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The stars are shining tonight.
The island where the nunnery was built collapsed suddenly, and gradually sank to the bottom of the lake with countless secrets.
That gorgeous painting boat broke through the lake and slowly sailed towards the Jing River that passed through Shengjing City.
The private seats on the third floor of Huafang.
There are a lot of precious golden nanmu furniture furnished here. The Chinese tent is high and rolled up, and the bead curtain is clear. It covers eight ivory and white jade screens. There is also a carved imperial concubine's couch behind the screen.
Xiao Yi sat beside the imperial concubine's couch.
He lowered his eyelashes and stared at the girl sleeping on the couch.
She is not wearing any hair.
The sandalwood hair is spread out on the silk embroidered soft pillow, and the skin under the light shows a crystal clear color like mutton-fat jade. The two butterfly bones on the back are slender and exquisite, and the waist is not full, and further back, the arc is round and delicate.
But, this beautiful body is covered with whip wounds.
The skin and flesh are everted, and even after applying medicine, the scabbed wound is still shocking.
Xiao Yi stretched out his hand and lightly touched the injuries with his fingertips.
The red phoenix eyes are darker than the lake water in the middle of the night, and the corners of the lips are pressed down into a cold arc.
With a cry, Nan Baoyi woke up from his sleep.
She rubbed her eyes and caught a glimpse of Xiao Yi from the corner of her eye. She lazily stretched out her hand towards him and said delicately, "Help me up."
The girl¡¯s outstretched hand was soft and white, and her fingertips were delicately red.
Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows and held her hand.
Nan Baoyi sat up in confusion, "I'm sorry, second brother, those account books were left at Qingfeng Yidu. Shu Lili, like a mad dog, accidentally blew up the island and the account books were gone "
She was speaking with great regret, but she saw Xiao Yi just looking under her collarbone with an incomprehensible look.
She looked down in confusion.
Immediately, a bright red rouge color appeared on the ears, gradually spreading to the cheeks and neck.
She pulled the satin quilt to cover herself, and kicked Xiao Yi's face unceremoniously: "Where are you looking?!"
Xiao Yi held her ankle.
The curve of his thin lips was devoid of warmth. He said calmly, "I'm thinking that the chain that Gu Chongshan tied to you may have been tied to the wrong place."
Nan Baoyi wrinkled her face.
Xiao Yi came close to her, pressed his thin lips against her ear, and said in a cold voice: "If there is enough to tie the feet, I should tie Nan Jiaojiao to the boudoir, so that you can't go anywhere, and prepare to be married in peace "
Where Nan Baoyi couldn't see him, the man's eyes were dark and gloomy.
No one knows how furious he was when he saw the injured girl tonight.
He shouldn¡¯t have agreed to her and asked her to investigate Qingshui Temple and investigate some criminal evidence.
If something happens to her tonight, even if the Jiang family dies a thousand or ten thousand times, it won¡¯t be enough to apologize!
From now on, he will never agree to her again, let her make mistakes, let her practice.
Why should she be allowed to fly freely in the sky? How could Nan Jiaojiao have that ability? She is clearly a stupid roe deer, the kind who would fall into a pit and be unable to get up after jumping around in the snow!
Xiao Yi closed his eyes.
He took the little girl into his arms, including the quilt.
"From now on, you are not allowed to take a single step out of Nanfu without my permission." He deeply smelled the scent of hibiscus flowers that the girl brought with her, "Just stay in the boudoir, embroider flowers and birds, read poems and books, and wait until I get married next year."
Nan Baoyi nestled in his arms and quietly raised her eyes to look at him.
The man¡¯s eyes were red, he really cared about her.
She felt sweet in her heart and leaned on his chest obediently, whispering: "Actually, it's not that scary. The whip hurts when it falls on my body, but I think about my second brother and I don't feel any pain at all."
Xiao Yi pinched her fair and tender face.
Nan Baoyi felt a little regretful as she read those account books.
She said solemnly: "Although the account books are gone, I know that all the stolen money from the Jiang family ended up in Jinsheng Bank. My second brother started from Jinsheng Bank and might be able to find out some Chou Yin Mao."
Jinsheng Bank is the most famous bank in South Vietnam, and its boss is the richest man in South Vietnam.
Xiao Yi silently kissed her eyebrows.
Sometimes, he felt that Nan Jiaojiao was very suitable for becoming an official in the court.
Even though he was injured like this, he was still thinking about his opponent in court.
He is simply better at flattery than a treacherous minister, and more diligent than a prime minister.
If you can put this thought into embroidery, are you still worried about not being able to embroider a mandarin duck?
The two were talking, and Yuwei stepped in and said respectfully: "Princess, Miss Yunxiu wants to see you."
Nan Baoyi hurriedly said: "Please come in quickly, she is my savior!"
Yunxiu has been bandaged.
She was severely burned, and even with the help of a miracle doctor like Jiang Suihan, she would have to recover for many days.
She saluted Xiao Yi and Nan Baoyi and said warmly, "I'm here to say goodbye to the princess."
"You have no one at home, where can you go?" Nan Baoyi was concerned, "You saved my life, and I want to keep you by my side as a repayment. Yunxiu, don't you want to be with me?"
Yun Xiu¡¯s eyes were slightly red.
She knelt down and said, "It would be an honor for me to be taken in by the princess. I'm just afraid that the princess will dislike me for being clumsy and causing trouble for you."
Xiao Yi sat cross-legged on the imperial concubine's couch, lazily supporting the low table with his elbows, listening to Yun Xiu and Nan Baoyi's conversation nonchalantly.
They chatted for a while over a cup of tea. It was not until Yunxiu left the elegant seat that he said calmly: "How dare you use Jiaojiao, a person of unknown origin?"
"I like her." Nan Baoyi confessed, thinking of Xiao Yi's previous life when Xiao Yi chopped off Yun Xiu's hands, and couldn't help but glare at him in panic, "You can't bully her."
Xiao Yi was amused.
He lifted the girl's round and white chin and teased: "Brother, if you don't bully her, how about bullying you?"
Nan Baoyi nervously gathered up the brocade quilt and turned her face away unnaturally, "I'm still young"
"You are easy to bully when you are young. When Jiaojiao was twelve years old, she was obedient and flattering in front of her brother, but she was not as mean-spirited as she is now."
Nan Baoyi couldn't help but blush again when she thought about how she behaved in front of Xiao Yi when she was just reborn, and whispered: "So it's the kind of bullying you're talking about."
"Otherwise, what kind of bullying does Jiaojiao think it is?"
Nan Baoyi¡¯s cheeks turned redder.
What kind of bullying could it be? Of course it¡¯s that kind of bullying!
When talking to this guy, he always teases her deliberately, which really embarrasses her.
She simply got into the brocade quilt and said dullly: "Second brother, I have always been delicate and I cannot stand your bullying. Please leave quickly and let me have a good sleep."
Xiao Yi chuckled.
Delicate?
When the little girl was sleeping, he had heard from the women who escaped that his Nan Jiaojiao was beating people to death with a big hammer, and she was still so fragile?
He glanced at the bulging brocade quilt.
She is indeed still young.
He doesn¡¯t bully children, but one day in the future, he will push her down on the couch and bully her until she cries.
The painted boat sailed towards Shengjing City under the sparkling moonlight.
It is the spring moon night.
In a small boat moored on the shore of the lake, two beautiful maids were cooking green plum wine at the stern.
Nan Jing sat across from a young man wearing a high hat and a fancy dress, admiring the island falling to the bottom of the lake.
Nan Jing smiled and raised his glass: "Everything is as expected by the prince. I dedicate this glass of wine to you."
The young master hid in the shadows, and his voice was like the drifting wind returning to the snow: "I hope you will win the title of Tan Hua Lang in the re-opened Spring Examination."
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