Chapter 242: Marrying Her Is Just a Temporary Measure
Nan Baoyi hugged Jiang Suihan and cried. The initial worry and timidity disappeared, leaving only the expectation and joy of new life.
Jiang Suihan handed her a handkerchief and said, "I will personally help you formulate the recipe. In short, leave the matter of raising the baby to me."
Nan Baoyi wiped away her tears.
The clear black and white pupils are like washing with water, becoming clearer and brighter, filled with tiny pieces of light.
She bent her eyes, her cheeks flushed with peach blossoms, and placed her hands on her belly subconsciously: "Brother Jiang, do you know what it feels like to be pregnant with a baby?"
Jiang Suihan remained silent.
He is a grown man, if he could understand what it is like to be pregnant, he would be the first person in history.
Nan Baoyi lowered his head and looked at his flat belly: "It's like carrying a unique pearl in the world... Although my pearl cannot be seen by others, I am still very happy!"
There was light in her eyes.
Jiang Suihan was infected by her emotions and said with a smile: "How about choosing a name first?"
"Naming? I don't even know if it's a boy or a girl yet. What's more..." The girl's eyebrows were gentle, "I want my second brother to participate in such a big thing as naming. He will definitely be happier than me!"
…
royal palace.
Zhaoyang Palace.
Xiao Yi stood on the corridor with his hands behind his hands, staring at the autumn scenery.
His eyelids suddenly twitched.
For some reason, at this moment, his mind suddenly moved slightly, as if something happy had happened.
The originally desolate autumn scenery suddenly sprouted infinite vitality in his eyes.
His eyes fell on Ah Ruo.
Maybe it was because of the influence of the little guy that you had this kind of emotion?
It was rare for the little guy to go out of the study to play. He hugged the small windmill made for him by the palace maid and ran around in the garden with the wind blowing. When he saw a fallen persimmon on the ground, he couldn't help but pick it up and ran to him happily. in front of.
The little guy raised his head, held up the persimmon high like a treasure, and said with a sweet voice: "Father, look, Ah Ruo picked up a persimmon!"
Xiao Yi took it.
The persimmons are round and bulging, with a golden color.
Put it under the tip of your nose and smell it, it is the smell of this autumn.
"Father, grandma said that autumn is coming when there are persimmons on the trees." Ah Ruan shook his head, "'Bai Shang Su Festival, the moon is the day to give clothes.' Father, we should ask the palace people to prepare winter clothes!"
The little guy speaks in a precise manner and knows how to quote from the book.
Xiao Yi touched his little head and took his little hand into the palace garden: "Have you reviewed all the books you learned yesterday?"
"I've reviewed it." Ah Ruo said obediently, "Father, I miss my grandma very much. Let's pick some persimmons together and make persimmon cakes for grandma to give to her so that she can have a taste of it. Can we?"
Xiao Yi curled his thin lips.
When the little guy mentioned persimmon cakes, it reminded him of the persimmon cakes Nan Jiaojiao made for him when he was still in Jinguan City when he went to Yelang Kingdom.
The persimmon meat is sweet and the icing is white.
The spring, summer, autumn and winter of Chaowen Courtyard,
It's like it's right in front of you.
With longing hidden in Feng's eyes, he said ok softly.
…
Nan Baoyi was studying in Shangyang Palace when he received the persimmon cakes sent by his father and son from the palace.
She is still the fourth prince's concubine in name only. Except for going back to Nan's house every three to five times, she spends the rest of her time in Xiao Sui's palace.
Yuwei smiled and presented the carved wooden box: "The master sent it here. He said he and the young master made it together. See if you like it."
Nan Baoyi opened the lid expectantly.
There were six neat persimmons inside, golden and round, covered with a thin layer of frosting, as if the whole autumn was hidden in this wooden box.
The fragrance of sugar frosting and persimmon gradually filled the bedroom, which was particularly refreshing.
"Persimmon!"
Nan Baoyi couldn't help but laugh.
She picked up one and took a small bite. The persimmon meat was fragrant and sweet, melting between her teeth and cheeks. She felt like she was in the mountains and forests, and even her breathing became even.
Thinking that these persimmons were made by the father and son, her smile deepened.
She put down the persimmons and ordered: "Take out the pieces of cloth I brought from home and send them to Zhaoyang Palace as a return gift."
Yuwei greeted the palace maid and quickly brought out the brocade materials.
The black satin one is woven with a golden crane feather pattern. Nan Baoyi thinks it is very suitable for tailoring an autumn cloak. It must be paired with a white silk robe with snowflake patterns, which will definitely suit the second brother.
That piece of Sichuan brocade with cinnabar and red jacquard pattern is suitable for making clothes for A Ruo. The little guy is born with pink and jade, so he should wear bright highlights.
When Yuwei took the palace maid to deliver clothing materials, Nan Baoyi spread out pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk.
She dipped her pen in ink and wrote "Heli Shu" in small regular script with hairpins on the paper.
Marrying Xiao Sui in the first place was Empress Shen's way of dividing her and her second brother.
Now, she has her second brother's child.
She wanted to be free, even if she couldn't tell anyone about this freedom.
After writing the letter of departure, she went straight to Xiao Sui's bedroom.
The bedroom was filled with the fragrance of medicine, and several maids who were serving her quickly bowed when they saw her coming.
Nan Baoyiping backed away from them and stepped into the inner hall alone.
The inner hall is messy, with bookshelves scattered around. There are ancient books opened everywhere on the floor, desks, and window sills.
A boy of eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a white uniform, with a bamboo hosta holding his hair in a loose bun, was sitting on the carpet with one hand on his head, staring at the rising incense burner, not knowing what he was thinking.
There was a formation of copper coins lined up on the low table, which looked divine, just like her senior brother's poinsettia.
Nan Baoyi sat across from the short desk: "Your Highness, Fourth Prince?"
Xiao Sui came to his senses.
He said calmly: "What?"
Nan Baoyi put He Li Shu in front of him: "I hope you will sign and pledge this thing. As for Queen Shen, we still have to continue acting, but in fact, I want you and me to have nothing to do with each other."
Xiao Sui had no interest in her at all, and marrying her was just a temporary solution.
He picked up his pen and signed and stamped the two letters of departure without hesitation.
He handed a copy to Nan Baoyi: "How's it going over there, Queen Mother?"
Nan Baoyi put away the letter and said: "The Queen has been selecting female officials. In the past, female officials were not allowed to go to court to discuss matters. Even I could only stay behind the curtain with the Queen to listen to politics. Now, the Queen has issued a decree requiring all female officials to Let’s go to the Golden Palace together and enjoy the same power as other officials.”
Xiao Sui: "The court has a lot of opinions, right?"
Nan Baoyi nodded: "This decree will be officially implemented tomorrow, and the court tomorrow will probably be very lively."
The dormitory fell into silence.
After a moment, Nan Baoyi said sincerely: "Actually, there are many female officials who are both talented and knowledgeable. I think it is not a bad thing for women to be officials. Even if Empress Shen falls in the future, I still hope that women can continue to study and become officials. , rather than being stuck in the backyard.”
Xiao Sui twisted the ebony beads: "That is in the future. I only care about the present. The army in the southwest has begun to mobilize. Before the New Year, I want to see a brand new Chang'an."
Please remember the first domain name of this book: . The fastest website to update the mobile version: