Chapter 242 She Raised Her Head and Kissed His Thin Lips

The breeze blows.

It was clearly midsummer, but Nan Baoyi felt a hint of chill.

She stared at Shen Xingshu's tall and tall back, and thought to herself that it was not the Shen family that was suffering from the cold at high places, but Queen Shen.

However, although she sympathized with Queen Shen's experiences when she was young and agreed with her decision to benefit her woman, she could never forgive Queen Shen for the mistakes she committed against her children.

Poor people must be hateful, that's probably it, right?

After the Shen family's family banquet, Nan Baoyi and Han Yanliang strolled through the streets of Chang'an City. The two sat on the arch bridge, blowing the hot dusk wind and overlooking the bustling capital city.

It was dusk, the setting sun melted gold, and the long river sparkled into the distance. There were rows of restaurants and pavilions on both sides of the river. There was an endless stream of vendors and people from all directions. Warm yellow lanterns lit up one after another, illuminating the entire long river.

The prosperity of Chang'an is like a picture that is difficult to describe.

Nan Baoyi looked at Han Yanliang: "Boss Han, over there with the Shen family..."

Han Yanliang was holding a wine gourd, raised his head, and poured wine into his mouth.

The beauty's neck was slender and white, and her fair and charming profile gradually turned red due to alcohol.

After a refreshing drink, Han Yanliang wiped his lips and said with a smile: "He wants to marry me, but I don't want to marry him. Nan Jiaojiao, what's the benefit of being married? It's better to be free and happy alone. !”

Nan Baoyi took the wine gourd and took a sip.

She knew that Boss Han must have been heartbroken by the two Shen brothers, so he said these words.

She returned the wine gourd to her and said with a smile, "That's fine."

As he was talking, Lang Jun, wearing black uniform, walked onto the arch bridge.

Nan Baoyi winked at Han Yanliang: "Shen Yijue is coming after me..."

Han Yanliang was silent and muttered: "The ghost is still here."

Shen Yijue came closer and said seriously: "There was originally a dinner party at the restaurant, but you left in a hurry and couldn't keep you. I brought some silver. Whatever you want to eat, I will take you to eat."

Nan Baoyi wanted to laugh a little while listening.

This old guy probably still doesn't know how to chase girls.

Asking for a meal or something is too honest.

Han Yan smiled coldly: "I get annoyed when I see you, how can I eat anything?"

Shen Yijue's eyebrows were as bright as a mountain, and he still wanted to say something. Han Yanliang threw away the wine gourd impatiently, jumped off the arch bridge, stepped on the painted boat floating by on the river, and went straight away with his Qinggong.

"Xiaoxiao..."

Shen Yijue murmured, also possessing Qing Gong, and chased after her.

Nan Baoyi played with his belt and laughed at himself: "Yeah, I've been left behind."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bamboo curtain of the boat on the river was suddenly opened.

Xiao Sui, who was dressed in white and snowy, sat in the boat and said calmly: "Get on the boat."

…

When Nan Baoyi came to the boat, he saw that the boat was exquisitely and luxuriously decorated, and his second brother was also there.

Xiao Yi sat cross-legged on the reed-woven mat, took her hand, and held back her broken hair at the temples: "Xiao Sui's boat,

If we meet here, no one will know. "

Nan Baoyi looked at Xiao Sui.

The fourth prince looked proud and aloof, but he had a look. He stood up and went to the bow of the boat without saying a word, so as to leave space for the two of them to be alone.

Xiao Yi handed her a bunch of candied haws: "I bought it on the way here."

Nan Baoyi took a bite.

The bright red hawthorn fruit is sour, and the sugar coating on the outside adds a bit of sweetness.

She narrowed her eyes comfortably: "Second brother came to see me, does he miss me?"

There was no incense burning in the boat, and the air was filled with the sweet and sour taste of hawthorn fruits.

Xiao Yi slowly intertwined his fingers with hers: "In the past few days, I have been busy deploying troops and adjusting routes. Whenever I have some free time, Nan Jiaojiao is in my mind. I used to feel that 'a day without seeing you is like three autumns.' His poetry was too fake. Now that I have tasted it, I know that the truth is even worse."

He speaks softly.

Her face was still stern and beautiful, but there was too much emotion hidden in Danfeng's eyes.

Nan Baoyi curled up her shining red phoenix eyes.

She raised her head and kissed his thin lips.

Xiao Yi's eyes darkened.

The little girl had just eaten the candied haws, and when she kissed him, it smelled slightly of hawthorn, sour and sweet, more tempting than any other delicacy in the world.

He grabbed the little girl's head and kissed her lips domineeringly.

"Well--"

Unexpectedly, Nan Baoyi dropped the uneaten candied haws on Xiao Yi's robe. His dark pupils were slightly dilated as he stared blankly at the second brother in front of him.

A fair and slender hand indifferently opened the bamboo curtain.

Xiao Sui looked at them expressionlessly: "I'm giving you a chance to be alone to discuss important matters, not to be intimate. If you're intimate again, I'll come in and sit down."

Being stared at coldly, all the blood in Nan Baoyi's body rushed to his head, and his fair and tender cheeks turned as red as a hawthorn fruit.

She couldn't bear it and wanted to push Xiao Yi away, but was imprisoned deeper by him.

His chest was hot, and the affection in his eyes was like the deep sea.

It was as if he wanted to express all his lovesickness and loneliness in this short kiss.

Nan Baoyi: "..."

She blinked her eyes.

Second brother, this is...

If I’m not embarrassed, will it be Xiao Sui who’s embarrassed?

She turned her eyes and looked at Xiao Sui.

Xiao Sui had a dark face.

He never understood what it was that women were so close to. They only loved rouge, gouache, and silk, and they were not as happy as their brothers talking about the situation in the world and the quality of horses.

He put down the bamboo curtain and sat on the bow of the boat complaining: "That's all, I will never help you create opportunities to be alone in the future!"

The light boat and boat sailed down the river, crossing most of the prosperous Chang'an City.

In the boat, Xiao Yi finally ended the kiss.

Nan Baoyi punched him unhappily: "It's a joke!"

Xiao Yi picked up the candied haws that fell on his robe: "You are one of my own, Jiaojiao, don't be ashamed."

Nan Baoyi picked up the handkerchief and wiped the sticky sugar stains on his robe: "Second brother, the relationship between the Shen family and Queen Shen is not as good as it seems on the surface. Somehow, I have an intuition. , dealing with Queen Shen will be easier than we thought."

Xiao Yi sneered: "She deserves to die."

When the word "death" was mentioned, Nan Baoyi paused in wiping.

She unconsciously tightened her palms.

The scar on her palm had obviously healed, but she still felt pain at this moment.

She and Queen Shen planted twin poisons.

We live and die together, share weal and woe.

If Queen Shen is killed...

The girl raised her head and opened her mouth to say something. Xiao Yi held her hand and took off the handkerchief from her palm: "No need to wipe it. Just go back to the palace and ask someone to wash it off."

Nan Baoyi pursed her lips.

After hesitating for a long time, I still couldn't say anything.

Queen Shen killed so many innocent people, how could she ask her second brother to spare Queen Shen's life because of herself?

That’s all, let’s take it one step at a time.

She arched her eyebrows and hugged Xiao Yi's neck dependently.

Chang'an Ancient Street is bustling and bustling.

She just wanted to enjoy the pleasure of this moment.

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