Nan Baoyi looked at the aftertaste expression and knew that these two grandmothers could not return the goods.

She was displeased: "Then let them serve in the courtyard and not be allowed to enter my house." ”

The aftertaste is helpless: "County Lord, they are the grandmothers in charge......"

"Okay, okay." Nan Baoyi waved his hand, "You look at the arrangement." ”

She didn't want to be controlled by the old lady at all.

She married into King Jing's Mansion, as long as there were four big maids in the courtyard, such as aftertaste, taste heart, lotus leaf, and cloud sleeve, it was enough, and there were hundreds of little maids who followed the marriage, and it was not uncommon for old mothers to marry......

Yu Wei told again: "County Lord, the second lady and the third lady, let you go to their room after dinner, and say that you have something to say to you." ”

Nan Baoyi nodded and responded.

After dinner, she went to see her second aunt and Aunt Cheng alone.

Aunt Cheng withdrew from the maid who was waiting in the house, and the second aunt took out a booklet mysteriously.

As soon as Nan Baoyi saw the booklet, he immediately became calm.

She'd seen it in her previous life.

Before marrying Cheng De, her second aunt specially approached her and wanted to explain the things in the brochure carefully to her.

She could recall almost everything her second aunt had said.

As if to confirm her memories, Jiang smiled and said: "Jiaojiao, do you know your second uncle, why haven't you accepted concubines and not accepted rooms over the years?" ”

Nan Baoyi said secretly, the second aunt, you are from the dart game, you are so strong, the second uncle dares to accept the room, you must not break his legs?

But she was very cooperative on her face, and said with a sweet smile: "It's all because the second aunt is a good housekeeper, gentle and virtuous, which makes the second uncle deeply fond of you." ”

"That's just one of them." Jiang smiled from ear to ear and stuffed the booklet into Nan Baoyi's hand, "It's all because the second uncle has learned all the postures in this booklet, that's why your second uncle loves me so much." Among the reasons for the harmony and harmony of husband and wife, mutual affection accounts for half of it, and boudoir love accounts for the other half. ”

Nan Baoyi opened the booklet.

Sure enough, it's a familiar recipe.

Her little face was slightly red, and she said shyly: "Second aunt, I will take it back and study it carefully." ”

Cheng Yerou stroked her thin back, looked at her delicate body, and couldn't help worrying: "Jiaojiao is only fifteen years old, although she is already young, she is still younger. What your second aunt taught you, don't worry about it for the time being. Wait for a year and a half, and then do what you do, it's okay, and it's good for your body. ”

She's so gentle.

Nan Baoyi nodded movingly: "Thank you, Aunt Cheng, Jiaojiao wrote it down." ”

After Nan Baoyi left, the maid came in to light the lamp.

Jiang drank tea leisurely and said with a teasing smile: "What are you talking about waiting for a year and a half, do you guess our new aunt can wait?" I bet 5,000 taels of silver with you, and within three days, I won't be able to get out of bed for our Jiaojiao'er. ”

Cheng Yerou covered her lips and chuckled.

After laughing, she said softly: "Bet and bet." If he really likes us Jiaojiao, he should also take pity on him. You always say he's not good, but for some reason, I believe in him, and he'll take care of his delicate body. ”

Jiang suddenly chuckled.

Cheng Yerou was curious: "What are you laughing at?" ”

Jiang smiled and blushed: "Xiao Yi was born tall, and he is a person who practices martial arts, so I don't know how that job is...... We are delicate, if we can be petted, we are blessed. ”

Cheng Yerou also laughed: "I'm afraid the little girl won't be able to bear it." ”

They are middle-aged and not as easily ashamed as young girls.

Although he holds a shelf in front of his juniors, in private, he will also say some meat words to make fun of him.

When they were thinking about Nan Baoyi and Xiao Yi's wedding night, Nan Baoyi was alone with the Spring Palace Book, leaning on the railing.

She clutched her hot cheeks and wanted to look at the book again, but she felt embarrassed.

After being entangled for a long time, she suppressed her curiosity and decided to watch it with Xiao Yi on the wedding night.

Come to think of it, Quan Chen has never seen anything like this.

She can teach him.

The man she was talking about was sitting in Princess Jing's room.

Princess Jing kept counting: "I always say that merchant girls are not good, but you don't listen." If you marry this kind of woman, if you return to Dayong to inherit the throne in the future, how will you explain to your mother? ”

Xiao Yi sipped his tea slowly: "My aunt invited me here just to say this?" ”

Princess Jing sighed with hatred.

After being silent for a long time, she showed a helpless and doting attitude: "That's it, if you have to marry her, I can't say anything." Although I love you like flesh and blood, who told you not to treat me as my own mother? Tomorrow's wedding, let Zhu Yao serve you tonight, she has been trained by me very well, and she will teach you the things in the boudoir. ”

Zhu Yao hung her head and walked out from behind Princess Jing shyly and timidly.

She was specially dressed up tonight, with a light pink gauze skirt that seemed to be covered, fair skin, and a slender figure.

When you raise your eyes, your apricot eyes are affectionate, and they are particularly charming under the lights.

Xiao Yi chuckled.

After a while, he said: "Isn't it a waste to give me such a beauty?" Since my aunt values Zhu Yao, I might as well give her to Lord Jing, so that I can help you compete for favor and be a good sister with you. ”

Princess Jing suddenly clenched her handkerchief and said angrily: "Xiao Yi, I'm all for your good!" ”

Xiao Yi didn't bother to talk to her again.

He stood up, arched his hands uninhibitedly, and left without looking back.

Princess Jing was so angry that her heart hurt!

She suddenly swept the tea cup on the flower table to the ground: "Rebel, rebel!" ”

Zhu Yao's expression was gloomy.

She raised her hand and touched the scarlet moist eye circles, bent down to pick up the pieces of the tea cup for Princess Jing, and said softly: "Don't be angry, the prince is young and vigorous, and he is in love with the princess, and there are slaves and maids who can't tolerate slaves for a while......"

Princess Jing pulled her up distressedly.

She said gently: "Concubine Ben has been in King Jing's Mansion for many years, and only you can trust her." Don't worry, I won't ask Yi'er to treat you badly. When he gets tired of the bride, the concubine will definitely let him take you as a concubine. You are obedient and well-behaved, and you will take care of Yi'er, so that the concubine can feel at ease. ”

At this moment, the two of them chattered and talked.

On the other side, as soon as Xiao Yi stepped into the courtyard, a little maid came over to report it, saying that it was Miss Tong's invitation.

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at the small embroidery building hidden in the verdant grass and trees.

Xiao Yi stepped onto the embroidery building.

The paper screen is still stretched across the bedroom, faintly reflecting the woman wearing Zen clothes and her hair scattered, she is obviously five months pregnant, but because she misses her deceased husband too much, she doesn't eat meat dishes on weekdays, and she looks so thin that she hasn't even shown her pregnancy.

She was pruning a bouquet of flowers.

She said softly: "Tomorrow, the little lady in the south will enter the door, which is a day of great joy." It's a pity that Xiaolang is not loved, and there are many things that no elders can teach you. You only focus on reading and fame, and you are too serious on weekdays, and I am afraid that you don't understand how to cherish your mother. ”

Xiao Yi sat on his knees, raised his eyebrows, and did not speak.

Wen Tong lowered his eyelashes, and shyly pulled out an album from under the low desk.