Nan Baoyi was silent.

It always felt like he was hinting at something.

She still handed the bare to Xiao Yi: "Tonight's Mid-Autumn Festival, in the end, is her intention." ”

Xiao Yi lowered his head and played with it for a moment, and then sneered: "When I was a child, I also hoped that she would love me, and I was thousands of miles away from her, thinking that even if I could receive a letter from her." It's just that I'm looking forward to it every year, and I'm disappointed every year...... Nan Jiaojiao, I am also a family person now, and her love is not uncommon for me. ”

He threw the bare leg to the ground and grabbed Nan Baoyi's little hand instead.

The girl fell into his arms unexpectedly and was pressed into the dragon tent by him.

She hurriedly pushed him away, annoyed by the messy bun: "I haven't bathed yet, what are you doing?" It's annoying, it's just this morning—"

She quickly bit her lower lip and stopped the conversation.

Xiao Yi sat up cross-legged, holding his cheek with one hand, and smiled with phoenix eyes: "What?" ”

Nan Baoyi reached out and pounded him, and changed the topic with a crimson face: "By the way, what were you writing just now?" Smiling like a flower is definitely not a good thing. ”

Xiao Yi hooked the woven flower tie around her waist: "Some things in the court." You haven't finished what you just said, what? ”

Nan Baoyi's cheeks were even redder.

He knew what she meant, but he deliberately held on to it!

She tugged back on the tie and glared at him fiercely: "I'll go to the side hall to bathe yourself, you can sleep by yourself!" ”

Xiao Yi watched her pull her skirt and escape from the dormitory like a rabbit.

His thin lips curled, and he lay down lazily, pulling out the hidden decree—

"After I heard that the holy monarch will be established, he will build a temple of his ancestors and build a very thousand squares. Nanjia Baoyi, gentle and virtuous, elegant and dignified, outstanding virtue, and meritorious achievements. It is advisable to build a long autumn to Fengzong Temple. It is to recount the ancestors, not to replace the old life, and to give the queen a seal. Erqi should cultivate character, set an example for women in the world, take charge of the six palaces, and be the mother of the world. ”

This is the post-canonization decree he just wrote to Nan Jiaojiao.

The Mid-Autumn Festival has established a prince, and it should also be put on the agenda after the closure.

It is better to issue the holy decree after the canonization on Chinese New Year's Eve, so that the Nan family is happy and lively, Nan Jiaojiao's birthday is just in early spring and February, and it takes more than two months to prepare for the big wedding, so that the official canonization ceremony can be performed on her birthday.

He counted the time just right.

He hid the decree again and called, "Ten words." ”

Ten words sneaked into the temple: "What does the master command?" ”

"The crown, phoenix robe and other things that the queen wants to use, I have already instructed the Shang Palace Bureau to do it. Things are delicate, and the construction period is long, so the whole process is supervised by you, and the jade jewelry, gold and silver silk in the treasury are at your disposal, and I want the most precious and grand phoenix crown and palace skirt throughout the ages, without the slightest flaw. ”

He knew that the little girl in his family liked shiny gold and jewelry.

If she likes it, he will give it, and he has it in his treasury anyway.

Ten words were sincerely happy and happily did it.

Xiao Yi lay down again.

Looking around the dormitory, there are traces of his life with Nan Jiaojiao everywhere.

Her makeup mirror table, pearl and jade makeup, lip grease eyebrows......

His dragon case, his paperwork, his sword and bow and arrow hanging on the wall......

The tent is blended with the scent of landscape fragrance and hibiscus flowers, which together constitute the taste of home.

Family......

Xiao Yi casually pulled the champa that Nan Baoyi had dropped on the pillow, sniffed it deeply, and then slowly covered his face.

When she is here, the palace is no longer deserted.

The place where Nan Jiaojiao is located is Xiao Yi's home.

……

The other side.

Nan Baoyi entered the bathhouse.

She didn't ask the palace maid to serve, and after taking off her skirt, she stepped into the lotus bath carved from white marble alone, picked up a basket of peony petals, and sprinkled them all into the bath.

The room is full of sweetness.

When he was soaking happily, a cold voice came from behind him:

"Nan Xiaowu will enjoy it."

Nan Baoyi was startled.

Turning around to look, Han Yanliang was wearing a night clothes, and she didn't know when she came, sitting by the screen with her arms crossed, her hair in a bun with the golden hairpin that Shen Yijue gave her, but her face was a little ugly.

Obviously trapped by love.

Nanbao Yiwaner.

I wanted to come to Boss Han and sneak to her in the middle of the night to seek an explanation.

She floated to the shore of the pool, held her face with her hands, and deliberately asked, "On the Fenglu Palace, General Shen confessed to you in public." How, can you accept him? ”

"That's what I came to you for."

Han Yan exhaled a sigh of relief.

She has always been decisive in killing, but at this time, her pretty face was full of hesitation: "He wants me to give him an answer, but how can I reply?" I don't know if I love him or not, his entanglements sometimes annoy me, but sometimes I think he's fine. My grandfather persuaded me to marry him, but I couldn't make up my mind, so I came to ask you what you think. ”

Nan Baoyi picked up a milk date from the porcelain plate and ate it for herself.

Before she could think of the wording, Han Yanliang suddenly said, "What do you say will happen if you don't get married?" I'm doing well now, powerful and adored, why do I have to hang myself on the big tree of his Shen family? ”

Nan Baoyi ate another milk date.

She could see that Boss Han was absolutely affectionate to Shen Yi.

After thinking about it for a long time, she said euphemistically: "Not marrying, of course, there are also advantages to not marrying." It's just that Boss Han, in another ten or twenty years, your grandfather and elders will no longer be alive, and your friends will have families. If you can endure loneliness, of course you can not marry, I am afraid that you will regret it in the future. ”

Han Yanliang pondered for a moment and said, "What if you marry a non-human?" ”

"That's going to be miserable too." Nan Baoyi said crisply, "You love General Shen, but because he is from the Shen family, you are afraid that he is not a good person and hesitates." In my opinion, it's better to find an opportunity to test him and see if he and Shen Yichao have the same temperament in their bones. ”

The cold smoke was cool and thoughtful.

After a long time, she suddenly came back to her senses, and said angrily: "I don't love him, it's just that I have already reached the age of marriage, and I don't know who to choose." ”

Nan Baoyi smiled and nodded: "I understand!" ”

The cold smoke is a little airy.

She couldn't figure it out herself, but Nan Xiaowu did.

She got up to leave, took a few steps, and turned back and said, "By the way, next month, Yulou will open in spring, and I will perform your new play, remember to come over and have a drink." ”

……

On the day of the official opening of Yulouchun in Chang'an, Nan Baoyi went as scheduled.

Nan Baozhu knew that her sister was coming, so she waited at the door of the theater early in the morning, took her hand and said with a smile: "I just came over, I heard that Boss Han also invited his grandmother and them, and they are sitting in the box." ”

"Auntie!"

The crisp and immature child's voice suddenly sounded.

Ah Wan jumped out of the carriage with the hand of the waiter and happily saluted Nan Baozhu.

He is now the crown prince.

Nan Baozhu was startled, hurriedly avoided his body, and said in a low voice: "Why did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince come with him?" Your courtesy, the courtiers dare not accept it! ”