Chapter 228: Xichang, I have to ask the county lord to go

Xiao Yi said again: "The palace is very big, you can't get lost, but do you want my brother to accompany you to change clothes?" I heard that the girl's family loves to go to the toilet hand in hand, if Jiaojiao likes it, my brother can also go to the toilet hand in hand with you. ”

Nan Baoyi: "......"

She didn't want to go to the toilet hand in hand with him!

She gritted her teeth, poured Xiao Yi a full cup of corn juice, lifted her palace skirt, and went to the toilet alone.

This palace, she knows how to walk with her eyes closed.

How could she possibly get lost......

As Nan Baoyi left the Chengle Palace, Jiang Guifei, who was unsettled, quietly left the table.

The west room is not far from the Chengle Hall, at the end of the red lacquer verandah.

Nan Baoyi came out after cleaning his hands, and saw two rows of palace maids carrying palace lamps, and the verandah was as bright as day.

Jiang Guifei sat lazily on the rose chair, and the fox fur set off her luxurious and graceful.

It was a little cold outside the hall.

Nan Baoyi rubbed his hands, "I'm just like a toilet, and the concubine Niangniang actually blocked the door of the west room...... I don't know, I thought you wanted to go to the toilet hand in hand with me. ”

"Clever tongue!" Jiang Guifei said coldly, "Xin'er of this palace, you shot it with your own hands, this evil breath, this palace can't swallow it no matter what." Nan Baoyi, the debt of life must be paid with life! ”

Nan Baoyi chuckled.

She stared at Jiang Guifei without fear, "Dare to ask Guifei, who told you about the fact that I killed the third princess?" Is there any evidence? ”

Jiang Guifei said in a deep voice: "Gu Chongshan saw it with his own eyes, and his eyes are the evidence!" ”

Nan Baoyi looked.

Gu Chongshan stood behind Jiang Guifei.

The upper half of his face is shrouded in shadows, making it difficult to see his emotions.

The red lips are curled downward, which is an extremely cool and thin posture.

Nan Baoyi tilted his head.

It turned out that when she shot Chu Lexin, she was seen by the nine thousand years old, which is really a hundred secrets.

Seeing that she was silent, Jiang Guifei couldn't help but feel a little happier in her heart.

She stood up and walked up to Nan Baoyi, her jade hand with a armor cover, and indifferently grabbed her cheeks, forcing her to look up at her.

Her eyes were cracked, and she was stunned: "You killed the daughter of this palace, and you ruined Huaimei's reputation...... Nan Baoyi, this palace and you are incompatible! The Jiang family and the Nan family are incompatible! ”

After roaring, he raised his hand and slapped Nan Baoyi!

Nan Baoyi fell to the ground, her cheeks red and swollen.

She slowly raised her head and looked at Jiang Guifei quietly.

The palace lights are dim, and the music of the Chengle Hall is faintly heard, and it is even more silent.

I don't know why, even if she is alone in the face of the angry Jiang Guifei, even if she knows that the next situation may be very bad, she is still not afraid.

The blood seemed to be boiling.

Every part of the body cries out for madness and revenge.

I can't forget that every one of the palaces in the previous life was malicious.

I can't forget that Chu Lexin dragged her through the palace alley on horseback, her palace skirt was ragged, her flesh and bones were broken, and she was dripping with blood, and she raised her head from a pool of blood with tears streaming down her face, but she saw Jiang Guifei personally helping Chu Lexin to get off the horse, wiping her sweat for her, and gently telling her not to be tired.

Her children are children, other people's children, just grass mustard for her daughter to play with.

She doesn't want to have the hatred of the previous life, speculating about the people she meets in this life.

But the facts taught her that some people had malicious intentions towards her from the beginning and would not change because of the change in her identity.

She sat up slowly.

She stared at Jiang Guifei, and in the reflection of the palace lamp, she bent her eyebrows and laughed.

Innocence and gore intersect in her eyes.

The hatred of the previous life, after stepping into this palace, after feeling these injuries, spread like weeds wildly.

reminds her all the time that she is not the really delicate fifth girl of the Nan family, and she is not the delicate girl who is ignorant of the world in the eyes of Lord Quanchen.

She is Nan Baoyi.

It is the waste who was abandoned by her husband's family and sold into the palace, the poor worm whose appearance was ruined and her family was ruined, and the palace maid who was bullied and submissive.

The wounds and shadows of past lives were never healed.

They are just hidden.

The palace lamp ignited the girl's phoenix eyes.

She leaned back and laughed, and became more and more crazy.

Finally laughing enough, she tilted her head, and Jin Bu shook slightly, reflecting a strange style.

She said crisply: "The concubine wants to know, what happened to the third princess before she died?" ”

Jiang Guifei was stunned, "What?" ”

Nan Baoyi blinked, "Guifei get closer, I'll tell you." ”

Jiang Guifei approached hesitantly.

She leaned over to Nan Baoyi, "What's Xin'er?" ”

Nan Baoyi bent her eyebrows to look at her, slowly raised her hand, and seriously supported Jin Buyan.

Her red lips opened lightly: "She-"

"Concubine Niangniang."

Suddenly a voice came from the shadows.

Gu Chongshan walked out slowly, and looked at Nan Baoyi condescendingly, "Before the third princess died, she didn't leave anything behind. This woman is lying to you. ”

He took the golden step.

The girl of the Nan family always loves to wear it in a bun.

The workmanship is delicate and delicate, and the hidden buckle is pulled, and it is not a step shake that is pulled out, but a delicate blade, which is quenched with dark purple poison, and it is a bloody throat.

Jiang Guifei was furious, and slapped Nan Baoyi with her backhand!

She shouted: "You dare to assassinate this palace?!" ”

Nan Baoyi fell to the ground.

Blood was rolling down the corners of her lips, and she was still smiling, laughing so hard that her slender shoulders trembled slightly.

It's the Shangyuan Festival.

Miyagi is majestic and splendid.

The music is dignified and festive.

The palace lights are bright.

Her palace dress was intricate and wide, like a blooming flower.

But her laughter was bleak.

Jiang Guifei's heart was furious, and she inexplicably felt a trace of fear.

She swallowed her saliva, took two steps back, and said coldly, "Take her to the West Factory." Externally, she was lost in the palace. This palace wants her to be tortured by the West Factory, life is better than death! ”

Gu Chongshan said "Woo".

Inevitably suspected, Jiang Guifei took the palace maid and returned to the Chengle Hall first.

In the verandah, only Gu Chongshan and Nan Baoyi were left.

He played with Jin Hai, "Assassinate the concubine, so bold." ”

Nan Baoyi stared at the void, and the smile on the corner of her lips gradually disappeared.

She stood up and was indifferent: "If it weren't for you, she would have died." ”

"This is the Imperial Palace, not Jinguan City. She is a concubine, and if she dies, you have to be buried with her. Gu Chongshan put the golden hairpin into his sleeve pocket, "The Nan family will also be implicated." ”

"Nine thousand years old is helping me?"

"I'm helping myself." Gu Chongshan stood up coldly, "Xichang, I have to ask the county lord to take a trip." ”

Nan Baoyi knew very well that Gu Chongshan relied on Jiang Guifei to cover himself in the palace.

She couldn't escape.

She looked in the direction of the West Factory.

It hides in the darkness of the upper Yuan night, like a devouring beast, waiting for a new prey.

She had lived in Xichang for a long time, and she didn't know that Mrs. Pomegranate, who had killed her in her previous life, could she appear now?

She curled her lips, "Okay, I'll go back to the West Factory with you." ”

She walked calmly to the end of the verandah, not as if to be tortured, but as if to go home.

Gu Chongshan followed behind her, his eyes dark.

Nanjia girl, why do you know the direction of the West Factory?