Chapter 218: Does Jiaojiao Want Me to Reply?
The letter paper is exquisite peony sprinkled gold paper.
Hairpin's lower case letters are elegant and graceful, and they transcribed a "Song of the Yue People".
"There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches, and the heart is pleasing to the king, and the king doesn't know..."
Xiao Yi murmured leisurely.
Nan Baoyi poked his eyes out from behind the poetry collection.
The corners of the powerful minister's mouth were slightly raised, and Danfeng's eyes were full of smiles, like tiny stars dotted with bright light.
She bit her lip.
What is "the heart pleases the king, the king doesn't know", Xue Mei, as a woman, took the initiative to write love poems to men, it is not disgusting!
And Xiao Yi, isn't it just a love poem, what are you doing laughing like that, like a silly roe deer!
She was wronged in her heart, and even her eyes became a little fierce.
Xiao Yi condensed his poems.
The corners of the mouth that were originally raised suddenly froze slightly after noticing the difference in fonts.
Although Nan Jiaojiao also learned Zanhua Xiaokai, but the font is a bit more clear and elegant, and it is not as neat and regular as the font in the letter.
This is not a love poem written by Nan Jiaojiao.
The letter was not signed, so he turned over the purse, and the word "Mei" was embroidered on the corner of the purse.
this is……
Xue Mei gave it to him.
Xiao Yi raised his eyes and stared at Nan Baoyi.
The little girl showed the upper half of her face from behind the poetry collection, her expression was so hideous and distorted!
Danfeng's eyes were wide open and she chirped, like a fierce goose ready to babble.
The four eyes are facing each other.
Nan Baoyi hastily restrained his expression, trying to put on a gentle and well-behaved posture.
She sat upright, and flipped through the poetry collection with her orchid fingers raised.
She coughed lightly twice, and said sweetly: "Second elder brother is really blessed, even the daughter of Xue Dudu's family loves you..."
Xiao Yi's eyes were dark.
In vain he was so happy just now, he didn't expect that love poem,
It wasn't written by Nan Jiaojiao.
Nan Jiaojiao actually handed over love poems to other girls...
Isn't she jealous?
Nan Baoyi grabbed the pages of the book and glanced at him quietly.
She couldn't help probing: "Does the second brother want to reply?"
Asking this, even the fingers holding the pages of the book subconsciously tightened.
It seems that I am afraid of hearing an answer I don't want to hear...
From half a foot away, Xiao Yi looked at her.
He asked back, "Does Jiaojiao want me to write back?"
Nan Baoyi pursed his lips.
She turned another page of the book, prepared her words, and said indifferently: "Of course I don't want it. First, Xue Mei used the name of snow disaster relief to do good deeds, but in fact she ignored the people and caused more serious disasters than snow disasters." Man-made disaster. It can be seen that Xue Mei is a person who is trying to gain fame and reputation, and she is not worthy of the second brother's love for her. Second, you and Xue Dudu are at odds, and you will always fight for the military power of Shu County in the future. If the second brother marries Xue Mei—"
Nan Baoyi's words stopped abruptly.
Because Xiao Yi was right in front of him.
He was condescending and reached out to pinch her cheeks on both sides.
The little girl's mouth was forced to pout, beautiful and cute, like a bean paste bun that can be disposed of at will.
He leaned down, and the tip of his nose almost touched hers.
"Don't care about Xue Mei, and don't care about Xue Dudu..." His Adam's apple rolled, and his Danfeng eyes were as dark as ink, "What I want to know is, Nan Jiaojiao herself, Nan Jiaojiao, do you want my brother to give me something else? The woman wrote back."
Nan Baoyi was startled.
The powerful minister in front of me is different from the past.
He opened his jacket, a few strands of lacquer hair fell from the corner of his forehead, his red phoenix eyes were bloodshot, and the gesture of licking the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue made him extraordinarily sinister.
The breath that is close at hand reveals dense heat.
The clear and gentle fragrance of mountains and waters, like a shackle, entangled her tightly, making her nowhere to escape.
The possessiveness in her expression made her palpitate.
That's right, she was spoiled too much by him, and she completely forgot what a domineering and vicious person Emperor Xiao Yi used to be.
She opened her moist eyes and shivered subconsciously.
"pain……"
She was wronged, and the eyes were quietly filled with crystal water drops.
Xiao Yi was slightly startled, and immediately let go of his hand.
On the little girl's fair and tender cheeks, there were bright red finger prints.
He didn't want to frighten her.
He calmed down, glanced at the poetry collection in her hand, and pretended to laugh lightly: "The books are all upside down, Nan Jiaojiao, what kind of poems do you recite?"
Nan Baoyi didn't say a word.
She hugged the collection of poems in her arms, drooping her eyelashes, and said softly: "Second brother, I'm not at peace when I'm with you. I'm going back to Songhe Courtyard to recite poems."
After finishing speaking, he blessed him respectfully, turned his head and trotted.
Xiao Yi watched her disappear from sight.
He recalled the tenderness of the little girl's face, tilted his head, and licked his fingertips wantonly.
He asked so bluntly just now, did the little girl understand what he meant?
His voice was low and hoarse, and his eyes were deeply emotional: "Nan Jiaojiao, figure it out quickly, I can't wait too long..."
From the corner of her eye, she noticed Xue Mei's letterhead and purse.
With a sneer, he tore the letter paper into pieces, and threw his purse to Shiku outside the window, "You are rewarded."
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Nan Baoyi ran all the way back to Songheyuan.
For some reason, she always felt as if there was a wild beast staring at her behind, as if if she ran slower, she would be eaten to the bone.
He Ye came up to meet her, saw her panting, and hurriedly served warm tea, "Little ancestor, there is no dog chasing after you, what are you doing so fast?"
Nan Baoyi drank a cup of tea to the bottom.
Her cheeks were flushed, she ignored the lotus leaf, and went straight into the brocade tent.
She buried herself deep in the bed, and said in a low voice: "You all go out, no one is allowed to disturb me without my order!"
He Ye didn't understand what was wrong with her, so she had to retreat with the maids.
In the darkness, Nan Baoyi held his hot cheeks and stared at the void, his mind was in chaos.
——Don't care about Xue Mei, and don't care about Governor Xue...
——What I want to know is, Nan Jiaojiao herself, Nan Jiaojiao, does she want her brother to reply to other women's letters.
The words of the powerful minister repeatedly surfaced in his ears.
What does he mean?
Does he mean that?
How could he mean that? !
Nan Baoyi suddenly lifted the quilt.
She sat cross-legged in the brocade tent, her face was flushed, and she stared at the lion head on the night of the Lantern Festival.
She hugged the lion's head and muttered to it: "He is Xiao Yi, the emperor's master, a powerful official who stomps his feet and the world is in turmoil! He doesn't even look down on the princess, how could he treat me... What about that kind of thought?"
She threw away the lion's head, lay down on the bed, and stared at the top of the curtain in a daze.
"Misunderstanding, there must be some misunderstanding! It's not that I underestimated myself, I was born more beautiful, smarter than ordinary girls, full of poetry, understanding, gentle and considerate, but so what, After all, he is a powerful minister!"
Nan Baoyi pulled the quilt in a breakdown and covered himself up.
That person looked very clever and strategizing, but he couldn't even understand the words, which made her fidget and couldn't figure out what he meant.
If that's what it means, is it difficult to just say "I like you" directly?
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