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The fifteen-year-old boy was tidy for the first time.
Wearing a delicate red lacquer crown, a red gauze robe, wide sleeves that fall to the floor, and a tall and elegant belt, her appearance is like a orchid and jade tree, her fox eyes are cool and elegant, and she behaves elegantly and calmly, as if she is exuding nobility from her bones, like a nine-layered man. The most beautiful and eye-catching red crane on the palace palace.
"The young prince of the Zhenguo Palace has such a good appearance!"
"The skin is white and the lips are red, as if they have applied powder. I heard that the aristocratic husbands in Dayong are very popular in applying powder, and they are more particular about their makeup than women!"
"What's that look in your eyes? My young father-in-law is so naturally beautiful. Do you think everyone is just like you? You apply such a thick layer of powder on your bumpy face!"
¡°You fart, I didn¡¯t apply powder, my skin is naturally so good!¡±
"Ah ah ah, I want to marry the young father-in-law!"
"Bah, even the princesses in our country are not worthy of our young master, let alone us! Do you know what it means to be a famous family in Dayong Chang'an!"
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Amidst the astonishment of the entire palace, all kinds of ambiguous discussions emerged one after another.
However, Ning Wanzhou didn't seem to hear him and sat indifferently next to Duke Zhen.
He raised his eyelids and looked at Nan Baozhu.
Nan Baozhu avoided his sight.
In the past three years, there has never been a moment when we felt as far apart as we do now.
She has lived in a boudoir for a long time and does not understand what it means to be a famous family in Chang'an.
But tonight, after seeing the majesty of the Duke of Zhen and the admiration and adulation of the Chang'an family by the ladies in the palace, she vaguely understood how far out of reach she was from Ning Wanzhou.
opposite.
Mrs. Song Liu was so happy that she whispered to Song Ming: "Look at her coward look. My young master has made it clear that he is just playing with her. After playing enough, aren't we going back to Chang'an? Huh, wait until she comes in. If she enters the door of our prime minister's house, let her know that our family's rules are very strong!"
Song Ming¡¯s smile gradually deepened.
He looked at Xiangnan Baozhu from a distance.
The girl is sitting under the palace lantern. Her skirt is exquisite, and her exposed skin is as white and lustrous as jade fluorite. The most attractive thing is the heavy rabbit. The skirt can only cover most of it. She is restrained and charming. I don¡¯t know what it feels like to wake up.
Nan Baozhu noticed his gaze.
She looked over, and Song Ming slowly raised his glass to her, licked the corners of his mouth, and showed a greasy smile.
Nan Baozhu was disgusted and quickly turned her head away in disgust.
Mrs. Song Liu saw this in her eyes and was filled with displeasure: "If it weren't for the marriage granted by the emperor, I would really look down on such a frivolous woman! I dare to show my face to you before we get married. If I marry you in the future, it will turn the world upside down. ?!¡±
She rolled her cloudy and yellow eyes and whispered a few words to her grandson Song Chengrui.
Song Chengrui had a wicked smile on his face, and taking advantage of his young age, he deliberately rushed to Nan Baozhu's side.
He shouted: "You are going to be my stepmother, you have to serve me well! Peel the walnuts, peel the walnuts for me to enjoy!"
This child is at the age when people hate dogs.
Seeing Nan Baozhu¡¯s wrinkled face, he immediately gave a bad laugh and acted recklessly, scattering all the bowls, chopsticks, soup, and food on her desk to the floor, even making Nan Baozhu¡¯s skirt dirty.
"I told you to peel walnuts, can't you, a woman, understand it?!"
He reached out to pull Nan Baozhu's skirt like crazy.
Nan Baozhu stood up, frowned and backed away in disgust.
She really couldn't stand the attention of the whole palace, and couldn't bear the mocking eyes of the Song family's mother and son, so she quickly left Chengle Hall with a red face.
The palace maid caught up and said cautiously: "Miss Nansi, I will take you to the side hall to change clothes."
Nan Baozhu came to the side hall, closed the door, and lay on the couch alone, her almond-shaped eyes gradually becoming scarlet and moist.
Growing up, she has been the beloved jewel of her grandmother and parents, and she has never been so angry!
It just so happened that the other party was from the Prime Minister¡¯s Mansion, and she didn¡¯t even dare to quarrel!
Nan Baozhu buried her head in her arms and was about to cry.
With a "squeak" sound, someone pushed open the palace door.
Ning Wanzhou closed the door and said, "Sister."
Nan Baozhu looked up at him.
The young man who came into view was dazzlingly beautiful, but also very unfamiliar.
He is no longer the little orphan girl Wan Wan who warmed her bed in the past, let alone the little boy Wan Wan who she used to beat and scold her at will.
He is the noble young prince of the Zhenguo Palace.
Nan Baozhu turned away in anger: "What are you going to do?"
"You must already know Xiao Yi and Nan Baoyi's plan." Ning Wanzhou sat beside the couch and gently stroked the bud she wore on her bun. "Sister, only by following me can you escape." The strange waves in Shengjing City can prevent the Nan family from being controlled by others."
Nan Baozhu remained silent.
"I won't take my sister's innocence seriously. It's enough to let others think that you and I are already close to each other. The Song family loves face. They won't still be willing to marry someone after something like this happened in public at a palace banquet. you."
Ning Wanzhou pulled out the golden hairpin from her hair and slowly pricked her fingertips.
He dripped bright red blood on the navy blue satin quilt.
He casually threw away the golden robe, the small red lacquer crown, and the single gauze robe.
He took off his shoes and socks, unbuttoned his belt, and unbuttoned the lining.
A glass lamp hanging beside the couch illuminated the young man's thin but tough body.
Like the strongest pine and cypress among the cliffs, it brings an unparalleled sense of security to those who fall off the cliff.
He was kneeling on the couch, with a few strands of hair hanging down from his forehead, which only enhanced his beauty.
He had drooping fox eyes, his hands on his knees were clenched into fists, and he said hoarsely: "Sister"
Nan Baozhu closed her eyes with difficulty.
No matter how reluctant she was, no matter how sad and angry she was, she clearly understood that the young man in front of her was the one who saved her from the sea of ??suffering.
Can¡¯t blame him, can¡¯t blame him.
You can¡¯t marry into the Song family, you can¡¯t let Chu Huaixiu and Nanjing¡¯s plan succeed, and you can¡¯t drag down the family.
After a long time, Nan Baozhu finally raised his hand tremblingly.
She took off her hairpin and shook her head, her hair falling like a waterfall.
She lowered her eyes and slowly untied the cumbersome skirt.
I have imagined countless times how charming and romantic it would be to take off my clothes with my husband for the first time.
But I never thought that the first time I met a man honestly was in such a desperate situation, so down and sad, so undignified!
The upper half of the girl¡¯s face is shrouded in shadow.
??The gorgeous red lips have no arc.
As the underskirt and lining were scattered like withered flowers, two lines of clear tears rolled down her white, tender and round chin, and fell on the navy blue satin quilt.
Countless footsteps could be heard outside the palace. It was Ning Wanzhou's people who had attracted the ministers and their families in the palace.
The noise was mixed with Song Liu's sharp cynicism: "You must have misunderstood. Nan Baozhu is already the default daughter-in-law of my Song family. How can she still be entangled with Young Master Ning?! My Ming'er is Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, how dare she cuckold Ming'er?!"
"elder sister¡¡"
Ning Wanzhou looked towards Nan Baozhu.
Under the light, the girl is breathtakingly beautiful, more radiant and holy than white colored glaze.
The roots of his ears turned red, he quickly lowered his gaze, and his voice became hoarse: "Sister, I'm offended."
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