royal court, the master has been expressionless all day, dealing with family and state affairs like a color carved puppet without emotion. It is even more gloomy and terrifying than when he was in Shengjing city in the past, as if he lost the ability to smile.

In order to make the master happy, he thought for a long time and specially asked someone to buy a script written by Miss Nan. It was obviously a very simple and childish story, but the master often read it, and occasionally he would smile, which made him very happy.

He poured a cup of hot tea for Gu Chongshan, opened the curtain and looked into the street.

Chang'an is prosperous.

Because it's winter, every household's eaves are covered with bacon and dried fruits and vegetables, and the people on the street look rich. This year of Dayong is about a bumper harvest year.

He turned back and said, "master, we have entered the city, and we are about to arrive at King Yong's house."

Gu Chongshan made a sound.

It took another half an hour for the carriage to drive into the street where King Yong's mansion was located.

Qin Feng lifts the car curtain and Gu Chongshan looks at it.

The plaque of "King Yong's Mansion" is hanging high, the door of the red rivet mansion is closed, and the stone lions crouching on both sides are majestic and tall, with a thin layer of snow.

Qin Feng said excitedly, "master, will the slave knock on the door now?"Gu Chongshan rubbed the pages of the book. Before he answered, another carriage came near.

The carriage stopped steadily in front of King Yong's house. The man who took the lead to step out of the carriage was wearing military boots and golden crown to tie his hair. He turned to hold the little beauty who came out of the carriage.

Beauty's face is like hibiscus, and her complexion is ruddy and bright.

Her voice is soft, in the early snow: "second brother, don't hold me, there's a footstool here, where do you want to hold me? I'm not a three-year-old! "

The man still held her to the clean steps without hesitation: "the snow is wet and slippery, for fear of soiling the delicate embroidered shoes and skirts."

Two people quarrel, the carriage suddenly poked out a small head.

A weak and childish voice childishly yelled: "father, granny, you two don't love you. My sister and I can't eat dog food all day long! Father, if you can hold my mother, can't you hold my sister and me? My sister and I are the ones who need to be taken out of the carriage

Another little head came out.

The little girl is carved with pink and jade. She is wearing a little Hibiscus palace skirt with curved eyebrows and eyes, which looks like a Nanbao dress.

"People!" she echoed

The little girl was sick and lost her voice when she was a child. Now she is well cared and brought up. In addition, nanbaoyi patiently teaches her every day. Occasionally, she can make a few simple tones.

Xiao Yi chuckled.

He went over, picked up a child in one hand, and went straight into King Yong's residence with nanbaoyi.

The door of the palace closed gradually.

The first snow rustles and whitens the streets.

Qin Feng was worried: "master, why didn't you go there just now? You come all the way to visit them. Miss Nan will be happy to see you! "

Gu Chongshan quietly twists Buddhist beads.

He stared at the two doors for a long time, then said faintly, "it's unnecessary."

Qin Feng was stunned: "master?! It took us a month to come to Chang'an! You didn't even see him - "

GU Chongshan raised his hand and stopped him.

He took out a written imperial edict from his arms: "go and put it at the gate of King Yong's mansion."

Qin Feng's eyes are getting red.

He took the imperial edict without saying a word, and reluctantly put it on the steps of King Yong's mansion.

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good night duck

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