Chapter 242: Shen Yichao Caused Trouble to the Deceased and It Is Not Easy to Die for 0 Years
Seven days later.
It was midsummer, and the flowers in Yuchi Mansion were red and willows green, the ponds were filled with lotus leaves, the cicadas were chirping noisily, and the long wind passed through the corridor and blew off the red pomegranate flowers on the branches.
Yuchi Beichen was dressed in regular clothes, carrying a box of freshly baked pastries, and hurried through the corridor: "Is Sister Baoyi feeling better?"
Now he is the new master of Jiangnan.
The maid who followed him followed suit and reported respectfully: "Although the emperor is by her side, Miss Nan is still unhappy all day long. She is especially prone to nightmares at night. She often wakes up crying in the middle of the night and can't sleep."
"Have you ever had any medicine?"
"The doctor prescribed soothing medicine and incense, but they had no effect."
"quack!"
Yuchi Beichen cursed loudly and came to the northwest courtyard.
There is a pomegranate tree planted in the yard, with fiery red flowers and a layer of petals falling on the bluestone tiles.
The girl wore a light green gauze skirt and a high bun. She leaned quietly on the edge of the red-painted verandah. She held a pomegranate flower in her small white hands and lowered her eyes in meditation.
Not far away were desks.
Xiao Daoyan was busy taking over various political affairs in Jiangnan. While reviewing the papers, he looked at her a few times. He could not hide his worry in his eyes, as if he was afraid that Sister Baoyi would commit suicide.
Yuchi Beichen adjusted his expression and walked across the corridor with a happy face: "Sister Baoyi, look what I brought back for you?! It's Liu Ji's lotus leaf cake. His lotus leaf cake is delicious!"
The food box was delivered to Nan Baoyi.
But the girl didn't even raise her eyelids, she was still concentrating on playing with the pomegranate flower.
Yuchi's food box froze in mid-air.
He followed Nan Baoyi's line of sight and saw that the pomegranate flower was already bearing small fruits, which had probably been blown down from the branches by the wind.
He smiled and said, "What's so fun about these flowers and fruits?"
Nan Baoyi whispered: "It fell."
"The wind blows!" Yuchi said bluntly, "There are always some pomegranates that will be blown off the branches before they grow up. It's normal -"
Before he finished speaking, he felt a chill running down his spine.
Xiao Daoyan was probably glaring at him fiercely.
He realized that he had said something wrong and quickly stopped. After thinking for a while, he added: "Of course, I didn't mean to imply that the little princess died young——"
Nan Baoyi stopped crying originally.
Although her pretty face is thin, it has not been painted clean.
Hearing Yuchi's words, those beautiful red phoenix eyes were instantly filled with tears.
The ends of his eyes were red, and his cheeks were also red.
Yuchi panicked: "Sister Baoyi..."
Nan Baoyi looked at the pomegranate trees in the courtyard, tears rolling down her cheeks: "When I was pregnant with her, even in the summer, there were many pomegranate flowers planted in the courtyard -"
She wanted to continue talking, but was pulled into a warm chest.
Xiao Yi lowered his head and kissed her cheek, then raised his eyes and stared at Yuchi: "Go away."
Yuchi never thought that he would arouse Nan Baoyi's sadness, and he felt very guilty. He placed the food box on the beauty's back and backed away full of guilt.
Nan Baoyi leaned on Xiao Yi's chest, clutching the pomegranate flower tightly, but kept crying.
It's been seven days. How little hope does it have for such a small baby to survive?
"After so many days, the bodies of little A Chou and Shen Yichao have not been found. If they are not found, there is still a possibility of being alive." Xiao Yi relaxed, "Shen Yichao has caused trouble for thousands of years and it is not easy to die. With him, Here, little A Chou will be fine. I have already asked the army to search the villages along the river, and within a month, there will definitely be good news."
Nan Baoyi choked softly.
Previously, he also said that he would definitely find the little A Chou.
But he broke his promise.
She no longer dared to have high expectations, fearing that she would be even more disappointed in the end.
She bit her lip and entered the bedroom without saying a word.
Xiao Yi raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.
In the past five days, he was the only one who knew how difficult Nan Jiaojiao's life was and blamed herself.
He finally coaxed her to stop crying, but Yuchi made her cry again today.
He looked at the pomegranate trees in the garden.
He thought for a while and told Shi Ku: "Cut down all the trees and plant something else instead."
…
At dusk.
Gu Chongshan came over with a food box and saw that the door and windows of the dormitory were closed, and Xiao Yi was sitting alone on the corridor reviewing the papers. He couldn't help but sneer: "Hey, are you being kicked out?"
Xiao Yi threw away the ink pen: "What's the matter?"
Gu Chongshan shook the food box: "I got a new plate of lychees. It tastes very sweet. I gave it to her to try. Is she in the house?"
Xiao Yi's expression was indifferent.
Does his little girl want to eat anything, and does she need Gu Chongshan's attentiveness?
He said: "Get out of here."
Gu Chongshan leaned in front of the door, suppressed the carelessness in his eyebrows, and said seriously: "I won't joke with you. Tomorrow is the Chinese Valentine's Day. I heard that the Chinese Valentine's Day in Jiangnan is very lively. Why don't you take Nanjia Jiaojiao to go shopping on the street and let her forget it for a while? Sigu’s business.”
Xiao Yi was even more disdainful.
This guy didn't give up yet and named his little princess Xiao Sigu!
He glanced at the closed door.
Go out for a walk...
It seems pretty good too.
Gu Chongshan rarely found peace: "Call Ning Wanzhou, Nan Baozhu, and Shen Yijue. If she encounters folk operas, ask her to watch and play more. Slowly she will be distracted from the sad things." ”
He really cares about Nan Baoyi.
Xiao Yi knocked on the desk, with some harsh and sarcastic words coming to his lips, and finally put down his airs: "Thank you very much."
Gu Chongshan snorted lightly.
He turned to the closed door.
I was about to knock on the door, but I heard a faint sob coming from inside.
How could he be so desperate and sad that he could cry for so long?
He had never seen Nanjia Jiaojiao so sad.
Gu Chongshan put down his hand.
He understood that at this time, Jiaojiao of the Nan family absolutely did not need him as an outsider to comfort her.
He leaned down, placed the food box outside the threshold, and left silently.
Xiao Yi packed up the memorials and books, opened the door, picked up the food box and stepped into the bedroom.
The little girl sat at the table and shed tears in front of the withered pomegranate flower.
He sat next to her and peeled lychees for her to eat: "It was sent by Gu Chongshan and has just been chilled. It looks fresh. Can you try it?"
Lychee flesh is white and crystal clear.
It was brought to Nan Baoyi's lips, but she pushed it away.
She lowered her head and just rubbed the pomegranate flower repeatedly.
The dusk light penetrated the room, and her side face was thin and pale, like mutton-fat jade without temperature, and the shadow of her eyelashes became increasingly lonely, which made Xiao Yi feel uncomfortable.
He slowly put down the lychee meat: "Nan Jiaojiao..."
Just at this moment, Shi Yan came in in a hurry.
He looked ugly and whispered something in Xiao Yi's ear.
Xiao Yi sneered.
He touched Nan Baoyi's head: "I'm going out for a while. When I come back, I'll have dinner with you. Stop thinking about it."
After saying that, he left directly with Shiyan.
…
The small house on the east side.
Surrounded by numerous top-notch secret guards.
The house is simple and plain, but also clean and quiet.
The white-haired beauty, wearing a purple dress, was sitting quietly on her knees in the corridor. Her once sharp and beautiful phoenix eyes were glowing red, and she seemed to have aged ten years overnight.
When she heard the door open, she looked up.
,
Good night
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