Chapter 242: Letter from Zhuzhu and Little Grandpa

Song Rou: "......"

She didn't want to!

In today's draft, seeing so many little girls being selected into Brother Huainan's harem, she didn't have a taste in her heart, and another big beauty like Kim Xiuyeol would not be happy with her in the next half a year.

Before she could come up with a reason for refusal, Kim so-yeol was upset.

She said loudly: "This princess came from afar to make peace and peace between the two countries!" You push me around like a plaything, don't you take me in your eyes?! ”

"Sister Kimβ€”"

"Don't talk!"

Jin Xiulie impatiently interrupted Song Rou, with deep eyes like a bright moon, and stared at Chu Huainan fixedly: "The regent is unwilling to marry me, but His Majesty the Emperor wants to marry me?" If I don't marry, I'll pack my bags today and go back to Xiban! ”

Chu Huainan played with the tea cup.

His left eye was covered with brocade cloth, and he could only use his only intact right eye to look at Nan Baoyi.

The little county lord didn't care whether he took a concubine or not, and only focused on talking to Xiao Yi.

When he saw it in his eyes, the tip of his heart inevitably ached.

Seeing that he didn't care about himself, Jin Xiulie suddenly became angry, and said loudly: "Your Majesty the Emperor, marry or not, you give this princess a word of accuracy!" What did you and the Empress say when you sent an envoy to the Western Barbarians to ask me to send troops to the Western Barbarian Kingdom? You promised me to be a concubineβ€”"

"Enough!"

Song Rou hurriedly interrupted her.

Colluding with the Western barbarians, causing civil strife in Shengjing, and slaughtering their own people, after all, is not a glorious thing.

She felt as uncomfortable as if she had eaten a fly: "The princess is beautiful, and Your Majesty naturally loves it very much." Just asked you to marry the regent, but it's just a joke. Your Majesty, you have long planned to canonize the princess as a concubine. ”

Kim so-yeol's face is only slightly better-looking.

She snorted arrogantly and left with her servant on her toes.

Song Rou sat slumped on the circle chair, feeling powerless.

She glanced not far away.

Nan Baoyi was whispering something in Xiao Yi's ear, her lips were smiling, her eyes were like autumn water, she was obviously married, but she was still as innocent and delicate as a girl, which showed how much Xiao Yi spoiled her in the past.

She glanced at Chu Huainan again.

Her Huainan brother always pays attention to Nan Baoyi.

The tip of Song Rou's nose was sour, and tears quietly welled up.

She tossed for half a month to hold this draft banquet, what did she get?

The sweetheart never looked at him, but there were more than a dozen fairies in the harem, and he couldn't get what he wanted to stumble on Nanbao's clothes, and even made himself a big trouble for Jin Xiuyeol......

Song Rou closed her eyes deeply.

She looked up and drank, but tears rolled down her cheeks.

After the draft banquet was dispersed, Nan Baoyi and Xiao Yi returned to the Regent's Mansion.

As soon as he stepped into the outer hall, Shi Yan greeted him, and said respectfully: "I received a few letters today, which were addressed to the princess. ”

"A letter to me?"

Nan Baoyi was stunned, and then said happily: "It must have been sent to me by Zhuzhu!" ”

She eagerly took the letter and ran into the inner sanctum.

She sat down under the west window and hurriedly opened the first one.

The letter turned out to be written to her by her grandmother.

Nan Baoyi was eager to know the current situation at home, so she read it at a glance, with joy on her little face, but also some worries.

Xiao Yi knelt beside her, took off the step on her cloud bun, watched her head fall like a waterfall, and said lightly: "What did the letter say?" ”

Nan Baoyi said sincerely: "Grandmother said that after getting the business license documents sent by the aftertaste and tasting heart, she has asked the second uncle and eldest brother to go to Chang'an to open a money village and buy a house. ”

Xiao Yi played with her crow hair: "Dayong is the most powerful country, and Chang'an is the richest country in the world, with roads extending in all directions, bringing together the richest businessmen and various businesses in the world. If the Nan family wants to become the richest man in the country, it is not a long-term solution to entrench in Jinguancheng, and it is the right way to move the family to Chang'an and open a total money village there. ”

Nan Baoyi pinched the letter paper and groaned.

If she let her grandmother move to Chang'an, she was worried that Empress Dayong would be bad for her family.

Empress Dayong......

I don't like her daughter-in-law.

As if seeing her worry, Xiao Yi hugged her from behind, leaned down and whispered behind her ear: "Although that woman is black-hearted and mercenary, she will not focus on the Nan family who can bring great benefits to Dayong because of you." That woman, very shrewd. ”

Nan Baoyi was stunned.

In the southwestern countries, the Nan family is second to none of the richest people.

If you move to Dayong, the amount of taxes paid to the Dayong government every year is enough to make other countries blush, just like a hen that lays golden eggs, and it is the government's favorite housewarming household.

Nan Baoyi's heart suddenly trembled.

She looked back in horror: "That business license document was personally approved by your mother, so that Shen Yiyi would never use it to buy me." At that time, in Yulouchun, Shen Yijue had a conflict with Boss Han, and I didn't care about this document for a while, so I found an opportunity to take it secretly. Don't...... He deliberately threw away the paperwork and deliberately lured my family to move to Dayong?! ”

Xiao Yi kissed her ear: "Otherwise, Jiaojiao thinks you can take advantage of her?" ”

Nan Baoyi's eyes were surging with emotion.

Before they even met, she already felt the horror of her future mother-in-law.

If they met, she was really afraid that her pants would be calculated.

She frowned and said solemnly: "Xiao Yi, I'm starting to regret marrying you." ”

Xiao Yi's thin lips hooked and smiled, brushed her falling crow hair, and bit her white and tender neck recklessly: "It's late." ”

"Hiss......"

Nan Baoyi was in pain, and he was not allowed to kiss him, turned around and slapped his chest a few times, and said angrily: "The second brother only said half a month ago that he wanted to listen to me, and you forgot the rules I set for you, haven't you?" ”

Xiao Yi's Adam's apple rolled, and Danfeng's eyes gradually became dark.

This little girl, I still remember that it has been half a month.

For half a month, he couldn't go to bed at night, and when he wanted to get up, he would pour cold showers at first, and after a few days, it didn't work, he couldn't bear it, so he had to ask her for pleasure.

But she became more and more energetic, and even forced him to solve it himself again and again.

And she's watching from the sidelines!

Today, Xiao Yi couldn't bear it.

He wrapped the little Jiao Niang between her chest and the low case, grabbed her slapping hands, held them high above her head, and the corners of her lips pursed a wicked smile: "Nan Jiaojiao, the so-called husband has a way, you have to beat a stick and give a date." If you only beat sticks and don't give dates, who can stand it? ”

His strength was so great that one hand could easily imprison her hands.

Free up one hand to untie the skirt.

Nan Baoyi couldn't break away from him, so he was in a hurry, took out the posture of the princess regent, and scolded: "You, if you dare to mess around, I will not spare it-hmm-"

Before the word "Rao" was finished, it turned into a shallow whimper.

Half an hour later.

The curtain hung low.

Nan Baoyi lay in Xiao Yi's arms, although her little face was flushed with rain from crying, but the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were full of imperceptible joy.

Xiao Yi clasped her slender waist with one hand and supported her forehead with the other, and asked with a smile: "How?" ”