Chapter 242: Shen Yichao has no heart, I have
The eldest princess wears earrings.
She turned around and stared at Nan Baoyi seriously: "It is said that the high door is poor, and the cloud and mud are different." Bengong thinks that heroes, don't ask where they come from. Hundreds of years ago, among the eight great families in Chang'an City, who was not a farmer who scavenged from the soil to eat? β
Nan Baoyi was stunned.
Eldest Princess: This is ...... What did you mean to say yes?
A great sense of joy came over me.
She couldn't help but reddened her eyes, and solemnly arched her hand: "Thank you, eldest princess!" β
"Yo, what are you talking about?"
A smiling female voice suddenly sounded.
The maid picked up the bead curtain and said respectfully: "Your Highness, Mrs. Zhao and Miss Zhao have come to congratulate you on your birthday." β
The Nan sisters turned to look.
The lady who stepped into the beaded curtain was born slender and charming, followed by two young girls, each dressed up splendid and rich, one quiet and dignified, and the other lively and delicate.
The eldest princess personally introduced: "This is Mrs. Zhao, these are Mrs. Zhao's two daughters, Zhao Jinghong and Zhao Xiaoman." Mrs. Zhao, this is Ah Zhou's beloved concubine, the treasure jewel of the Nan family. This is the newly appointed secretary, Nan Baoyi. β
Greet each other.
Mrs. Zhao covered her sleeves and smiled: "Your Highness, this is not kind, on a happy day, why do you ask the concubine to come out?" I'm still thinking about it, tell my little man to your family. When Ah Zhou was young, he often walked around with my family, and he was also a childhood sweetheart. In the years when Ah Zhou disappeared, Xiaoman thought about him all day long, and he really liked him very much. β
Nan Baoyi was stunned.
She looked at Zhao Xiaoman, the girl was sixteen or seventeen years old, and she really looked shy.
She looked at her little cousin again, and the other party turned her face away coldly.
The eldest princess remained silent: "I heard that the queen intends to make Jinghong the third princess?" The future is unlimited, and Mrs. Zhao should be satisfied. The government of our town has never participated in the dispute between the court and the court, and the matter of marriage will be discussed later. β
The Zhao family is the queen's henchman.
If the Zhenguo Mansion and the Zhao family marry, it is equivalent to indirectly standing on the queen's side.
This is a situation that neither the prince of Zhenguo nor the eldest princess wants to see.
Mrs. Zhao laughed dryly twice and didn't say anything more.
Nan Baoyi accompanied Nan Baozhu to exit the main courtyard.
Along the way, she couldn't help but glance at her little cousin's face a few more times.
When she walked through the verandah, she finally asked, "Little Grandpa and Zhao Xiaoman, what's going on?" Sure enough, it's a childhood sweetheart? I've never heard him talk about it. β
Nan Baozhu leaned against the beauty.
She picked up the jade bowl prepared on the railing, sprinkled some fish food into the water, and said in a low voice: "Zhao Xiaoman has come to the Guogong Mansion to find him a few times, and he probably likes it." It's just that he was annoyed, and at first he met once or twice out of politeness, and then he simply refused. β
"That's unrequited love." Nan Baoyi grabbed her sister's hand, "Zhuzhu, the little grandfather is good-looking, and his temper is not inferior, which is exactly the kind that many noble girls like." You can't get into trouble with another girl just because he likes him, it's not his fault. β
"I don't like him, what do I care about him? It's good for him to marry the girl of the Zhao family, he marries a wife today, and I will pack up my baggage and go back to my parents' house tomorrow! Our sisters are not married, and it is not bad to be an old girl for the rest of your life! β
Nan Baozhu talked eloquently.
Nan Baoyi blinked.
No, she didn't want to be an old girl.
She still wants to get married......
His eyes fell on the back of the little cousin.
The young man in the Dan gauze robe stood there with an expressionless face.
The eyebrows and eyes are clear, the lips are red and the teeth are white, the cold wind lifts his wide sleeves of woven gold, and the crane-like demeanor is really flawless, like the crystal snow of the mountains.
However, his eyes were extremely gloomy and terrifying.
Nan Baoyi coughed lightly: "That, what, Zhuzhu, I'm wandering around the officialdom now, and I can't always stay in the backyard." I'll go to the front yard and talk to my colleagues, you, you take it easy! β
She ran away with a puff of smoke.
Nan Baozhu held a small bowl of fish food, inexplicable.
Why should she take it easy?
Just when she was at a loss, someone suddenly hugged her waist from behind.
The crisp scent of oranges comes from behind.
The young man had just gone through the voice change period, and his voice was calm and clear: "Just now, what was my sister talking about?" β
Nan Baozhu was shocked. happy
No wonder Jiaojiao ran so fast, it turned out that it was because she saw Ning Wanzhou!
She was a little scared and bit her lower lip uneasilyβ
was picked by Ning Wanzhou, forcing her to open her mouth.
His fingertips smelled of tobacco.
He lowered his eyes, and there was a dark and domineering look in his eyes: "Don't allow my sister to hurt herself." β
"Hmm......"
Minami Baozhu was forced to hold his index and middle fingers in his mouth, unable to speak at all.
Ning Wanzhou stared at her red lips, not knowing what to think, her reddened fox eyes were dark and lustful, she raised her eyebrows, and slowly withdrew her fingers.
As if he was still unsatisfied, he rubbed his lower lip with his fingertips, tilted his head and smiled: "Who wants to marry the girl of the Zhao family?" Why is my sister going back to her parents' house? β
Nan Baozhu turned around, quite jealous of him.
This guy is getting older, and his body is getting taller and more slender, even a head taller than her.
On weekdays, he would suddenly appear outside the screen when she bathed herself, and a few days she woke up early in the morning to find him sleeping on her couch!
Nan Baozhu instinctively felt that this fox could not control himself anymore.
She tried hard to put on a small face: "The Zhao family has the heart to say goodbye, and Mrs. Zhao also said that you and the Zhao family's childhood sweetheart have no guesses, can you still marry someone else?" Since there are green plums waiting, why did you provoke me in the first place? You want to be the second Shen Xiaolangjun, don't you? β
She didn't mean to gossip behind her back.
It's really Shen Yichao's actions that are too shocking.
She listened to the maid chewing her tongue, and Shen Yichao whipped her old love for the bride, which simply stunned her.
She doesn't want to be the second Han boss.
Ning Wanzhou sneered: "The Dayong family has a lot of contacts. When I was a child, I went to Zhao's Mansion with a few sisters as a guest, but I only met her a few times, and I can be called a childhood sweetheart? In this way, my green plums are almost all over Chang'an. Mrs. Zhao is talking nonsense, which really defiles these two words. β
Nan Baozhu turned his face away and muttered: "You have always had a sweet mouth......"
Ning Wanzhou stared at her pursed red lips, her eyes becoming deeper and darker.
He put Nan Baozhu in the arms of the beauty leaning against him, and lowered his head to play with her golden step: "Shen Yichao is Shen Yichao, and Ning Wanzhou is Ning Wanzhou." He doesn't have a heart, I have. β
He bowed his head, gently kissed the girl's ear, and said in a dumb voice: "Sister, I have pestered you for so many years, why don't you want me to be good at all?" β
The crisp aroma of oranges seems to gradually burn, turning into a more intense fragrance on a cold winter day.
Nan Baozhu couldn't resist.
She mustered up the courage to push the boy away and covered her hot and crimson cheeks: "You, stay away from me!" β
A beautiful young man with a beautiful demeanor, he really looks like a vixen.
And they are not evenly matched.
She is now in a humble position, and the only treasure is her sincerity and dignity.
But she didn't dare to take them out and give them to others easily.
Otherwise, she will lose in the future, and she will have nothing left.
The girl rubbed her eyes, turned and ran to the end of the verandah.
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Nan Baoyi came to the front yard.
The courtyard was full of friends and friends, the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras was endless, and Taiwei Zhao Bing also brought twenty beautiful musicians and singers to help the fun.
Nan Baoyi walked through the Taihu Lake rockery, and her face gradually became solemn.
The girl who wears a water-green light veil and sits behind the low case with a pipa in her arms is Wen Zhining.
She was surrounded by two middle-aged officials with big bellies, who were smiling and admiring her frightened posture, and made jokes from time to time.
Xiao Zi sat lazily in the pavilion, playing cards with a few gentlemen.
Although he didn't glance at Wen Zhining, Nan Baoyi clearly noticed that the green tendons on the back of his hand were slightly undulating.
It is a sign of wrath.
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