Chapter 99: How to marry Xiao Yi
Xiao Yi looked at his hands full of oil, and he had the urge to stuff the pig's trotters into Nanguang's mouth.
But for the sake of Nan Jiaojiao's face, he decided to be patient for the time being.
On the opposite side of the carriage, Nan Baoyi rolled up the bamboo curtain, looked at the scenery on the long street, and the figure of Nan Yan appeared in his mind.
What did she say to Xia Qingqing to make Xia Qingqing stop going crazy?
I always feel that she seems to have a trick......
At this time, Nan Yan applied medicine in the medical hall, and her cheeks were finally swollen.
She hired a carriage and went straight to Xia's mansion, and as soon as she stepped into Xia Qingqing's boudoir, a jade bowl flew in front of her.
She caught the jade bowl, looked at the mess all over the ground, and then looked at Xia Qingqing, who was still angrily smashing things, and smiled.
She put the jade bowl on the Bogu shelf and said softly: "Sister Qingqing, I told you that I have a way for you to marry Xiao Yi as Mrs. Hou as a sick person." Sit down and listen to me. ”
Xia Qingqing sat down with a distorted face: "If you dare to make bad ideas again this time, I want you to look good!" ”
"Sister Qingqing, don't worry." Nan Yan personally added tea for her, "In Xiling Snow Mountain before, when you and Xiao Yi were discussing marriage, the reason why he refused was because he already had a favorite woman. ”
"Who is it?!"
"My sister, Nan Baoyi."
Xia Qingqing was stunned: "They are brother and sister!" ”
"What about brother and sister, there is no blood relationship."
"But if it gets out, it's enough to ruin your reputation and make people despicable! This is not a trivial matter, Nan Yan, do you have any evidence? ”
"How dare I talk nonsense without evidence? The purse worn by Xiao Yi is from Nan Baoyi's hand. The red string headband he tied around his wrist, and the winning money strung on the headband were also Nan Baoyi's. Sister Qingqing, think about it carefully, if he doesn't like her, how can he wear these things close to his body? In addition, Nan Baoyi and I are both his sisters, why does he only treat Nan Baoyi differently? ”
Xia Qingqing's face was complicated.
Nan Yan instigated: "Sister Qingqing, as long as you threaten the Nan family with this secret, for the sake of the family's reputation, grandmother will definitely agree to your marriage with Xiao Yi." ”
Xia Qingqing drank half a cup of tea and suddenly smiled.
She sneered: "I originally thought that this life was over, but I didn't expect that there would be a chance to turn around!" Sure enough, Xiao Gongzi and I are destined to marry, seeing that I am married to someone else, this time I turn my head, I still want to become his woman! Probably, this is called marriage destiny! ”
Nan Yan smiled: "Sister Qingqing is beautiful and moving, Xiao Yi is a high-powered Hou Ye, you two are a match made in heaven!" That fake Qincha died when he died, who cares? ”
Xia Qingqing stared at her.
Since beating Nan Yan to give her ideas, she has been unlucky once.
This time, he was even retaliated by Nan Baoyi and contracted a vicious disease.
Nan Baoyi is hateful, and Nan Rou is equally hateful!
She smiled and called to her maidservant: "Go, bring me the amber marigold that I treasure." ”
The maidservant took out a brocade box from the inner chamber.
Xia Qingqing pushed the brocade box to Nan Yan, "This amber marigold is purchased by my father from the Western Regions at a high price, and it is worth a thousand gold. For your sake, I thank you for thinking so much about me. ”
Nan Yan opened the brocade box.
The tea cup in the brocade box is delicate and clear, and it is a first-class product at a glance.
She modestly excused herself: "Sister Qingqing, it is my duty to help you, how dare I accept your gift?" ”
"What I have at home is silver, just a teacup, you can take it back and use it!"
Nan Yan accepted the gift and left with a smile.
Xia Qingqing stared at her back, sneered, and picked her nails carelessly.
The maidservant said respectfully: "Miss's distant second cousin is infected with tuberculosis, and that amber calendula is his usual thing, if Nan Rou uses it, she will also be infected, Miss is really smart!" ”
"Nan Yan loves vanity and has never used such a good teacup. When she returns home, she will definitely be eager to use it. She caused me to be infected with willows, and I caused her to be infected with tuberculosis, which can be regarded as flat! ”
Xia Qingqing was proud, and said, "Go and invite my mother over, I have to let her take the time to go to Nanfu for me." I can't marry a second-grade Beijing official, can't I marry a second-grade marquis? I, Xia Qingqing, am the life of the official's wife after all! ”
……
Nanfu.
The spacious and luxurious carriage came to a halt.
In autumn, the sun sets early, and the sun is setting westward, and the sky is already twilight.
Nan Baoyi got out of the carriage, and the lotus leaf reminded in a whisper:
"Miss, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, according to the rules, you have to have a reunion dinner in the old lady's courtyard at noon, and the three rooms will enjoy the moon reunion in the evening. You haven't been reunited with your master for two years, why don't you take advantage of today's happiness and invite him to go to the Chaowen Courtyard tomorrow night? ”
Nan Baoyi thought about it.
Since her mother left, she has not celebrated the holiday with her father.
Although her father is disgusted, she is still very willing to reunite with him to enjoy the moon.
She pinched the corners of Nanguang's sleeves and coquettishly said: "Dad, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, will you come to Chaowen Courtyard to have a reunion dinner with me and enjoy the moon together in the evening?" You tell me the story of Chang'e and Jade Rabbit! ”
The youngest daughter is soft and glutinous, and Danfeng's eyes are squeamish.
Nanguang's heart was as soft as water, touched her little head, and responded: "Jiaojiao, don't worry, Dad will definitely accompany you to have a reunion dinner tomorrow night!" By the way, move your mother's tablet out, and ask her to enjoy the moon with us! ”
Nan Baoyi was speechless.
The words in front sound quite gratifying, but what are the words in the back?
What is "moving her mother's tablet out"?!
Fortunately, she had long been accustomed to the old guy's inconsistency, so she casually said a perfunctory remark, and turned back to the Chaowen Courtyard.
As she walked through the verandah, she commanded:
"Lotus leaf, you let the small kitchen start preparing dinner from tomorrow morning, and be sure to cook a few more dishes that my dad likes. He likes to eat soybean stewed pig's trotters, you ask the small kitchen to stew for two more hours, and it must be stewed until crispy and delicious. In addition, go to the warehouse to move a jar of osmanthus brew, and you have to pick the expensive one. ”
Lotus Ye smiled: "Miss is pure filial piety." ”
Nan Baoyi thought about it for a while, and then advised: "There are also moon cakes, my father likes to eat moon cakes with salted egg yolk filling, so ask the small kitchen to make a few more." ”
The lotus leaves should be down one by one.
Xiao Yi took his hand and followed behind not far away.
It was just a meal with her father, and the little girl was so happy that she even walked with the wind.
He looked indifferently out of the verandah.
The twilight is deepening, the sound of frogs in the garden is continuous, and the pond reflects an unsatisfactory moon.
I don't know if the moon is perfect in Chang'an tonight?
He ridiculed Nan Jiaojiao for being happy when she had a reunion dinner with her father, but he didn't even have the opportunity to have a reunion dinner with his relatives.
It turns out that the real poor man is himself.
He hooked his lips and smiled, cold and cold.
"Second brother!"
Nan Baoyi suddenly turned around.
She solemnly held the corner of Xiao Yi's sleeve, "Second brother, tomorrow night for a small reunion, will you eat with us and enjoy the moon?" ”
Lord Quanchen has lost his parents since he was a child, and he lives alone in the world, which is even more pitiful than her.
She should care for him!