Chapter 242: Sister, I'm not cold when I hold you
When the study was cloudy, a secret guard came in from outside.
He handed over a document and said respectfully: "Master, a secret report from the Shen Mansion. β
Xiao Yi suppressed his irritability and opened it casually.
It was a secret letter handed over by Han Yanliang.
The rice paper is full of special symbols, and outsiders can't see anything, but when interpreted in Tianshu's language, it is a long list of people.
The people on the list are all merchants loyal to the Shen family, and they provide a large amount of gold and silver treasures for the Shen family and Empress Shen alone every year, and the officials and businessmen collude, and the amount is shocking.
The money that came to build Jin Wuwei came from here.
Xiao Yi bent his fingers, tapped lightly on the bookcase, and his eyes fell on one of the households.
It is a Qian family who is in the jade business......
He lit the list of dossiers, casually opened the lid of the brass openwork incense burner, and indifferently threw it into the furnace: "Prepare the soldiers and horses." β
Ten puzzled: "Master? β
"Tomorrow's seizure of the Qian family."
Ten bitter breaths and suffocated.
Although the master looks upright and strict, like a green pine on the edge of the Zhongtian Lonely Moon Cliff, worthy of this dragon's head fish pattern official robe, how can he feel that the master is communiquing personal vendettas......
Tomorrow, but the days when the Qian family and the princess look at each other.
The scarlet tongue of fire gradually devoured the dossier.
Martian Zi jumped, reflecting the handsome and deep face behind the bookcase, and the firelight was bright, igniting his dark and deep Danfeng eyes, and his thin lips smiled, revealing a bit of wolf-like malice and domineering.
It's the winter solstice.
Asamunin dormitory.
Under the west window, Nan Baoyi is dressing up in the mirror.
She wore a small yellow jacket with a dark green woven gold skirt, a few slightly curly bangs fell on her forehead, the cloud bun was smooth and elegant, two thin braids with red threads hung down on her chest, her white and full little face was like a delicate flower, and a pair of clear and Lingling Danfeng eyes revealed an endless aura.
Lotus Ye put on a hosta for her, and said with a smile: "Just look at the appearance of the young lady, how can she look like she has been married, and she is clearly still a little girl in the boudoir." β
Nan Baoyi got up with a smile and pushed open the window.
It was winter, the garden was dyed with frost, and the maids in the verandah in the distance were wearing thick jackets.
She murmured: "I don't know what kind of character the Qian family Langjun is, why did he fall in love with me?" If he is bent on marrying, how can I refuse so as not to hurt our mutual harmony? β
"People haven't seen it yet, so they want to refuse."
The sound as crisp as a pearl falling on a plate suddenly came from outside.
Nan Baozhu held the small hand stove, picked the bead curtain and came in, and said bluntly: "I can see it clearly now, when my daughter's family is not married, I should look at a few more of each other, and compare more." If you have a long experience, you will not be easily deceived. Otherwise, you don't even know if you're marrying a human or a dog. β
Nan Baoyi looked at her.
It was just winter, and the little cousin wore a sable fur collar cloak, with a towering cloud bun, a delicate pink neck, and a delicate hairpin ring, which looked like a concubine, and it was clear that the whole body was the style of a little lady of the Chang'an family.
Nan Baoyi touched the sable fur collar rarely, and said with a smile: "Where did Zhuzhu get his resentment?" This sable, I heard that it was supplied to the royal family in the northern Xinjiang, and there were only a few pieces in total, and ordinary merchants could not buy it with money. The beads must have been specially given to you by the little grandfather. The little grandfather is so good to you! β
Nan Baozhu rolled her eyes.
In my mind, the scene of Ning Wanzhou giving her a sable came to mind-
It was a cold night.
The maid said that the Qin Heavenly Supervisor divined that the first snow of the winter might fall at midnight.
So she instructed the small kitchen to make two plates of flower cakes and five osmanthus sauce braised elbows, and warmed a pot of Tusu wine on the red clay stove, and sat under the bamboo window, intending to enjoy the snow.
But she didn't wait for the snow, but waited for Ning Wanzhou.
A seventeen-year-old boy wearing a silk robe and slightly drunk.
He pushed the door in, and his voice was cold: "All stand down." β
He has always been rebellious.
The maids in the room did not dare to disobey him, so they hurriedly retreated, not forgetting to cover the door considerately.
He walked up to her, glanced at the wine and food on the table, and suddenly took away the recklessness and arrogance, and hugged her coquettishly: "Sister ......" variety show
Nan Baozhu disliked: "I said that you are not allowed to come to my house at night, you have committed a foul." β
"I'm cold."
"Tell the maid to burn a few more stoves."
"It's useless, I'm just cold."
The young man wrapped his arms around her waist and threw her down on the chaise longue, with fox eyes sly: "Sister, if I hold you, I won't be cold." There may be snow tonight, so can I watch the snow with you? After watching the snow, we slept together and were warm to each other. β
Nan Baozhu was very panicked, and pushed him hard: "Ning Wanzhou-"
"Sister, I'm drunk."
"Drunk you big-headed ghost!"
Minami Baozhu is angry.
Since she came to Chang'an, this guy has been ready to move on her.
But she wasn't ready at all!
She reached out and touched it, and in a panic, she touched a plum blossom branch and slapped it Ning Wanzhou's face.
"Hiss......"
The teenager suffers.
On his cheeks, which were as white as jade, a red mark immediately appeared.
He covered his face and turned over angrily: "Nan Baozhu! Is this the attitude you should have towards your husband?! β
"Then you divorced me."
The boy was short of breath in an instant.
With a dark face, he turned and walked away quickly.
The maids were still under the eaves, and they couldn't help but be curious when they saw the wound on his cheek.
Ning Wanzhou was not angry: "Look at what, look at it again, and sell you all!" β
He angrily walked out of the steps under the corridor, turned to stare at the brightly lit rhombic window, and scolded angrily: "Nan Baozhu, if I come to please you again, I will be a dog!" β
Nan Baozhu rolled her eyes, too lazy to talk to him.
However, it was only an hour before this guy came again.
He was holding an expensive sable fur in his hand, his handsome and fair face showed a friendly look, and his fox eyes were shining: "Sister......"
Nan Baozhu was drinking Tusu wine.
Squinting at him, she said lazily: "Didn't someone say that if you come to please me again, it's a dog?" β
Ning Wanzhou didn't seem to hear the girl's teasing, and put the sable fur on the couch seriously: "Isn't it good-looking?" I got it from my mother. My sister's skin is as white as Dongzhu, and she uses it to make a cloak collar, which must be graceful and luxurious, and she is very beautiful. β
Nan Baozhu is a girl, and she also loves exquisite things.
She put down the wine cup and touched the sable fur.
The valuables offered by the royal family were probably given to the eldest princess by the palace.
Ning Wanzhou begged for her specifically, it is estimated that the eldest prince is going to die, how could he be willing to give it to her?
However, good-looking is indeed good-looking......
When she was out of her appreciation, Ning Wanzhou took the opportunity to hug her.
The boy's chest was hot, and he was tall and tall.
He bowed his head, and the dense kiss fell on Nan Baozhu's ears and cheeks one after another.
He was very arrogant: "Does my sister like it?" My mother still has a lot of treasured jewelry, and if you like it, I'll steal it for you tomorrowβ"
The words came to an abrupt end.
The beautiful young man, who was as beautiful as a white crane, blinked slowly.
He seems to be purring.
Nan Baozhu turned around suddenly: "You stole it?!" β
She said, how could the eldest princess be generous enough to give her sable fur!