Chapter 242: Nan Jiaojiao, she is also my little clown
Han Yan Liang leaned against the side of the desk.
She nodded approvingly, trying to relieve Nan Baoyi's tension: "She doesn't have enough face, so add mine." Children are important, but so is their own body. You're so young, even if the child is gone, you can have another one-"
Before she finished speaking, she noticed Nan Baozhu's murderous expression, and she silently closed her mouth.
She picked up the saber, and her eyes were a little cold: "That's it, this kind of thing comforting people is really not suitable for me, I still want to participate in the search and rescue." I don't believe it, two big living people can still disappear out of thin air! β
From early morning to dusk.
The light of dusk gradually dimmed, and orange torches and palace lanterns were lit along the riverside, winding its way downstream into the darkness.
The surface of the river is dark.
The warships were still searching endlessly for Shen Yichao and Little Ugly, the lights alarmed the swimming fish under the water, let the soldiers cry out hoarsely, and let countless guards who were good at diving come and go, but there was still no trace of them.
On board the dragon.
Xiao Yi sat at the bow of the boat, his robe was half-dry.
He also went into the water himself, but it was only in vain after all, not to mention the little ugly, and even the clues of such a big living person as Shen Yichao could not be found.
The wrought-iron wind lamp creaked and swayed, illuminating his tired countenance.
He raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and said in a low voice, "What time is it?" β
"It's almost time...... "Ten bitter replied cautiously, "It's been eight hours since the little princess and them fell into the water, I'm afraid it's ......"
He didn't dare to say anything further.
Xiao Yi turned his face away.
Danfeng's eyes were full of terrifying red bloodshots.
After a while, his voice was deep: "Keep searching." β
Shi Yan came out of the cabin with steamed buns: "There is no food on the ship, everyone has eaten some hot steamed buns to satisfy their stomachs, and the master should also use some, you haven't eaten for a day." β
Xiao Yi raised his hand and refused.
How could he have the heart to eat?
He stared back at the dark river.
If you still can't find the little princess tonight......
Nan Jiaojiao, will she go crazy, right?
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It's dawn.
Nan Baoyi didn't close her eyes for two days and two nights, and finally couldn't support it and slept on the soft couch.
Minami Bojo is also sleepy.
She touched her sister's tired little face, yawned with red eyes, and lightly hugged the brocade quilt over her before withdrawing from the big tent.
Putting down the felt curtain, she just turned around and bumped into the returning Xiao Yi.
She was stunned and subconsciously looked into the man's arms.
The arms are empty.
She palpitated a little, and looked behind him with a glimmer of expectation.
The Ten Sufferings and the Ten Words are also empty-handed.
She staggered a step on her legs, disbelieving: "Your Majesty ......"
Xiao Yi shook his head silently.
Nan Baozhu choked up, looked at the closed felt curtain with scruples, and didn't dare to make a sound.
She covered her mouth and ran away with tears streaming down her face.
Xiao Yi stood outside the tent.
The felt curtain hangs low, separating the two worlds.
The bonfire hanging outside the tent, leaping in the pre-dawn darkness, and the light of the extinguished fire shone on his cheek, a handsome but haggard face, and blood-red eyes, which made people fear at the sight of it.
He reached out and tried to open the felt curtain.
When my fingertips touched the felt, I trembled uncontrollably.
How to tell Nan Jiaojiao that he didn't find the little ugly?
How to tell her that after such a long time, the little clown is about ......
The search and rescue on the river continued, but he knew that there was no possibility of survival for the little clown.
He stood outside the felt curtain for a full quarter of an hour before he mustered up the courage to step into the tent.
The sound of military boots alarmed the girl who was sleeping lightly behind the screen.
Nan Baoyi opened his eyes, didn't care about freshening up and changing, and walked around the screen in ecstasy: "Second brotherββ"
All the joy and anticipation disappeared like smoke across the river when he saw Xiao Yi's empty hands.
The brilliance in her eyes vanished, and she collapsed and went limp.
Xiao Yi hurriedly held her waist: "Nan Jiaojiao......"
Nan Baoyi leaned into the crook of his arm, gasping for breath with difficulty.
In my mind, I reflect the experiences of the past year.
The baby she finally got ......
She raised the fetus carefully, even if she was held hostage by Shen Jiang to Jiangnan, she was strong and never shed tears, obviously she had no appetite but still worked hard to eat nutritious dishes for the little guy, she had paid so much......
The little guy is also very sensible, never kicking and kicking when she is in her stomach, and always accompanies her quietly and obediently, spending days and nights in Jiangnan together......
Later, the little one came into the world, and in those days when there was no second brother, he always smiled sweetly to bring her comfort and happiness......
However, she actually lost her little clown.
The little guy has never seen his hometown, nor has he experienced spring, summer, autumn and winter, has not tasted the sweetness of flower cakes and the sourness of green apricots, nor has he ever lied to his father and mother......
Guilt, sadness, despair, self-blame, all kinds of emotions hit her like a tide.
She's not a good mother at all!
She didn't deserve to bring that child into the world!
Nan Baoyi burst into tears and screamed.
"Nan Jiaojiao!"
Xiao Yi panicked and tried to hug her, but was pushed away by her.
Her eyes were red: "You promised to find her, you broke your promise!" I don't want to talk to you, I'll find it myself, I'll definitely find her! β
She didn't even bother to put on shoes and socks, and hurried out of the tent.
Xiao Yi grabbed her in time: "I sent the whole army to look for it, but I still can't find it." You're too weak to stand, what are you going to look for?! Don't make a fuss! β
Nan Baoyi was grief-stricken.
She punched and kicked and tried to break away from Xiao Yi, but found that it was only in vain.
Her heart was crossed, and she simply bit on Xiao Yi's arm!
The irony smell of blood gradually spreads between the lips and teeth.
The bitter taste slightly washed away the impulse just now.
Nan Baoyi slowly raised her eyes.
The man in front of him had his hair in a messy bun, his face was silent and resolute, and he still had the wounds left over from the battlefield, the wounds were not bandaged, and the blood stained half of his clothes.
He hadn't slept for a long time, his eyes were full of blue and black haggard, Danfeng's eyes were full of red bloodshots, and the despair and sadness hidden in his eyes were no less than her.
He pursed his lips tightly, the flaps of his lips were chapped and peeling because he hadn't drunk water for too long.
He let her take a bite of it, without making a sound or shedding tears.
The eyes are facing each other.
The expression on Xiao Yi's face eased, raised his other hand, and gently smoothed her sideburns.
He controlled his emotions and said in a dumb voice: "Nan Jiaojiao, she is also my little clown." β
One sentence made Nan Baoyi cry silently.
She let go of her mouth and collapsed into the man's arms: "Second brother, I'm sorry......"
Xiao Yi hugged her tightly and did his best to comfort her.
He sniffed the fragrance of hibiscus flowers in her hair, and closed his eyes heavily: "When you find the little clown, when you will return to the court." I will never allow her to be left alone in a foreign land. β
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PK is in the second round, woo woo, it's not easy
I'll write another chapter, and everyone will get up tomorrow morning and read it, because my hands are very slow
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