Xiao Yi was surprised: "How can you think like this?" ”

Seeing that Nan Baoyi couldn't answer aggrievedly, he pursed his thin lips and smiled for a moment, and said seriously: "I never thought about this. You can't have children, I don't complain, let alone accidentally got a little princess? ”

There was satisfaction in his eyes.

He took Nan Baoyi's little hand and carefully interlocked her fingers: "I am with Nan Jiaojiao, not to pass on the ancestry, not to covet your family's wealth, and not to look at your appearance." I'm with you just to be with you. ”

At this moment, the cruel emperor put down all his shelves and did everything he could to give his woman a sense of security.

Listening to his confession, Nan Baoyi's uneasiness hidden in his heart quietly disappeared.

She bent her Danfeng eyes, smiled sweetly, and stood on tiptoe to hug Xiao Yi's neck mercilessly: "Second brother! ”

The fragrance of hibiscus flowers filled my arms.

Xiao Yi hugged her back, sniffed her hair deeply, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

The two were tired of being crooked for a long time, and Nan Baoyi suddenly patted his head: "I came over today, in addition to sending a brush to the second brother, there is one more important matter!" ”

……

The patio veranda in the small pavilion is winding.

Nan Baoyi took Xiao Yi's sleeve and came to a stone cave outside the moon gate like a thief.

She peeked in quietly, the patio was planted with rare and exotic grass, and a middle-aged man in a snow-white suit sat behind the piano case, plucking the strings slowly and methodically, and the sound of the piano was casual and low.

The breeze rolled up his wide sleeves and headband, adding a bit of elegance and calmness, but he was a little sickly and emaciated.

Nan Baoyi regretted: "Second brother, I can't imagine that your father was a terrifying young overlord more than twenty years ago. He was born handsome, and he must have been majestic back then! ”

Xiao Yi was unhappy: "You brought me here just to see my father?" Look at him, it's better to look at me. ”

Nan Baoyi glanced at him angrily: "What do you think?" ”

The two were arguing quietly when footsteps came from across the patio.

Nan Baoyi hurriedly looked.

Empress Shen really came.

Wei Chi Changgong followed behind her, with a very unhappy look on his face.

Empress Shen sat down on the round stool, shook her wide sleeves, her eyes fell on the piano case, and her beautiful face showed sarcasm: "I didn't know that you could also play the piano." ”

Xiao Yu held down the strings.

The end of the note gradually closed, and he said: "The Xiao royal family is good at music. ”

"So, you deliberately pretended to be Zhao Nu to attract my idea in the Wind and Snow Temple?" Shen Jiang sneered? "Don't look at how many pounds and taels you have, pretend to be him, you are also worthy?"

Behind the door of the cave moon.

Xiao Yi whispered: "Pretending to be a Zhao slave? ”

Nan Baoyi said a few words and told the story of the Fengxue Temple by the river that day.

Xiao Yi: "So you are suspicious? The luthier of the year? Actually, it's my father? ”

Nan Baoyi nodded: "No one will hide the things of their rivals, with the domineering of your father back then?" And if he was going to kill the luthier? Bound to destroy all his belongings? But don't you think it's strange that he has that white fox mask alone? What's more, your father is also an extremely proud man, and he will never pretend to be a rival in love? Come and win the idea of Empress Shen. ”

Xiao Yi was silent.

If the violinist back then was his father, then why did he stage a scene of killing the violinist later?

Is it worth it to let Shen Jiang hate him for more than twenty years?

In the patio.

Sun-dappled? The vines on the wall bloomed small lilac flowers, and the shadow of the flowers fell on Xiao Yu's clothes? There is a kind of calmness after years of precipitation.

Xiao Yu looked at Shen Jiang's mocking face? The smile was faint and calm: "Those pills are easy to use?" A full moon night? Does it still hurt? ”

Shen Jiang's expression changed slightly? It was as if a layer of frost and snow had shrouded his face.

She quickly came back to her senses and laughed, "Don't think that if you helped me, I won't hold a grudge against you." Xiao Yu, you owe me so much! ”

Xiao Yu seemed to mutter: "Yes, I owe you too much......"

For more than 20 years, his attitude has always been like this.

Shen Jiang bent his fingers and knocked on the flowers, and his tone was a little impatient: "Nan Baoyi is used to talking nonsense, and it is ridiculous to say that you are Zhao Nu!" Xiao Yu, I won't allow you to touch the piano again in the future, you don't deserve it! ”

Xiao Yu closed his eyes deeply.

The cyan eyelashes were like a drizzle of smoke, depicting indescribable complex emotions on his face.

The hand on the strings tightened and tightened, and he slowly opened his eyes, still smiling: "Okay." ”

He always looks like he has no temper.

Shen Jiang burst into flames for no reason.

Xu was so bored that she got up and left.

After taking a few steps, she suddenly turned around and took out the old white fox mask from her wide sleeve: "I ask you, why do you keep his things?" ”

Xiao Yu stared at the mask and was silent for a long time.

Shen Jiang was displeased: "Xiao Yu! ”

Xiao Yu chuckled twice: "It's just a trophy, it doesn't mean anything else." ”

Shen Jiang frowned angrily, his chest rose and fell violently, and he was so angry that he turned around and left.

After taking a few steps, she bit her lower lip and stopped walking.

She turned around, her delicate and sharp phoenix eyes staring at Xiao Yu.

- Queen Mother, do you say that the pianist back then could be the Son of Heaven? He's always wearing a mask, and you've never seen his face......

Nan Baoyi's words came to her ears again, urging her to do something like a magic voice.

For more than 20 years, every month the contraceptive soup has come to mind.

After crossing the river, the bottle of blood-red elixir he gave was dazzling, cruel, and gentle.

She stared at Xiao Yu's pale face, and suddenly stepped forward quickly.

She pinched his jaw and put the white fox mask on his face without hesitation—

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Good night