Chapter 221 Jiaojiao Is the Warmest, It Won't Be Cold in Her Arms
Xiao Yi almost regarded Zhennan Temple as a resting garden.
Although the monks tried their best to prevent him, he still came and went freely, as if he was in the land of no one.
It is already autumn.
The mountain temple was quite cold at night, Nan Baoyi was washed clean, wearing white silk pajamas, sitting in front of the makeup mirror, combing sandalwood hair gently.
From time to time, he looked out quietly, as if looking forward to it.
When she heard the familiar "click" sound of unlocking the lock, she hurriedly looked away and continued combing her hair pretending to be calm.
Xiao Yi stepped into the bedroom.
Nan Baoyi looked through the bronze mirror, and saw this young Marquis, with leather military boots, a handsome appearance, and a golden and jade-like appearance, which made her salivate—oh no, it made her heart flutter.
Xiao Yi also stared at the bronze mirror.
The girl in the mirror has a clean and immature face, extremely beautiful and delicate.
He walked behind her, bowed his head and sniffed the fragrance of her hair, his voice was low and hoarse: "Did those old monks bully you today?"
Nan Baoyi shook his head obediently, "They can't argue with me, and they don't have time to respect me, so how could they bully me?"
After staying in Zhennan Temple for so long, she could see it.
The monks in the temple are divided into two schools, the literati monks represented by enlightenment of Buddhism, and the warrior monks represented by the old abbot.
The person who is allied with the Cheng family and the Xia family is a monk.
Nan Baoyi got up, stood on tiptoe, and took off the cloak for Xiao Yi familiarly.
She patted the dew and dead leaves on the cloak lightly, and said softly: "It's already autumn, Zhennan Temple is built in the mountains, and the night is the coldest, Second Brother should change into a thicker cloak."
As he spoke, he hung the cloak on the wood.
Xiao Yi stared at her.
The cage fire is gentle.
The little girl's back was slim and slim, and the white silk shirt outlined a tight waist and straight and slender legs.
The gesture of taking off the cloak for him is very similar to the way a newlywed lady treats her husband who has returned home.
He gets it.
The little girl was tempting him.
So he stepped forward and hugged Nan Baoyi from behind.
He whispered: "Jiaojiao is the warmest, I hold her in my arms, so I won't be cold."
Nan Baoyi froze.
The young man had just returned from the outside, and he was still wrapped in the coolness of the mountains.
The fragrance of mountains and waters lingers on the tip of her nose, usually it smells cold and gentle, but tonight it reveals a particularly domineering, making her so nervous that she dare not even move her fingertips casually.
Although she likes her second brother, but...
Being hugged like this in the middle of the night, she seemed a little unable to hold back.
Xiao Yi lowered his eyes.
The little girl's ears were red, like pink jade.
The warmth in her arms, because of the tension, can feel hot even through the silk pajamas.
He had no doubt that if she continued to hold her like this, she might turn into boiling water.
Nan Baoyi noticed his scrutiny, and the rouge flushed from his white and tender cheeks, and he stammered: "Second brother, you, you, you, you have worked hard outside all day, I, I will go and prepare it for you, prepare bath water... "
Xiao Yi let go of her slowly.
He watched her rush towards the ear room separated by the curtain, and he couldn't help twisting his fingertips in aftertaste.
He pursed his lips, and his voice was hoarse: "Hurry up and grow up, brother can't wait..."
to bedtime.
Nan Bao Yituan was under the quilt, and said softly: "Second brother, in two days, I will be regarded as an evil girl and burned to death at the foot of Zhennan Temple. I heard that all the people in the city will come to see me."
Xiao Yi lay on the floor and said "Oh".
Nan Baoyi pursed his lips.
"Oh", what do you mean?
Xiao Yi added slowly: "Don't worry, brother won't make a move to disrupt your plan. Jiaojiao is smart, she thinks she will be able to retreat unscathed, and expose Xia Minghui and Nan Yan's conspiracy."
Nan Baoyi: "..."
She wanted him to make a move.
She tangledly grasped the tufted quilt, and quietly opened a corner of the curtain.
The powerful minister slept with his clothes on, with one hand behind his head, in a particularly elegant sleeping position.
Do you want to tell him about the bet with Gu Chongshan?
The powerful minister is full of pride, and he hates Gu Chongshan very much.
If she knew that she was betting on herself, she would definitely be angry.
Maybe he will take her away from Zhennan Temple now.
Then her hard work for so many days will be in vain...
When she was in a trance, Xiao Yi opened Danfeng's eyes.
He hooked his thin lips lightly, and pulled the quilt away casually: "Jiaojiao is staring at me like this, is it because she wants to sleep in brother's quilt?"
"No... I don't want to!"
Nan Baoyi hastily put down the curtain.
After a quarter of an hour, she still couldn't fall asleep.
She tentatively said, "Second brother, what do you think of Gu Chongshan?"
"not so good."
"He is an imperial envoy, holding a Shangfang sword in his hand, and has the power to kill local officials first. If he is on our side, it will be much easier to deal with Cheng prefect, and there is no need to report to the court."
"Nan Jiaojiao."
"What are you doing?"
"It's not proper to say a man's name on the bed."
Nan Baoyi: "..."
She curled her lips and turned inward silently.
Don't discuss things with the powerful minister, he always thinks she is stupid.
Discuss it with him, he always likes to intervene, and what he says is not right for what she wants to discuss.
She could tell that this man was difficult to deal with.
Even more difficult than Gu Chongshan!
Forget it, she won't arrange plots and dialogues. When the day comes when Xie Chongnv is set on fire, let's let them play on the spot!
the next day.
Seventy-seven forty-nine days away, one day left.
Xia Minghui moved into the meditation room of Zhennan Temple in advance and found Nan Yan.
She said: "That bitch Nan Baoyi debated with the eminent monk of Zhennan Temple for more than a month, and her image in the hearts of the people has completely changed. Even many refugees who have been favored by the Nan family say that the nursery rhyme was maliciously compiled by someone with a heart Yes. I even got news that they plan to join forces tomorrow to save lives."
Nan Yan tightly pulled on the embroidered handkerchief.
After finally getting to this point, seeing that Nan Baoyi will be burned alive tomorrow, how could she be willing to let her turn over? !
The wind in early autumn is chilly.
She raised her eyes slowly, and said in a deep voice: "I have an idea, which can make her unable to turn over for the rest of her life."
Xia Minghui: "I would like to hear the details."
Nan Yan whispered in her ear.
Xia Minghui's hazy eyes gradually brightened.
After a while, she covered her embroidered handkerchief and laughed, "As expected of a talented woman who is famous in Jinguan City, this is a good idea. Yan'er, I will wait and see tomorrow!"
The barracks is busy today.
Xiao Yi asked Shi Yan to deliver the message in advance, saying that he would rest in the barracks at night.
Nan Baoyi sat sullenly in front of the makeup mirror.
She stared at the bronze mirror, raised her hand to caress her eyebrows.
Between the immature eyebrows and eyes, there is a sense of loss.
If you like someone but can't see him, you will probably be so worried about him.
She got into the bed curtain and subconsciously glanced at the position of the floor.
She lived in the same house for more than forty days, and now it was suddenly empty, which made her not used to it.
She lay down in bed.
The candle flames gradually burned out, leaving only the night pearl in the tent emitting a soft halo.
She closed her eyes.
"Second brother, what a dream..."
The girl's sweet murmur was heard by the man in the shadow of the corner.