"But, I just want you to eat it!"

The young man's eyebrows and eyes were unruly, and his face was taken for granted.

Nan Baoyi's heart warmed slightly.

She examined the injury and said, "I'll help you bandage it first." ”

Herbs grow in the woods.

She plucked a handful of grass blades to stop bleeding, pounded them on a flat stone, carefully applied them to Wei Chi Beichen's wound, and took out a white handkerchief and carefully bandaged his ankle.

Yu Chi Beichen lowered his eyes to look at her.

The sun was fine in the woods, and the little girl of the Nan family, wearing a snow-white robe, was meticulous and gentle in her actions of applying medicine.

She tied her handkerchief into a bow, looked up and asked him, "Does it hurt?" ”

Yu Chi Beichen was still looking at her.

I don't know who made her sad, the pair of sparkling Danfeng eyes were flushed, and the white and tender little face was full of fine tears, like a hibiscus stained with autumn dew, shake it, and a lot of crystal clear dew will fall.

Wei Chi Beichen's heart moved slightly.

He stretched out his hand and wiped away her tears.

He said seriously: "What are you crying about? ”

Nan Baoyi turned his face away and avoided his hand.

She wiped away her tears, as if nothing had happened, and helped the boy to stand up: "I'll help you back to the house." ”

Yu Chi Beichen let out a "hiss" sound and broke away from her.

He jumped forward a few steps by himself, turned around, proudly gave a thumbs up to himself, and was proud: "What kind of person is the master, Jiangnan Jinling carries the handle, a little injury, and also needs a woman's support?" Who is buried? ”

"It's really shameful to carry the handle!"

Nan Baoyi is not angry.

Yu Chi Beichen grinned, limped, and walked with her to the mountain pavilion.

Xiao Yi followed quietly.

The deep and handsome face is always cold.

Finally returned to the pavilion.

Nan Baozhu sat on the balcony beauty and ate tea, and saw them coming back from a distance, and was about to say hello happily, when her eyes fell in the distance, and she was shocked to see the man in a black brocade robe.

Xiao Yi actually followed!

Jiaojiao and Wei Chi are still talking, they must not have found out yet!

Nan Baozhu hurriedly picked up her skirt and hurried downstairs.

"Jiaojiao!"

She grabbed Nan Baoyi and subconsciously protected her behind her.

Nan Baoyi was stunned: "Little cousin? ”

Nan Baozhu stared at Xiao Yi nervously and said in a low voice, "Look, he's here!" He came with jealousy! ”

Nan Baoyi followed her line of sight.

noticed Xiao Yi, and the shame of being criticized in public just now came to my mind again.

She pursed her cherry lips and sneered: "A few days ago, His Royal Highness King Yong swore that if he came to see me again, he would be the scoundrel and untrustworthy dog. How could he go back on his word? I guess I just got lost in the mountains. ”

Nan Baozhu showed a look of good play: "I see." His Royal Highness King Yong, if you take a fork in the road, I will send a maid to send you down the mountain? ”

Xiao Yi's face was expressionless.

He took out a letter from his wide sleeve and handed it to Nan Baozhu, but his gloomy gaze kept staring at Nan Baoyi.

"Letter? For me? ”

Nan Baozhu was slightly stunned.

She took it and opened it to know that it was Ning Wanzhou's letter.

said that he went to the military camp to experience during this time, and told her not to miss him too much.

Nan Baozhu rolled her eyes.

Without that little child harassing and climbing the bed every day, she eats and sleeps well in the mountains, and she doesn't know how happy she is, how can she miss him!

She stuffed the letterhead into her sleeve pocket, grabbed Nan Baoyi's hand, and gave an eviction order: "The letter has been received, if His Royal Highness King Yong is fine, please go down the mountain." 33 Listen to the book

Xiao Yi's face was pale.

His eyes swept over Nan Baoyi, and then swept over Wei Chi, who was watching the excitement.

He suddenly curled his lips: "There is no reply, it is not easy to make a difference." Please write a reply, little cousin. The little cousin can write slowly, and this king is not in a hurry. ”

After speaking, he stepped straight into the pavilion.

It looks like he's going to stay and wait for a reply.

Nan Baozhu was stunned.

She stared at Xiao Yi's back and couldn't believe it: "Jiaojiao, what did he call me?!" He's a big man, and he doesn't have the shame to call me a little cousin? Who's his little cousin?! You've swept him out of the house, does he still want to have a face?! ”

Nan Baoyi sneered.

When he returned to the hall, he saw Xiao Yi kneeling behind the low case, eating tea leisurely, as if this was the other garden he had purchased.

Nan Baozhu bit her sister's ear: "Jiaojiao, you go upstairs, don't bother him." I'll write back now, and I'll send him away when I'm done! ”

Nan Baoyi nodded.

Nan Baozhu stared at Xiao Yi with jealousy, sat down behind the low case opposite him, rolled up his wide sleeves casually, and said domineeringly: "Take my four treasures in the study!" ”

The maid reminded awkwardly: "Fourth girl, you don't have the four treasures of the study." ”

There is a set of pots and pans.

Nan Baozhu blushed: "Then, then just find a pair!" ”

The maid brought pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and Nan Baozhu began to study ink.

While grinding ink, he peeked at Xiao Yi.

I have to say that this guy's skin is excellent.

He was tall and slender, his appearance was just like a pile of jade snow, and when he opened the scriptures on the case, even his fingertips were careless and elegant, and the mottled shadows of the pine and cypress trees outside the house were reflected on his robe, setting off a bit of cold and noble demeanor.

Jiaojiao has such a good-looking ex-husband, and it is normal to miss it for a while.

Nan Baozhu sighed silently and reopened Ning Wanzhou's letter.

That little kid wrote three pages full of paper, and it was a headache to watch.

She lifted the pen and licked the ink, holding her white and tender chin with one hand, she didn't know where to put the pen at all, and she struggled for a long time before she reluctantly started writing from what she ate today.

Opposite side.

Xiao Yi raised his eyes from the scriptures.

Nan Baozhu twisted his face, looking like he was out of the world.

He closed the text and went upstairs.

Push the fan away.

The upstairs bedrooms are elegantly furnished.

In the corner incense burner, the goose pear incense is smoked, the mountain wind blows through the moon window of the carved flower cave, and the bead curtain collides, making a subtle pleasant sound.

His portrait hung all over the walls.

or angry or laughing, or moody and invisible, although the brushwork is not top-notch, but the demeanor is well drawn.

Nan Jiaojiao......

Is he so reluctant to do so?

Xiao Yi's lips curled slightly.

He looked at the little girl, who was sitting in front of the dressing table, undressing her little crown.

The head is full of green silk and is piled up on the woven mat, lining the girl's little face white and delicate, like a hibiscus flower essence in the mountains.

He closed the door casually.

Nan Baoyi heard the sound of the door closing and looked back.

Seeing that it was Xiao Yi, she was so shocked that she hurriedly stood up: "You, why are you in my house?!" You get out! ”

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows and approached step by step.

He was tall and his phoenix eyes were heavy, and for Nan Baoyi, he brought her a great sense of oppression when he came, as if the entire bedroom had become much smaller.

She nervously backed away.

Until the delicate thin back, hit the wall.

She looked up at Xiao Yi, and said boldly: "I have already drawn a clear line with His Royal Highness King Yong, and lonely men and widows are in the same room, and it will be disgraced to you and my reputation!" ”