Nan Baoyi followed Shen Jiang into the mansion and walked through the courtyard under the guidance of the housekeeper.

Last night, the snow fell in the south of the Yangtze River, and there is a thin layer of snow on the Taihu Lake stone and grass in the garden today, which is delicate and clear, it is the scenery that the north does not have, and the marquee lamps hanging under the eaves are pasted with heavy gold leaf, and the financial resources of the Weichi family in Jiangnan can be seen.

Nan Baoyi whispered: "Niangniang took refuge in the Yuchi family, is she going to take revenge on Chang'an?" Even though the financial resources and strength of the Wei Chi family are good, how dare Niang Niang conclude that Yu Chi Chang is willing to help Niangniang? Or is it that Niang Niang wants to sell information in exchange for a place in the Wei Chi family? ”

Shen Jiang's side face is curved and beautiful, and his figure is amazingly tall and slender.

Even if she is nearly forty years old, she is still more bright and charming than a young girl, and the years and power have endowed her with a temperament that ordinary women do not have.

However, her expression was colder than the snow in the garden.

She pursed her red lips and didn't answer Nan Baoyi's question at all.

Nan Baoyi couldn't help but ask: "Niangniang, tell me?" ”

Shen Jiang annoyed her.

So far, I regret feeding this little girl twin Gu.

Kill and kill, fight and fight, take it with you, it's like bringing a chatterbox, the noise makes her ears hurt, she was really blind at the beginning, and then she felt that this little girl was of great use.

She was impatient and coldly spit out a few words: "Wei Chi Changgong, I love this palace." ”

Nan Baoyi's pupils shrank.

She opened her mouth to say something, but found that her tongue was knotted.

It is no wonder that the Wei Chi family has a million-strong army, but they have never marched to the north in these years.

Is it because Wei Chi Chang is jealous of Empress Shen?

She stared at Shen Jiang's back, and her mood was extremely complicated for a while.

She thought of Xiao Yu, who had not asked about state affairs for 20 years, and Pei Mu'an, who had to help Shen Jiang prepare a way out at the expense of his official position, and couldn't help but smack her lips and whispered compliments: "Niangniang is really ...... Peach blossoms are blooming all over the ground......"

The key is that the quality of the peach blossoms is not bad!

A quarter of an hour later, she finally followed Shen Jiang to the hall of the main courtyard.

The maid lifted the felt curtain.

The furnishings in the hall are luxurious and elegant, and there are many officials and staff members of Jinling City.

Nan Baoyi saw the young Langjun in white at a glance.

Shen Yichao!

Shen Yichao's lengthy green silk hung down under his waist, and he only simply tied a black silk hairband at the end of his hair, and when he raised his eyes to see her come in, his ruddy thin lips raised his arc, and he looked like he was mixing well in Jinling.

Separated by many staff, he raised a glass to her from afar.

In the clear eyes, there is the pleasure of revenge on her.

Nan Baoyi turned his head and hid behind Shen Jiang.

Shen Yichao smiled slightly, and calmly got up to greet him: "Auntie." ”

Shen Jiang bowed his head and saw a girl in a blue dress behind him.

Shen Yichao introduced: "This is the eldest lady of the Wei Chi family, Yu Chi Shan. ”

Nan Baoyi looked at it curiously.

The girl is fifteen or sixteen years old, and she is delicate and thin, with a bit of Jiangnan grace.

She respectfully saluted Shen Jiangfu: "Shan'er greets the queen." ”

Nanbao's eyes flowed.

How did she look at it, this girl seemed to like Shen Yichao?

is also, Shen Yichao was born with a clear and beautiful appearance and a good demeanor, which really attracts his daughter's family.

was liked by the eldest lady of the Wei Chi family, and Shen Yichao could certainly rise to prominence in Jinling.

When she looked at it, Shen Yichao's gaze fell on her.

He clasped his hands in his sleeves, and his voice couldn't hear joy and anger: "I haven't seen you for months, Miss Nan is fine." Everything in Luoyang City is vivid in my mind, because I am worried about how to repay Miss Nan, I often toss and turn late at night, and it is difficult to sleep......"

The elongated tone brings out a bit of gloom.

Nan Baoyi is a person who has to bow his head under the eaves.

She coughed lightly: "Shen Xiaolangjun is a beautiful woman on the side, and he is living very well, what are you doing in the past?" Now you're reunited with your aunt, hehe......"

The meeting of enemies in the hall was lively, and an excited "Sister Jiang" suddenly came from not far away.

Nan Baoyi tilted his head to look.

Behind the screen, a man in his thirties walked quickly,

Wearing a tooth-white shirt with wide sleeves, he was born with wide shoulders and narrow waist, long and straight, and his face was handsome and chic, but there seemed to be some ruthlessness hidden between his eyebrows, and it was only because he saw Shen Jiang that his narrow eyes with anger became moist and gentle.

He stepped forward with a smile: "I know that Sister Jiang likes to dress up like Confucianism, just like the pianist back then, so I deliberately dressed up, and it was too late...... Knowing that Sister Jiang is coming, I am very happy in my heart...... I remember that I only met Sister Jiang when I went to Beijing three years ago to report on work...... Sister Jiang lost ...... weight"

He spoke incoherently with excitement.

The officials and staff in the hall had subtle expressions.

The head of the Wei Chi family can be regarded as the overlord of one party, he acts obediently and flamboyantly on weekdays, and dresses uninhibitedly, how can he be so cautious in front of Queen Shen?

Not only did he wear the clothes of a Confucian student, but he didn't even know where to put his hands and feet!

Nan Baoyi also sees fresh.

Therefore, women still have to spend money and time to make up and maintain themselves, no matter what age they are in the future, they dare to fight with the little girl when they stand out, and maybe there will be young Lang Jun admired.

Shen Jiang's face was pale: "You know all about Chang'an?" ”

Wei Chi Changgong's face instantly turned ruthless: "Sister Jiang wants the position of the Son of Heaven, why do you have to work in person?" Jiangnan is your royal land, after the beginning of spring, Changgong will definitely lead an army of millions to take Chang'an and send you to the position of the son of Dayong! ”

Shen Jiang didn't care.

She took off her robe and sat down, folded the folding fan in her hand, and pointed to the guide Baoyi: "Settle her down, send a few mothers-in-law to keep an eye on her all the time, don't let her escape." ”

Only then did Wei Chi Changgong notice Nan Baoyi.

He didn't ask who Nan Baoyi was, and was about to tell the maid to take her down, when Shen Yichao suddenly said: "Lord Weichi, this little lady has something to do with Shen, can you hand her over to Shen for disposal?" ”

Wei Chi Chang looked at Shen Jiang respectfully.

Nan Baoyi's heart also lifted.

Shen Jiang's gaze wandered between Nan Baoyi and Shen Yichao, and after a moment, she raised her lips: "I'm afraid it's inappropriate." ”

Nan Baoyi breathed a sigh of relief, and was actually a little grateful to the twin Gu.

She smiled innocently at Shen Yichao, turned around and followed the mother-in-law down.

The mansion of the Wei Chi family covers a large area.

The mother-in-law rowed a boat, took her to an island in the middle of the lake, locked her in a small pavilion on the island, and did not leave a maid to serve her, but told her that they would bring her food and water every day.

Nan Baoyi is happy.

Anyway, with the twin Gus, she can't die and won't be injured.

The top priority is to take care of the fetus, as long as you wait for the second brother to save her.

The small pavilion is exquisitely furnished.

She spread out the cashmere carpet on the floor, made another furnace of gold charcoal, sat in front of the mirror table by the window, hummed the song of Shudi, and gently combed her long hair.

On the shore of the lake, a young man in brocade with a wine gourd hanging from his waist stood with his hands in his hands.

The young man has faded away from the frivolity and stubbornness of the past, and his demeanor is calm and introverted.

He stared at the small pavilion, his narrow eyes as bright as the stars.

"Sister ...... Nan"

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