Xiao Yi almost regarded Zhennan Temple as a resting garden.

Despite the monks' efforts to prevent it, he still came and went freely, as if he were in a no-man's land.

It's autumn day.

At night, the mountain temple is quite cold, Nanbao clothes are freshly washed, wearing white silk bedclothes, sitting in front of the makeup mirror table, and gently combing the sandalwood hair.

From time to time, he quietly looked out, as if he was looking forward to it.

When she heard the familiar "click" of unlocking, she hurriedly withdrew her gaze and continued to comb her hair pretending to be calm.

Xiao Yi walked into the bedroom.

Nan Baoyi looked through the bronze mirror, this young marquis, leather belt military boots, hunting, gold and jade appearance, made her salivate - oh no, it made her heart pound.

Xiao Yi also looked at the bronze mirror.

The girl in the mirror, the little face is clean and immature, and she is extremely beautiful and delicate.

He walked behind her, leaned down and sniffed her hair, and his voice was hoarse: "Those old monks, did they bully you today?" ”

Nan Baoyi shook her head obediently, "They can't argue with me, it's too late to respect me, how can they bully me?" ”

After staying in Zhennan Temple for so long, she can see it.

The monks in the temple are divided into two major factions, the literary monks represented by the enlightenment of Buddhism, and the warrior monks represented by the old host.

The person who is in cahoots with the Cheng family and the Xia family is a warrior monk.

Nan Baoyi got up, stood on tiptoe, and skillfully took off the big hat for Xiao Yi.

She gently patted the dew and dead leaves on the big hat, and said softly: "It's autumn day, Zhennan Temple is built in the mountains, and the night is the coldest, the second brother should change to a thicker big coat." ”

As he spoke, he hung his clothes on Mu Shi.

Xiao Yi stared at her.

The cage fire is gentle.

The little girl's back was slender and thin, and her white silk shirt outlined her waist, and her straight and slender legs.

Untied the posture of a big man for him, like a newlywed lady who treats her husband home.

He understood.

The little girl was tempting him.

So he took a few steps forward and hugged Nan Baoyi from behind.

He whispered: "Jiaojiao is the warmest, I hold it in my arms, and it won't be cold." ”

Nan Baoyi froze.

The young man had just returned from outside, and he was still wrapped in the coolness of the mountains.

The fragrance of mountains and rivers lingers on the tip of her nose, and she smells cold and gentle on weekdays, but tonight it reveals a special domineering, which makes her so nervous that she doesn't even dare to move her fingertips at will.

Although she likes her second brother, she ......

Being held like this in the middle of the night, she seemed to be a little unable to hold on.

Xiao Yi lowered his eyes.

The little girl's ears were red and fluttering, like pink jade.

The softness in my arms, because of the nervousness, I can feel hot through the silk bedclothes.

He had no doubt that if she continued to hug her like this, she would probably turn into boiling water.

Nan Baoyi noticed his scrutiny, her white and tender cheeks turned carmine, and she stammered: "Second brother, you, you, you, you have worked hard outside, I, I'll go and prepare for you, prepare the bath water......"

Xiao Yi let go of her slowly.

He watched her rush towards the transept separated by the curtain, and he couldn't help but twist his fingertips with a retrospective twist.

He hooked his lips and said in a hoarse voice: "Grow up quickly, my brother can't wait......"

It's bedtime time.

Nan Baoyi Tuan was in the quilt and said softly: "Second brother, in two days, I will be treated as an evil girl, and I will be burned to death at the foot of Zhennan Temple, I heard that the people of the whole city will come to see it." ”

Xiao Yi lay on the bunk on the ground and made an "oh" sound.

Nan Baoyi pursed her lips.

What does "oh" mean?

Xiao Yi added slowly: "Don't worry, my brother won't make a move and disrupt your plan." Jiaojiao is smart, and she must be able to retreat with her whole body and debunk the conspiracy of Xia Minghui and Nan Yan. ”

Nan Baoyi: "......"

She wanted him to do it.

She grabbed the tuanhua futon and quietly opened a corner of the curtain.

Lord Quanchen slept in his clothes, with one hand pillow behind his head, and his sleeping posture was particularly elegant.

Do you want to tell him about the bet with Gu Chongshan?

Lord Quan Chen was full of arrogance, and he was very disgusted with Gu Chongshan.

If she knew that she was using herself as a bet, she would be angry.

Perhaps, I will take her out of Zhennan Temple now.

Then her hard work for so many days will be in vain......

When she was distracted, Xiao Yi opened Danfeng's eyes.

His thin lips hooked lightly, and he pulled the quilt at will: "Jiaojiao stares at me like this, is it because she wants to sleep in my brother's bed?" ”

"No...... Don't want to! ”

Nan Baoyi hurriedly put down the curtain.

After a quarter of an hour, she still couldn't sleep.

She said tentatively: "Second brother, what do you think of Gu Chongshan?" ”

"Not good."

"He is a minister of the Imperial Mission, holding the sword of Shang Fang, and has the power to cut the local officials first and then play. If he is on our side, it will be much easier to deal with Cheng Taishou, and there is no need to even report to the imperial court. ”

"Nan Jiaojiao."

"What are you doing?"

"Don't pronounce a man's name on the bed, it's unseemly."

Nan Baoyi: "......"

She pursed her lips and silently rolled in.

Don't discuss things with Lord Quanchen, he always thinks she's stupid.

Discuss it with him, he always likes to intervene sideways, and what he says is not the same as what she wants to discuss.

She can see that this man is very difficult.

It's even more difficult than Gu Chongshan!

That's it, she won't arrange the plot and dialogue, and on the day of the burning of the evil girl, they will each play on the spot!

Next.

There is one day left until seven seven and forty-nine days.

Xia Minghui lived in the meditation room of Zhennan Temple in advance and found Nan Yan.

She said: "Nan Baoyi's slut has debated with the senior monks of Zhennan Temple for more than a month, and his image in the hearts of the people has completely changed. Even many refugees who have received the favor of the Nan family say everywhere that the nursery rhyme was maliciously compiled by people with good intentions. I even got the news that they plan to band together tomorrow to save people. ”

Nan Yan was pulling the embroidered handkerchief.

finally came to this point, seeing that Nan Baoyi was going to be burned alive tomorrow, how could she be willing to let her turn over?!

The wind of early autumn is cold.

She slowly raised her eyes and said in a deep voice: "I have an idea that can make her unable to turn over in her life." ”

Xia Minghui: "I want to hear about it." ”

Nan Yan whispered in her ear.

Xia Minghui's eyes full of gloom gradually brightened.

After a while, she hugged the embroidered handkerchief and laughed, "It is worthy of being a talented woman who is famous in Jinguancheng, this idea is very good." Rou'er, I'll wait and see tomorrow! ”

Today's barracks are busy.

Xiao Yi asked Shiyan to deliver the message in advance, saying that he would rest in the barracks at night.

Nan Baoyi sat sullenly in front of the makeup table.

She stared at the bronze mirror and raised her hand to touch her eyebrows.

Between the immature eyebrows and eyes, there is a lot of loss.

If you like someone but can't see him, you'll probably be so worried about him.

She slipped into the bed tent and subconsciously glanced at the place where the floor was.

After living in a house for more than 40 days, it was suddenly empty, which really made her unaccustomed to it.

She lay under the covers.

The candle flame gradually burned out, and only the night pearl in the tent emitted a soft glow.

She closed her eyes.

"Second brother, what a dream......".

The sweet murmur of the girl was all in the ears of the man in the shadow of the corner.