The night is starry.

The island where the nunnery was built collapsed, and it gradually sank to the bottom of the lake with countless secrets.

The gorgeous painting boat broke through the lake and slowly drove towards the Jinghe River, which passed through Shengjing City.

The private seat on the third floor of the painting boat.

There is a valuable golden silk nanmu furniture here, the Chinese tent is high, the bead curtain is clear, and there are eight ivory white jade screens, and there is a carved chaise longue behind the screen.

Xiao Yi sat on the edge of the chaise longue.

He lowered his eyelashes and looked at the girl sleeping on the couch.

She didn't. inch wisps.

The sandalwood hair is spread on the silk embroidered soft pillow, the skin under the light shows a crystal clear color like mutton fat jade, the two butterfly bones behind are slender and exquisite, the waist is not full of a hand, and then back, the arc is round and delicate.

It's just that this beautiful body is covered with whiplashes.

The skin and flesh are turned out, and even if the medicine is treated, the scabbed wound is still shocking.

Xiao Yi stretched out his hand, his fingertips caressing the wounds.

Danfeng's eyes are darker and darker than the lake water in the middle of the night, and the corners of his lips are pressed downward, which is a cold arc.

With a thud, Nan Baoyi woke up from her slumber.

She rubbed her eyes, caught a glimpse of Xiao Yi, and lazily stretched out her hand to him, coquettish: "Help me up." ”

The girl's outstretched hand is soft and white, and the danko on her fingertips is red and delicate.

Xiao Yi raised an eyebrow and held her hand.

Nan Baoyi sat up in a daze, "I'm sorry, second brother, those account books fell on Qingfeng Yidu, and the book was like a mad dog, and he accidentally blew up the island, and the account books are gone......"

She said with great regret, but saw that Xiao Yi was just looking at her under her collarbone, and her eyes were inexplicable.

She looked down in bewilderment.

Immediately, the red rouge color gradually floated to the base of the ear, and gradually spread to the cheeks and thin neck.

She pulled the satin quilt to cover herself, and kicked Xiao Yi's face unceremoniously: "Where do you look?!" ”

Xiao Yi held her ankles.

The curvature of his thin lips was not warm, and he said lightly: "I was thinking, the iron chain that Gu Chongshan tied to you was afraid that it was tied in the wrong place." ”

Nan Baoyi wrinkled her little face.

Xiao Yi approached her, her thin lips against her ear, and her voice was cold: "Where there is enough on the bolted feet, you should tie Nan Jiaojiao to the boudoir, so that you can't go anywhere, and prepare to marry ...... with peace of mind."

In a place where Nan Baoyi couldn't see, the man's eyes were dark and gloomy.

No one knows how angry he was when he saw the wounded girl tonight.

He shouldn't have promised her to let her investigate what Qingshui Nunnery was, what evidence of the crime.

If something happens to her tonight, even if the Jiang family dies a thousand times or ten thousand times, it will not be enough to apologize!

From now on, he will never promise her to be stupid and let her go through the experience.

What indulges her to fly freely and the eagle strikes the sky, how can Nan Jiaojiao have that ability, she is clearly a stupid roe deer, the kind that can't get up from the pit if she jumps in the snow!

Xiao Yi closed his eyes.

He took the little girl into his arms with the quilt.

"In the future, without my permission, you are not allowed to take half a step in Nanfu." He sniffed the fragrance of hibiscus flowers brought by the girl, "Just stay in the deep boudoir embroidery and embroidery birds to read poetry and books, and obediently wait until next year to get married." ”

Nan Baoyi nestled in his arms and quietly raised his eyes to look at him.

The man's eyes were red, and he really cared about her.

She was sweet in her heart, obediently leaned on his chest, and whispered: "Actually, it's not so terrible, it hurts when the whip falls on the body, but when I think of the second brother, I don't feel pain at all." ”

Xiao Yi pinched her white and tender face.

Nan Baoyi read those account books, and there was some regret in his heart.

She said solemnly: "Although the account books are gone, I know that the stolen silver of the Jiang family finally flowed into Jinsheng Qianzhuang." The second brother started from Jinsheng Qianzhuang, and he may be able to find out some ugly children. ”

Jinsheng Qian Zhuang is the most famous money village in South Vietnam, and the owner of the money bank can be called the richest man in South Vietnam.

Xiao Yi wordlessly kissed her eyebrows.

Sometimes, he felt that Nan Jiaojiao was very suitable for entering the court as an official.

It's all injured like this, and I'm still thinking about the opponent of the court.

is simply better at flattery than traitors, and more diligent than prime ministers.

If you can put this mind on embroidery, you can't embroider mandarin ducks?

As the two spoke, Yu Wei stepped in and said respectfully: "County Lord, the cloud sleeve girl asks to see you." ”

Nan Baoyi hurriedly said: "Please come in, she is my life-saving benefactor!" ”

Cloud sleeves have been bandaged.

She was badly burned, and even if there was a miracle doctor like Jiang Suihan, she would have to cultivate for many days to recover.

She saluted Xiao Yi and Nan Baoyi, and said softly, "I'm here to bid farewell to the county lord." ”

"You have no one at home, where can you go?" Nan Baoyi was concerned, "You saved my life, I want to keep you by my side, and it can be regarded as a repayment." Cloud Sleeve, don't you want to be with me? ”

Cloud sleeves' eyes are reddish.

She knelt on the ground, "If I can be taken in by the county lord, it will naturally be my honor." I'm just afraid that the county lord will dislike me for being clumsy and doing bad things and causing you trouble. ”

Xiao Yi sat cross-legged on the chaise longue, his elbows lazily propped up the low case, and he always listened to Yun Sleeve and Nan Baoyi casually.

They talked about the time of tea, and it wasn't until Yun Sleeve withdrew from the elegant seat that he said lightly: "People of unknown origin, Jiaojiao dares to use it?" ”

"I like her." Nan Baoyi was frank, thinking that Xiao Yi had cut off Yun Sleeve's hands in his previous life, and couldn't help but glare at him in a panic, "You are not allowed to bully her." ”

Xiao Yi was amused.

He picked up the girl's round and white chin and teased: "Brother doesn't bully her, can he bully you?" ”

Nan Baoyi nervously put together the brocade quilt and turned her face away unnaturally, "I'm still ...... young"

"It's easy to bully when you're small. When Jiaojiao was twelve years old, she was obedient and flattering in front of her brother, but she didn't have so many eyes now. ”

Nan Baoyi thought about the dog-legged look in front of Xiao Yi when he was just reborn, and couldn't help blushing again, and whispered: "It turns out that you are talking about that kind of bullying." ”

"Otherwise, what kind of bullying does Jiaojiao think it is?"

Nan Baoyi's cheeks were even redder.

What kind of bullying can it be, of course it's that kind of bullying!

When talking to this guy, he always deliberately teased her, which really annoyed her.

She simply got into the brocade quilt and said sullenly: "Second brother, I have always been delicate, and I can't stand your bullying." Hurry up and let me get some sleep. ”

Xiao Yi chuckled.

Delicate?

When the little girl was asleep, he heard from the women who escaped that his Nan Jiaojiao was beating people to death with a sledgehammer, and she was still delicate?

He stared at the bulging quilt.

She is indeed still young.

He doesn't bully children, but one day, he will press her on the couch and bully her into crying.

The painting boat greeted the sparkling moonlight and headed towards Shengjing City.

It was a spring moon night.

In a small painting boat moored on the shore of the lake, two beautiful maids are boiling plum wine in the stern of the boat.

Nan Jing sat opposite a young man in a high-crowned fancy costume as he watched the island plunge to the bottom of the lake.

Nanjing smiled and raised his glass: "Everything is as the prince expected, this glass of wine, subordinates respect you." ”

The young man was hidden in the shadows, and his voice was like a flowing wind and snow: "I also respect to rise again, and win Tanhualang in the reopened Spring Festival." ”

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