Chapter Twenty-Five: Dragging People

The old things in her previous life were intertwined in Nalan Qi's mind, making her only feel a splitting headache. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

She squinted and looked out of the screen, Huang Shangshu was still sitting on the kang, talking and laughing with Taifu with his face up.

"Brother Xian, according to what you said, it is indeed inconvenient for me to visit Lord Nie's house, or go back to the house to write an excerpt first, and then discuss it tomorrow in the court." Mrs. Li waved her hand and refused the pastries and tea brought by the maids, lifted her robe, and got up to say goodbye.

"Brother Li walked slowly. Although my grandson is still young, he will also be a leader in the future, if Brother Li is not tired, why not say a few good words in the excerpt? Huang Shangshu hurriedly made a compilation.

Nalan Qi was a little anxious when he heard this, and there seemed to be a hundred claws scratching his chest.

In a trance, a trace of clarity flashed in her heart.

Her father has been missing from the beginning to the present, and Huang Shangshu should have deliberately let his father avoid Mrs. Li!

is not like Mrs. Li's almost pedantic integrity, although her father does not admire the powerful, and he is only a civil official above the court, but he knows the twists and turns in the officialdom best.

In the previous life, until the Holy Lord summoned Nalan Yuze, everyone in the Nalan family was still ignorant about this matter, if his father could know in advance, he would definitely be able to think clearly about the powerful relationship behind this. But Mrs. Li's efficiency has always been very high, and if he tells his father about this after returning home, I am afraid that the excerpts have already been presented, and it will not help.

Huang Shangshu must be dragged down.

Nalan Qi got up suddenly, holding back enough strength to crash into the blue-and-white mahogany screen, which fell in response to the sound and let out a heavy muffled sound.

The chatting of everyone in the outer hall stopped abruptly, and their faces were stunned.

"You little leather monkey, let you stay behind the screen so as not to collide with the Taifu, why did you still get into trouble?" After a while, Huang Shangshu reacted, frowning and calling the maid to help Nalan Qi up.

"How did this kid fall? Is it a big deal? Mrs. Li turned back from the threshold, and it was difficult to hide her concern on her face.

"What's the matter! This child is very skinny at home, although she is a woman, she goes to the house to uncover the tiles and goes down to the river to fish. Huang Shangshu hurriedly stopped Mrs. Li halfway, and said softly with a little apology: "Thousands of calculations, but Brother Li was disturbed by this restlessness when he left." Alas, butler, you go to send off the Taifu, don't make any mistakes. ”

Nalan Qi stood up slowly with the maid, only to feel that there seemed to be a thousand ants biting at the shoulder blades, and the pain was terrible. A child's bones are very easy to break, and I think they are dislocated.

"Mrs. Li, I often hear others praise you at home, and I have admired you for a long time. I just listened to your conversation with the monk, I was very drunk, and when I saw that you were about to leave, I hurriedly got up and prepared to salute, but I forgot that I was behind the screen! As a result, he hit his head on the screen, which disturbed Taifu. ”

She was so painful that she almost screamed, but in the end she just straightened up, let out a long breath, and raised a modest and admiring face towards Mrs. Li.

"You kid, you're ······"

Mrs. Li was stunned.

"Brother, I'm getting married tomorrow, you have to be careful when you carry me, don't drop your sister-in-law."

"Brother, your sister-in-law and I went to the temple fair today, and we met an arrogant boy who said that you are a nerd who can only study scriptures, and your sister-in-law punched him on the spot, isn't it powerful?"

"Brother, do you see it? The baby in my belly is almost June, and you're going to have a nephew or niece soon. By the way, brother, I didn't say you, I didn't get married before, you always said that you were afraid that you would marry a and come back to bully me, and you would start a family after I got married. But now, I have children, and you are still alone. Alas, if our great writer is lonely in the future, don't blame his sister for delaying his wife! ”

The smiling face that had not appeared for many years flashed in front of Mrs. Li's eyes unexpectedly.

"Mrs. Li, my name is Nalan Qi, and my father is Nalan Junyi."

Nalan Qi saw that Mrs. Li's expression was very trance-like, and her face was also a little sad, and she knew in her heart that she and her grandmother, who was Mrs. Li's sister, looked too good.

"Sister Qi, you have really caused a lot of trouble today. At first, he didn't follow the rules of visiting the elders, but he was a quarter of an hour late, and now, he disturbed the Taifu again. You, you, don't stay here and make your grandfather angry, come with me to the side hall. Nalan Yu, who had been sitting in the corner of the room without making a sound, suddenly walked over, hugged Nalan Qi affectionately, and interjected.

"Follow your sister to the side hall! I was late before, and I should have punished you for thinking about it, but you said that you have admired Taifu for a long time, and I was soft-hearted for a while to allow you to stay behind the screen and listen, and now I will never be soft-hearted! Huang Shangshu could no longer hold his kind and tolerant appearance, and scolded him a little harshly.

Nalan Qi listened to the two ancestors and grandchildren singing and harmonizing, and laughed in his heart.

"Ancestor, Qi'er was late before, and there was a reason for it." She raised her eyes to look at Huang Shangshu aggrievedly.

Huang Shangshu already had an unconcealed unhappiness on his face, but Nalan Qi didn't see it, and continued to say gently.

"On the way here, I happened to meet Ziyan's study open, and I thought about my grandfather's love for Mr. Ziyan's paintings but couldn't ask for it, so I also went to try my luck."

A word was thrown to the ground, and the room was silent.

"Hahaha, sister, if you're not talking nonsense, you're not doing your best."

A moment later, the whole room resounded with laughter one after another, and even the little maid serving tea covered her mouth and nose. Nalan Yu was even more exaggerated, holding her stomach while wrinkling her nose and grimacing.

"Did you ask for it?"

Mrs. Li, who had been standing aside in a trance, didn't know when she woke up, but her hand holding the cuff still couldn't stop trembling.

"I got it." Nalan Qi raised a bright smile at those gentle eyes.