As Nan Yan drank angrily, the dwarf case was overturned, and melons, fruits, and flower cakes were scattered all over the ground.

Qian Shangyu and the beautiful maid are a spirit.

Qian Shangyu let out a small moan.

On his bamboo-leaf green brocade robe, a small dark water stain slowly spread.

The beautiful maid hurriedly retracted her hand back into her wide sleeves, and there was a faint white liquid on her fingertips.

The hall was silent for half a cup of tea.

Nan Baozhu was the first to come back to her senses, and her little face was flushed and covered Nan Baoyi's eyes: "Jiaojiao, don't look at it, it's dirty!" A pair of dog men and women, the public is not disgusting! ”

The old lady's face was gloomy: "Mrs. Qian, this is the attitude of your family?!" What kind of son do you raise, you don't even want the least courtesy, righteousness and shame! It's a brute, and you know how to pick a place where no one is?! ”

Mrs. Qian clenched her handkerchief tightly, and her face flushed.

She stared at the beautiful maid with unkind eyes, and said sharply: "Shameless little hoof, who told you to come with you?!" Your parents died, and I kindly adopted you as a cousin, but you were ungrateful and hooked up with my family, and your conscience was eaten by dogs, wasn't it?! ”

Nan Baoyi picked up a piece of osmanthus cake, and secretly said that the Qian family was also very complicated.

She doesn't have to rack her brains to find a way to refuse, this family matter can't be discussed, it's good.

She snickered and took a small bite of the flower cake.

The rice cake is sweet and the osmanthus is rich.

She took a sip of hot tea with satisfaction, just to watch the play.

"Cousin," the beautiful maid stood up angrily, "how can a thing of true love be called a hookup?" If you force your cousin to marry another girl, won't your conscience hurt? I am here today to declare my sovereignty. ”

She stared at Nan Baoyi condescendingly, and asked in a crisp voice: "Nan family lady, don't you think you're disgusting if you snatch love with a knife and meddle in other people's marriages?" ”

Nan Baoyi: ???

A bite of flower cake almost choked her.

The discussion of relatives was proposed by the Qian family.

If she doesn't marry, this kind of thing is also the Qian family's initiative.

She deliberately asked for leave, just to go through the motions, their love and hatred, and she has a relationship with half a copper plate, how did she become a horizontal knife to snatch love?

She drank the tea handed by Ji Zhenzhen: "Miss Trouble Table, tell me something-"

"Phew! With a fox like you, what is the reason? The beautiful maid raised her chin proudly, "You also see how much affection I have with my cousin, if you know each other, don't covet my cousin anymore!" ”

Qian Shangyu had a headache.

My cousin is good everywhere, but I love him too much.

If it disrupts the queen's plan, how can their Qian family afford to be offended?

He got up and grabbed his cousin: "Wenya......"

Wenya broke away from him and pointed at Nan Baoyi unconvinced, "I heard that you can't have children, and women live just to pass on the lineage to men?" What kind of woman are you? Nanjia lady, you are alive, that is, a hen that can't lay eggs, how can you have the face to find a man, how can you be embarrassed to marry my cousin? If I were you, I would be so ashamed that I would crash to death! ”

Her red lips opened and closed, like a poisonous snake spitting out red cores.

The eyes are full of viciousness.

The hearts of the Nan family are about to break.

Since Nan Baoyi's accident, they were afraid that she would be sad, so they never mentioned the child's incident.

Cheng Yerou even instructed the nurse not to let the little boy appear in Nan Baoyi's eyes.

Who would have thought that the Qian family would use this kind of thing to insult Jiaojiao in public!

Nan Baozhu's eyes were red, and she held her sister's hand worriedly: "Jiaojiao......"

Nan Baoyi's little face is calm, and Danfeng's eyes are always black and white.

She stood opposite Wenya without humility or arrogance, raised her white and tender chin slightly, and her eyes showed unprecedented firmness: "Miss Wenya lives to pass on the lineage to men." But I, Nan Baoyi, lived, but only for myself. ”

The girl's aura is too powerful. Read a book for a long time

Wenya couldn't help but take a half step back.

She steadied her mind and retorted with a sense of superiority: "You are a woman, you can't even give birth to children, how can you live?" No one will look up to you! I'm different from you, I have a cousin who loves me, and I will have a son who will be filial in the future, so you will die alone! ”

Nan Baoyi smiled: "I am a female official of the Sili Yamen, I have my own splendid future, and I will be respected by the people of the world." I have the love of my grandmother, the love of my whole family, and I have received a lot more love than you. ”

"That's right," Nan Baozhu interjected, "I love Jiaojiao the most!" ”

"Me too, me too!" Ji Zhenzhen raised her little hand excitedly.

Wei Chi laughed and raised his hand: "And me." ”

He looked at the south rouge.

Of course, Nan Yan didn't want to raise his hand.

She debunked Qian Shangyu and Wen Ya, just because she couldn't get used to seeing negative people, and she wanted to show a sisterhood in front of Wei Chi and earn a good impression.

She doesn't love Nan Baoyi at all.

However, being stared at by Wei Chi, she had to raise her hand hard, endure the numbness, and said against her will: "I ...... I love Jiaojiao too. ”

This is true for juniors, not to mention for elders.

Wenya bit her lip.

In addition to malice, there was also a deep jealousy in his eyes.

Her father and mother died and went to her sister, but because she was married to her brother-in-law, she was kicked out by her sister.

No relatives or friends were willing to take her in, so she came to join her distant cousin Qian's family.

She stiffened her neck and said, "What's the use of your official position, no man loves you after all!" How miserable it is for a woman to live without the love of a man—"

"Who said no man loved her?"

A deep and clear voice sounded outside the hall.

Countless elites wearing embroidered fish-patterned robes, carrying long swords at their waists, rushed in, surrounding the entire hall.

They get out of the way.

Xiao Yi came with a hand.

His Royal Highness the young prince, wearing a dark red official robe with a dragon head fish pattern, his posture was like a green pine in the lonely moon cliff stream in the middle of the sky, and his phoenix eyes were darker and deeper than the stars, and he only stared at Nanbaoyi fixedly.

In front of everyone, he said word by word: "This king loves her." This king, I can't ask for it. ”

Asking for it but not getting it......

It's just four words, but it's like a hammer, hitting everyone's hearts hard.

Nan Baoyi was stunned.

Immediately, his eyes quietly reddened.

Xiao Yi is really annoying, and she always makes her cry......

Wenya bit her lip stubbornly, and for a while she was really jealous and hateful.

His Royal Highness King Yong's appearance is like the sun, and he actually loves a woman who can't have children!

Even if you love her, it's better than you love Nan Baoyi!

Qian Shangyu's face was also ugly, and he shook his sleeves and said: "I said why the lady of the Nan family is lukewarm to me, it turns out that she has climbed a high branch." In this case, it is my Qian family who is self-inflicted! ”

"You also have the face to say this!" The old lady couldn't wait to spit on him, and with a cane, she knocked on the floor heavily, "Come on, blast out all the Qian family for me, and burn all the tables they have sat on, my Nan family is dirty!" ”

"Don't bother your grandmother to do it." Xiao Yi said in a deep voice, "The Qian family is suspected of bribing the officials of the imperial court, and the shops are even more shoddy. ”

Ten hardships immediately led people to do it.

The hall was chaotic, filled with crisp slaps and screams and swearing.

Xiao Yi's gaze fell on Wen Ya without a trace.