Ning Su was furious and glanced at Nan Baozhu.

The lady of the Nan family knelt in place in silence.

Her complexion is excellent, her eyebrows and eyes are not bewitching, pure and delicate like a child, and she is probably the pearl of the family's pampered boudoir.

A man who has been fighting horses for half his life has always defended his family and the country and maintained the weak.

He softened his heart and made the biggest concession: "You can be a concubine." ”

The aristocratic Langjun of Chang'an has become a prostitute, and concubines are very common.

Ning Wanzhou raised her head suddenly.

He was about to argue and protest, but Ning Su said lightly: "Ning Wanzhou, for the grandmother, mother and sister who raised you, think about it." Chang'an does not allow Shishu to intermarry, and the consequences of intermarriage, even if you can afford it, our whole family can't afford it. ”

Ning Wanzhou's face was hideous.

He knew what the consequences would be if the scholars intermarried.

But......

Even if he is not the heir of the Zhenguo Mansion, he wants to marry Nan Baozhu openly!

However, he wanted to use his identity as the heir of the Zhenguo Mansion to take her out of South Vietnam.

He looked at Nan Baozhu and decided to leave the choice to her.

As long as she is unwilling to be a concubine, then he will give up the identity of the little grandfather!

Escaping from South Vietnam is a big deal!

Nan Baozhu lowered her eyes, and tears seeped into her mouth, very bitter.

Is there a way to get both worlds?

As long as she doesn't marry Song Ming's disgusting thing, as long as she doesn't drag down the family, she will be very satisfied, anyway, her identity is not worthy of Ning Wanzhou.

She raised her little face full of tears: "I am willing to be a concubine for the little grandfather." ”

She wanted to smile, but tears rolled down her face, wetting her scattered skirt.

A sense of humiliation arises spontaneously.

Ning Wanzhou's heart was cut like a blunt knife, and it hurt badly: "Sister, ......"

Ning Su couldn't bear it in his heart, turned his head, and said lightly: "I will talk to your family in detail." ”

The farce ends.

The crowd dispersed towards the outside of the hall.

Song Liu sneered and ridiculed: "A good lady in the main room refuses to be a concubine, she prefers to be a concubine, she really deserves it, she is really cheap!" ”

Song Ming dusted off her sleeve robe: "Missing me is her lifelong regret." ”

"Ming'er, for my mother, I'll help you see Mrs. tomorrow. There are so many officials and nobles in Shengjing City, they must all love you! Pick an innocent lady for you for your mother, and they will definitely be in a hurry to marry you! ”

Mother and son talked.

More than a dozen noble ladies passed by together, but they didn't see them, and chirped:

"I can see that the little grandfather took on everything in order to maintain Nan Baozhu's face. What a singable affection! ”

"Who's to say it isn't? In other words, I would rather be a concubine for the little grandfather than marry Song Shilang. Song Shilang is so old, he can be my father! ”

"The point is that he not only has an oil bottle under his knees, but also a wicked mother-in-law who is so difficult to serve. I'd rather die alone than marry Song Shilang to serve his family! ”

"I envy Nan Baozhu, the little grandfather is so beautiful, he can eat two more bowls of rice every day! I really want to get married! ”

“……”

They discussed fiercely and walked away one after another.

Song Liu: ???

Song Ming: ???

Song Ming's face turned pale.

He is also a three-grade waiter, in the marriage market, he is so unbearable, so not liked by girls? !

Song Liu's old face blushed and comforted: "Son, these women have eyes and no beads, and they don't know the benefits of marrying into our prime minister's mansion." Don't worry, another day for your mother, I will definitely pick a good family for you! ”

……

"For a concubine?!"

Qionghua Palace.

Nan Baoyi stood up in disbelief.

Xiao Yi was wearing a narrow-sleeved night shirt, leaning on a circle chair, and was opening a volume: "Although she is a concubine, Ning Wanzhou loves her like her life, and she is no different from a wife." The people in the Zhenguo Mansion are quite sensible and will not bully your little cousin. ”

"But she's my little cousin, how can she be a concubine?!" Nan Baoyi was hysterical, "Just because my family is a Shu clan, can't she even make the main room?!" ”

Xiao Yi closed the scroll.

He raised his eyes and looked at her quietly: "It's not my decision to make her a concubine. ”

Nan Baoyi turned his back with red eyes.

She knew that she shouldn't lose her temper at Xiao Yi, but she was just angry, and her stomach was full of anger!

Xiao Yi lowered his eyes and reopened the scroll: "Three days later, the Zhenguo Guild will return to Chang'an with Ning Wanzhou and Nan Baozhu, if you want to see them off-"

"It's because I had that bad idea that Zhuzhu will be a concubine. Second brother, do you think I have the face to see her off? ”

Xiao Yi was silent.

Nan Baoyi walked straight behind the screen.

The hot water was ready, and she pulled up her sandalwood hair, unbuttoned her skirt, and soaked it in warm water.

Wander in the heat.

She closed her eyes, her thoughts disorganized.

It is impossible to be a concubine......

But if you want to become the princess of the Zhenguo Mansion, you have to make Dayong recognize that the Nan family is a scholar family.

The family's current ambition is to be the richest man in the world, and Dayong Chang'an will have to go sooner or later, if he can get the status of a scholar, it will be beneficial to the whole family.

However, the evaluation of the scholar clan is extremely strict, and if the Shu clan wants to become a celebrity of the scholar clan, the ancestors must have been officials, and the family must also have prestige.

Prestige can be operated, but the ancestor is an official......

Nan Baoyi's eyebrows were tangled.

Her ancestors came to Jinguancheng more than 200 years ago to take root, and they didn't know what they were doing before.

Jin Guancheng, Dayong, official.

Ancestors......

Tianshu?

The word came out of his mind, and the girl was excited, and Huo Ran opened her eyes.

She didn't care about getting dressed, grabbed a light veil and wrapped it slightly, and ran out of the screen excitedly with bare feet: "Second brother, Dayong's Tianshu token will not appear at my house for no reason!" My ancestors, and the founding emperor of Dayong, must have an ulterior secret! If my ancestors had assisted the founding emperor of Dayong......"

Xiao Yi was slightly stunned.

He never thought about the relationship between Tianshu and the Nan family!

If enough evidence can be found to prove that the ancestors of the Nan family were indeed officials in Dayong, then when the Nan family enters Chang'an in the future, it may be assessed as a scholar clan!

After the founding hero, he should be a high-grade scholar!

Nan Baoyi read his thoughtful look and knew that this matter was feasible.

She was overjoyed, and the bird threw herself into his arms: "Second brother! ”

I didn't watch out for water stains on the soles of my feet.

Let's go!

She's slipping underneath!

The whole person fell directly under Xiao Yi's robe!

Nan Baoyi gasped, held Xiao Yi's knees, and as soon as she raised her head, she saw that her eyes were full of darkness, and she actually fell into his robe!

Between breaths, there is a cold fragrance of mountains and rivers.

Something was beating in the silk cloth, right in front of her face.

Nan Baoyi's face turned red, and she hurriedly lifted her robe.

Breathing came from above, slightly heavy.

Nan Baoyi raised his head and saw Xiao Yi condescendingly looking at him.

Only then did she notice that her light gauze robe had fallen apart, and that she was kneeling between his legs in a delicate gesture.