Aftertaste and the others exit the inner room.

Nan Yan sat on the embroidered pier.

She got straight to the point: "The South Vietnamese royal family was destroyed in one fell swoop, and my brother also died in the explosion. After going through so much, I realized that the only one who could tolerate me unconditionally was my family.

"Now I have nowhere to go, I just want to stay in Nanfu. Nan Baoyi, I promise you that I will never harm any Nan family in the future, and I am even willing to use all means to protect the Nan family.

"I'll do what you don't like. You think it's a plot to damage yin morality, I'll think about it. How about a place to live in this way? ”

Nan Baoyi looked directly at her.

Her eyes were calm and determined, and there was no trace of lying.

Nanbao Yiwaner.

After going through so much, although Nan Yan is still mean and vicious, and interests are paramount, she finally excluded her blood-related family members from the calculation list.

It's hard to say whether this change is caused by her bumpy experience in the past two years, or by Nanjing's death, or by her father.

After groaning, Nan Baoyi's eyebrows and eyes were detached: "Daddy has just experienced the pain of losing a child, and with you to take care of him, he may be able to come out of the shadows as soon as possible." It's just that although I can tolerate you staying in Nanfu, grandmother, not necessarily. Whether you can stay or not depends on your own ability. ”

She was willing to let go, and Nan Yan's heart relaxed slightly.

It was at night when the wind picked up in the garden, and after a while, the autumn rain knocked on the rhombic window, and even the temperature of the inner room dropped a little.

Lights jump.

Nan Yan rubbed his cold arm and looked at Nan Baoyi.

She lay in the tent, her legs barely covered under the thin quilt.

Nan Yan couldn't help frowning, and subconsciously stretched out his hand, just about to help Nan Baoyi cover the thin quilt like before, but his fingertips touched the quilt, but he stiffened slightly.

She and Nan Baoyi are no longer sisters.

She withdrew her hand, as if unintentionally pinning a strand of hair behind her ear to hide her embarrassment.

Nan Baoyi didn't seem to see her small movements.

Her eyelashes drooped, and she stretched out her small white hand to gather the thin quilt herself.

Nan Yan looked at her with her spare eyes.

Nan Baoyi is obviously only one year younger than her, but her appearance is extremely immature, and her long green hair is spread on the pillow, lining her little face pale and thin.

It's like fragile glass.

Nan Yan pinched the handkerchief and couldn't help but think of what happened when he was a child.

They were all very young at the time.

One day, her father took matters into his own hands and stole Nan Baoyi, who had just turned four, out of Nanfu, and carried him all the way back to the small mansion in Qingqiao Hutong like a thief, and showed her and her brother.

Daddy smiled: "This is your sister, the little character Jiaojiao." Looks white and tender, is it as good-looking as a rouge? ”

He asked her to play with her brother and Nan Baoyi, and then went into the house to find her mother.

Four-year-old Nan Baoyi is like a little dumpling.

She held a string of red and bright sugar gourds, stood in the courtyard in a daze, and looked at her and her brother carefully, licking the layer of sugar coating while looking.

The sugar coating is shiny, but the eyes of the little dumpling are even brighter.

She licked and licked, and suddenly opened her mouth flatteringly: "Brother, sister!" ”

The small appearance of the milky voice is distressing.

At that time, she was only five years old, and she didn't know what an outer room was, and she didn't know what a concubine was.

She was very happy that she could be a sister, so she wiped Nan Baoyi's mouth with a handkerchief like a little adult, and learned from her mother's appearance, and said seriously: "Children can't eat more sugar, they will have tooth decay." "Jiuzhou Chinese

"Sister, what is tooth decay?"

The little dumpling tilts its head.

Nan Yan didn't know what it was.

She deliberately made a small face: "It's a terrible thing, it will eat your teeth!" ”

Xiao Baoyi immediately drooped her pink eyebrows, and didn't dare to eat sugar gourds again.

Nan Yan touched her face.

The little dough is soft everywhere, and the face is soft and warm, and when you get closer, you can smell the shallow aroma of milk and sugar.

She likes her sister.

She greeted Nanjing, who was sitting under the tree and reading, and took Xiaobaoyi out of the small mansion and walked along Qingqiao Hutong, wanting to take her outside to buy delicious chestnut steamed cakes.

But when she finished buying the cake and turned around, the little dough was gone.

She couldn't find it anywhere, so she was so scared that she hurriedly went back to the small mansion to tell her father.

Dad was also anxious, and hurriedly took the little guy to shout around to find someone, but until dark, he couldn't find the little powder, not only did he not find it, but even alarmed the Nan family.

Daddy was angry and scared, so he could only take her to Nan's house to ask for guilt.

She still remembers that it was pouring rain that night, and she knelt in Songhe Courtyard, her small body drenched, but the maids and women in the verandah came and went, and no one took her seriously, and even smacked her when passing by.

Her trepidation was finally over after three days.

It turned out that the little dough was taken away by the human traffickers, and the government spent manpower and material resources to finally find it by the dock, but fortunately, the traffickers raised her with good food and drink and did not abuse her.

When the little dough returned, she was still kneeling alone in the garden.

She looked from afar, the little pink ball was led by the maid, the white and tender little hand held a rock sugar gourd, and walked to the main hall delicately, bending her beautiful and immature eyebrows, and telling in a milky voice how much she missed her grandmother.

Somehow, she felt sad in her heart.

was finally put back in Qingqiao Hutong, and her mother gave her two slaps.

"What are you, what are you?! You are a disgraceful outer room girl, what kind of sisterhood do you play with other serious concubines?!

"If Nan Baoyi is killed by you, our whole family will never want to enter Nanfu in this life! You don't want that wealth anymore, do you?!

"We women live in the world, the first important thing is to be ruthless, and only when we are ruthless can we go far. The second important thing is men, don't look at Nan Baoyi's current scenery, but the rest of a woman's life is pointing at men, and it is unknown whether she marries well or not.

"Yan'er, you have to be more outstanding than Nan Baoyi, you have to compete with her to rob her, you can never be a sister, do you understand?!"

Two slaps and a scolding made her completely wake up when she was a child.

It turns out that Little Pink is not her sister, but her enemy.

It is the enemy she has to fight for in her life.

Since then, she has never seen Nan Baoyi again, only learning qin, chess, calligraphy and painting with peace of mind, and secretly made up her mind that she must marry better than Nan Baoyi in the future......

Now that I think about it, is my mother's original teaching really right?

On an autumn night, the cold wind blew open the windows.

The rain drifted in and wet Nan's sideburns.

She got up and closed the window, and said lightly: "It's late at night, I should go back to the house to sleep, and don't disturb you to recuperate." ”

She walked out, and when she rolled up the bead curtain, she suddenly said, "I heard that your injury is very serious, and you may not be able to have children in the future?" ”

"Hmm."

Nan Yan looked back, his apricot eyes were cold: "You shouldn't leave Xiao Yi." Xiao Yi is on his knees, there happens to be a son who has lost his mother, if I were you, I would pass him to my side, so that I can be regarded as having a son-in-law, why worry about an unstable status in the future? ”