Chapter 242: Brother, Please Teach Me How to Write Another Word, Okay?

"So that's where the scar came from..."

Pavilion.

Nan Baoyi ate tea and listened with emotion as the attendant told the story of that year.

The entourage ate a bunch of grapes and murmured: "Isn't that so? Nan Situ, don't look at my master's coldness, in fact, the master values ​​love and justice more than anyone else! After the crown prince committed suicide by the Weishui River, three of his I didn’t eat for three nights, and I knelt beside the prince’s body, refusing to get up no matter how others tried to persuade me!”

Nan Baoyi secretly thought that with Shen Yijue's temperament, it was not impossible to join the second brother's camp. It would be great if he could be pulled over.

As she thought about it, her entourage started chattering again: "My master has been having a hard time since he came back from Luoyang. Because of the second son's incident, he was scolded by the master and his wife, and even knelt in the ancestral hall for the whole night! He got mad! He has a high fever, but there is no girl around him who knows both cold and heat to take care of him. He misses Miss Han wholeheartedly, and even chants Miss Han's nickname when he is unconscious... Nan Situ, Miss Han is your close friend, you can help to make the match. chant?"

Nan Baoyi thought of the relationship between Shen Yijue and Han Yanliang, and felt melancholy: "What's the use of outsiders trying to match them up? It still depends on their own wishes. I also hope that Boss Han can marry a good husband and live a happy life in the future. Free and happy."

She and her entourage gossiped for another half-quarter of an hour, and after guessing that Xiao Yi was done talking, she went to find him with some tea.

Shen Yi left with great interest.

Nan Baoyi picked up a piece of flower cake and fed it to Xiao Yi, curiously asking: "What did you talk about?"

Xiao Yi smiled.

Seeing him like this, Nan Baoyi suddenly understood and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "I know, something good must have happened! Congratulations to second brother, you have an additional general under your command!"

Since ancient times, generals and military advisors have been the most rare.

What's more, Shen Yijue is still Empress Shen's confidant.

Xiao Yi lowered his eyebrows and slowly ate the flower cake with her little hand.

The cake is made from ground rice milk and walnut powder, and is covered with a layer of crystal icing sugar, which is very sweet.

It's Nan Jiaojiao's favorite taste...

Nan Baoyi added: "There will be a banquet after the recommendation, and those children from poor families will also be there. Second brother remember to go and meet them. I see that some of them are very talented and will become ministers of the humerus in the future."

Xiao Yi lowered his long eyelashes.

The little girl who should be pampered is worried about his reputation and future.

Don't want to disappoint her.

He took a handkerchief and carefully wiped off the debris on the little girl's fingertips. Danfeng's eyes hid iron-blooded tenacity and soft affection: "Okay."

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The Nanfu is decorated with lanterns and colors.

It was already the happy day for Nan Chengli to marry Ning Fanhua.

Although Nan Baoyi offended many people, for the sake of the Zhenguo Palace, all the aristocratic families in the court came to the wedding banquet.

Nan Baoyi specially chose a bright-colored ruffle dress and stayed with her grandmother, smiling as she watched her eldest brother and new sister-in-law worship heaven and earth.

The prayer is done.

Nan Baoyi looked at her grandmother.

The old man smiled from ear to ear and said "good" several times.

His eyes fell on my grandmother’s temples,

There were already gray hair there, and against the bright red forehead, it looked particularly eye-catching.

Grandma also has many fine lines at the end of her eyes.

She remembered that when she was first reborn, her grandmother was obviously not that old.

Maybe she is worried about her marriage, maybe she is sad about the death of fifth brother Nan Chengyi...

Grandma is finally old.

How old is she?

Nan Baoyi thought carefully about her grandmother's age, but found that she didn't remember it at all.

Grandma clearly remembers the age and birthday of each of their juniors, but she is so unfilial that she can’t even remember her grandmother’s age.

On the happy day, Nan Baoyi felt a lot of sadness.

When she came back from rebirth, she made a wish to make her grandmother the happiest old lady in the world.

But she probably made a mistake.

She leaned next to the old man, buried her little face in her arms, and whispered: "The eldest brother finally got married, and he married a very good girl. Now I am the only one left, and I still have my grandmother to worry about. It's me." Unfilial."

The old man stroked her slender back and said kindly: "I don't know how happy I am to see Jiaojiao'er every day. Grandma is already the happiest old lady in the world. Grandma, now I only have one wish left. I just hope that my Jiaojiaoer, no matter how powerful or powerful she is, can still be the happy little girl in Jinguan City for the rest of her life..."

The old man does not want power or noble status.

She just wants her granddaughter to live happily for the rest of her life.

Nan Baoyi burst into tears instantly.

She lay in the old man's arms and finally burst into tears.

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The wedding banquet in the house was lively until late at night.

Nan Baoyi was too drunk. When he returned to Chaowen Courtyard from the banquet, he saw the lights in the dormitory.

She opened the beaded curtain.

The cage fire warms.

The second brother was sitting by the west window in his regular clothes, looking through the calligraphy she had practiced in the past two days.

The eyelashes drew an elegant arc on his handsome and deep face, and the coldness between his brows was like melting frost and snow.

He was always gentle to her.

She leaned against the bead curtain, and her voice sounded very soft and hoarse because of drinking: "Why are you here, second brother? I am still the princess of His Highness the Fourth Highness, and there are so many guests in the palace. If they see you coming to my boudoir in the middle of the night, To spread gossip."

"No one saw me coming in." Xiao Yi turned the page and said, "Nan Jiaojiao's calligraphy has improved a lot than before. I remember the first time I taught you how to practice calligraphy, your strokes were crooked and you couldn't even hold the brush well. .”

Nan Baoyi couldn't help but smile as she recalled the first time she practiced calligraphy.

She said: "At first I didn't like reading or writing. Later I wrote more and gradually started to like it..."

She walked to the west window, still stumbling a little.

She tripped over the skirt of her skirt, but luckily Xiao Yi held her up.

She knelt down next to Xiao Yi, stared at the words, and whispered: "Maybe it's because I like the second brother that I like the things you like..."

The long night is quiet and the candles fall quietly.

The excitement and bustle in the front yard can be faintly heard in the house.

On a midsummer night, the breeze blew by, and the pomegranate trees outside the window were swaying, casting mottled and gorgeous tree shadows on the two of them.

Nan Baoyi was slightly tipsy and raised his hand to study ink: "My eldest brother is getting married tonight. I'm so happy that I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep. It's a long night. My second brother will teach me how to write once more, okay?"

The dark green sleeves are slightly rolled, and the girl's thin wrists are as white as condensed frost and snow.

The most beautiful thing is the gleaming jade hands, the slender fingertips are dyed a little crisp red, and the color of the danko is a color that no master of painting in the world can create.

She put pen to paper.

——Hide it in the center, how will you forget it?

This is a famous line in the Book of Songs.

Xiao Yi murmured: "Hide it in the center, how will you forget it, how soon will you forget it..."

He gently held Nan Baoyi's hand.

I dare not forget her for a day, and I will not forget her for a day.

He clasped the back of the girl's head and suddenly lowered his head and kissed her red lips.

The girl drank wine, and the sweet fragrance of wine on her lips made him intoxicated.

Nan Baoyi was stunned, his dark round pupils were brighter and rounder than the bright moon outside the window, clearly reflecting Xiao Yi's emotional look.

The train of her skirt spread out in all directions, like a mass of falling petals.

A gentle breeze passed outside the window.

The branches of the pomegranate tree were swaying, and the round pomegranate fruits turned from green to bright red. Some of the fruits smiled, revealing the crystal clear and full pomegranate seeds, like shy little dolls.

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