Chapter 160 Don't Bully My Little Cousin

She knew what her father was like.

When it's good, it's called a wholehearted heart and soul, but once you get bored with women, you won't take care of it for ten and a half months.

In the past, using her father's personality to deal with Nan Baoyi was beneficial everywhere, but now her father treats her like this in reverse, which really makes her unbearable.

She looked at the unconscious Liu Shi.

This miscarriage hurt her body, and she will no longer be able to conceive in the future.

Coupled with the fact that her beauty is not as good as before, it would be as difficult as heaven to wrestle with Cheng Yerou.

Nan Yan squeezed the space between her eyebrows, and put the medicine bowl on the bedside wearily.

She was about to get up to have a sip of tea when there was a knock on the door outside the bedroom.

She said, "Come in."

Cousin Liu Duanfang and cousin Liu Lian'er stepped in timidly.

Liu Duanfang stretched his neck and looked at the sick bed, with a flattering smile: "Cousin Yan'er, aunt, she...has a miscarriage? Let's, let's take a look at her."

Nan Yan remained indifferent, lowering her eyes to tuck up the quilt for Liu Shi.

Liu woke up once during the period, grabbed her hand, and said that Mrs. Liu pushed her and caused her to have a miscarriage.

She told her that she must kill Mrs. Liu, and then drive her natal family out of the house before giving up.

She curled up her lips sarcastically.

The children are gone, so what's the use of taking revenge on her mother's family?

It's better to make the best use of everything.

She glanced at Liu Duanfang, a twenty-year-old young man, although he was handsome, his demeanor was extra greasy, his head was shy, and he was very unpopular.

She glanced at Liu Lian'er again.

The blood of the Liu family is indeed good. Although this cousin is only fourteen years old, she is plump and tall with a beautiful complexion.

A plan appeared in her mind, and she sat down at the round table calmly.

She rolled up her sleeves and poured tea, "Cousin, what do you think of Nanfu?"

Liu Duanfang smiled obsequiously: "The Nanfu is rich and expensive, and the huts are more luxurious and spacious than our hometown! Just now the maid came to deliver supper, my dear, spring rolls, hibiscus cake, and horseshoe cake are all good things that our family can only eat during the New Year Cousin Rouge,

Being able to live in this kind of place is really a blessing from a previous life! "

"So, cousin, do you want to live here for the rest of your life?"

Liu Duanfang's eyes lit up immediately.

He stepped forward with a smile, and touched Nan Yan's little hand ambiguously, "Cousin means..."

Nan Yan's face was slightly cold, she picked up the tea cup, and mercilessly smashed it on the back of his hand!

Liu Duanfang immediately covered the back of his hand and screamed in embarrassment!

He looked at Nan Yan fearfully, and understood that this cousin was not something he could get his hands on.

He said seriously: "Cousin Yan'er, do you want me to hook up with Nan Baozhu or Nan Baoyi? I have inquired about them, and they are the most precious Miss Jiaojiao in Nanfu, and the maid said that Mrs. Nan even has tricks. The idea of ​​a door-to-door son-in-law."

Nan Yan raised her eyebrows in surprise.

This cousin was born in the countryside, and he looked greasy, but he didn't expect his head to turn around quite quickly.

She said lightly: "Nan Baoyi, that bitch, has repeatedly opposed me. If she is allowed to marry you, then we will be a family. How can there be any reason for sister-in-law to oppose me?"

The most important thing is that Liu Duanfang is a useless piece of trash.

Nan Baoyi married a good-for-nothing, but she was able to marry the son of the prefect of Shu County. From then on, their fates would be completely opposite.

Even if the mother is not the main wife, so what?

Nan Baoyi still had to kneel at her feet to beg for a living!

Liu Duanfang hesitated: "But Cousin Yan'er, it's not so easy to be a son-in-law at home. I want to be one, but people may not think of me..."

"What's the rush?" Nan Yan said indifferently, "I have my own plan. You go out first, I'll talk to Cousin Lian'er."

After Liu Duanfang left, Nan Yan looked at Liu Lian'er.

The girl was timid, pinching the hem of her clothes awkwardly.

Wearing a bright red floral jacket, with only a single silk flower on her hair bun, it looks earthy and ugly.

Nan Yan smiled slightly, took off the golden hairpin, and gently put it on Liu Lian'er's bun, "Cousin Lian'er is naturally beautiful, so she must dress up well to live up to her youthful beauty. After two days, the snow will stop, and I will take you there Buy some dresses and hairpins on Furong Street."

Liu Lian'er touched the golden hairpin and whispered: "Cousin, do you want me to help you with something?"

"It's easy to talk to smart people." Nan Yan smiled, "My cousin will be fifteen years old after the new year, and she is already at the age you can marry. Having seen the wealth of the Nan family, does my cousin still want to marry ordinary people?"

Liu Lian'er looked at her timidly.

She whispered even more: "It's good to be rich, but if you don't have the good fortune to enjoy—"

"Cousin thinks, how about Xiao Yi?"

That handsome and majestic figure appeared in Liu Lian'er's mind.

He was sitting in the flower hall, even though there were so many people, people still noticed him at a glance.

Even in a rural place like Yuelai Town, the eighteen-year-old boy who became a marquis is praised by everyone.

"Xiao Yi was enfeoffed as a Marquis at the age of eighteen. He has never married a wife, and he doesn't even have a housemaid around him. My cousin is plump and beautiful. Even if she can't be the main wife, it is no problem to be a noble concubine, right? The noble concubine of the Marquis is no better than Ordinary people are poor ladies. Wearing gold and silver, eating delicious food and drinking hot food, you don't have to worry about it for the rest of your life."

Nan Yan's persuasiveness made Liu Lian'er's expression fluctuate.

After a long time, Liu Lian'er tentatively asked, "What if, what if I refuse?"

She is not a fool.

The dignified Lord Hou does not marry a wife, not even a maid, either because he has someone in his heart, or because he is so masculine.

Neither situation was in her favor, and she didn't want to make a fuss about it.

Nan Yan smiled even wider.

She stretched out her hand and frivolously wiped Liu Lian'er's face, "If my cousin refuses, then my mother's miscarriage may have been deliberately pushed down by your mother... If I want to come to the yamen, I will check it out."

Liu Lianer's heart trembled slightly.

She took a deep look at Nan Yan, finally lowered her head, and left the dormitory silently.

The maid was curious: "Miss, Mr. Biao and Ms. Biao are certainly good-looking, but Lord Hou and Nan Baoyi have seen so many amazingly talented peers of the same age, so they may not be tempted."

"What do I want them to be tempted to do?" Nan Yan took a sip of tea slowly, "I just need to separate their feelings, make them jealous of each other, and tell Xiao Yi not to protect Nan Baoyi anymore, that's enough."

The maid understood immediately.

She couldn't help raising her thumb: "Miss is wise!"

It snowed all night.

When Nan Baoyi woke up early in the morning, even the bedroom was very bright because of the light from the snow.

She shook Nan Baozhu, "Zhuzhu, shall we go build a snowman?"

Nan Baozhu was in a daze: "Jiaojiao, you should wash up and go to sleep, every dream you want will be there..."

Nan Baoyi groaned.

She had to dress and wash herself.

After washing up, she came outside the bead curtain and was about to dress herself up when she saw Ning Wanzhou appearing out of nowhere, sitting in front of the makeup mirror, stroking her eyebrows and drawing her lips.

The technique is called proficiency!

Seeing her coming out, he looked her over from head to toe, and gave a mocking chuckle.

Nan Baoyi touched the slightly messy black hair, and then looked at Ning Wanzhou's exquisite makeup and hair bun, feeling ashamed.

She put on a big rouge cloak and said seriously: "I won't come here anymore... Wanwan, don't bully my little cousin!"