The aftertaste is sloppy.

It seems that the little princess of their family has not yet experienced the vinegar of the storm.

Walking to the Royal Garden, the spring sun is just right.

The pear blossom wood food table is placed next to the stream, the palace maids shuttle with wine and delicacies, the family Langjun and the girls are dressed brightly, sitting in groups of three or five under the shade of the willows, talking and laughing are very lively.

I don't know who whispered a reminder: "Nanda Situ is here." ”

The warm atmosphere froze instantly.

Everyone looked at Nan Baoyi, and after the initial amazement, they suddenly fell silent.

Nan Baoyi didn't notice the abnormality, sat down with a smile, and said softly: "Today's weather is clear and the wind is smooth, let's have a good drink." ”

Quiet all around.

Nan Baoyi raised her eyes in surprise, and the teenagers and girls around her hurriedly nodded yes, but the smile on her face was very reluctant, and there was a taste of respect.

Zhou Lingshu was sitting in front of the low desk next door, holding up the palm mirror to draw his eyebrows and comb his makeup.

Seeing Nan Baoyi's doubts from the mirror, he chuckled: "Everyone went to the wedding banquet of the Zhenguo Mansion and saw you blocking the sword for the queen mother." Sister Baoyi, now you are the number one celebrity next to the queen, and everyone is afraid of you. ”

Nan Baoyi had an epiphany.

She shook her fan, not knowing for a moment whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

When he was struggling, a burst of clear mountain fragrance came from behind him.

Xiao Yi's golden-crowned black robe sat down indifferently beside her: "What are you thinking?" ”

"Second brother," Nan Baoyi bent his Danfeng eyes and held his arm affectionately, just like a girl in Chang'an, "I haven't seen you for half a month, I miss it very much!" ”

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows.

The little girl has been specially dressed up today, her little face is as delicate as a fog cage hibiscus, her eyebrows and eyes are just like Qingshan Yuandai, and the complicated gold wire ties outline a slender waist, she is as beautiful as the goddess of Wushan in spring.

Since she called Chang'an City, she has never dressed up so carefully.

The surrounding gentlemen were afraid of her and respected her on the surface, but when they spoke, a pair of eyes couldn't help but look at her, and the Adam's apple rolled up and down imperceptibly, obviously obsessed with her appearance.

Xiao Yi was unhappy.

At this moment, I suddenly regretted pushing Nan Jiaojiao in front of tens of millions of people.

I want to build a golden house to hide her from these dog men from peeping at her.

He rubbed Nan Baoyi's slender red fingertips, and said in a deep voice: "Jiaojiao deliberately dressed up like this, who is she going to show to?" ”

"Second brother also thinks I'm very beautiful today, doesn't he?" Nan Baoyi smiled and stroked the cuffs of the embroidered peony lovingly, "It's not that I deliberately dressed up for anyone to see, it's just that the spring days are short, and it is easiest to remind people of the fleeting time, so I want to dress up." ”

"Spring is short, and Shaohua is fleeting......"

Qing Yue's voice suddenly sounded, revealing a bit of thoughtful Zen.

Nan Baoyi and the others turned their heads to look.

The long wind blows down the snow-white apricot blossoms all over the garden, and the Buddha bell rings leisurely.

The palace maid was pushing a wheelchair and was slowly coming along the bluestone flower path.

There is a young man sitting in a wheelchair, with a green bamboo hairpin, wearing a plain and clean collared white clothes, holding a string of red sandalwood Buddha beads in his hand, with red lips and white teeth, sick and weak, and a noble bearing. balance

He is like a pearl faint, the green mountains are foggy, and his body is shrouded in a layer of spring sun, and he is clean and clean, which is incompatible with the hustle and bustle of the banquet, like a Penglai guest in the mountains who is out of the world.

Nan Baoyi had never seen him.

But at a glance, he was sure that he was the fourth prince he had never met.

Xie Alou and Jiang Suihan were late.

She smiled and said: "It's better to come early than to come by chance, Ah Lou has asked His Royal Highness for peace!" Now that the guests have arrived, the banquet can begin. I like to be casual and natural, and I hope you will have fun today and not get drunk. ”

She and Jiang Suihan sat alone in the upper reaches of the stream.

Jiang Suihan whispered: "You did it on purpose, right?" ”

Xie Alou shook the fan gently, gentle and innocent: "Brother Suihan, what do you mean?" ”

Jiang Suihan looked at Nan Baoyi's table: "Queen Shen messed up the mandarin duck spectrum, and you arranged the two brothers of the Xiao family and Nan Xiaowu to sit together, isn't this deliberately creating a Shura field?" ”

Xie Alou tilted his head: "Brother Sui Han, today's seat was obviously arranged by the two of us together, why did you blame me alone?" Oh, Wei Xiaolian, the concubine of the Wei family, as well as Wei Chuchu and Shen Yichao, Han Yanliang and Shen Yijue, also went to Nan Baoyi's table. You arranged this group of people, so who exactly wants to create the Shura Field? ”

Jiang Suihan said twice, it's not a big deal to see the excitement: "When they finish tearing up, we will announce the news of the upcoming wedding, so that they all envy the two of us!" ”

After this period of getting along, he found that he and Xie Alou were very compatible.

I also like to gloat, and I also like to do things, it's a match made in heaven!

So, they decided to get married in a flash.

Today's spring banquet is to announce the news of their wedding.

At this moment, the stream is lively and harmonious.

Only at Nan Baoyi's table, everyone stared at each other, and the atmosphere was quite weird.

Nan Baoyi held a cup of sweet fruit wine, drank it in small sips, and gently fanned her eyelashes, stealing a glance at the group of people like a thief.

The second brother is her ex-husband, the fourth prince Xiao Sui is her current fiancé, and Wei Xiaolian is the current fiancée of the second brother, so Shen Yichao is both the cousin of the second brother and the brother-in-law of the second brother, and seems to be suspected of cheating on Boss Han, but Shen Yijue has thoughts about Boss Han, and she and Boss Han are sisters, so Shen Yijue is also her brother-in-law, and she is the younger brother and sister of the second brother......

Nan Baoyi was dizzy by herself.

None of them spoke, so she had to take the lead and said, "I heard that the Fourth Highness is weak, but now he is better?" Wechen looks at you in a wheelchair, could it be that your legs are paralyzed? What medications do you take every day and are there any side effects? It's a medicine that is poisonous, you have to be careful of poisoning and dying......"

She was so nervous.

babbled and said, and in the end, he couldn't even talk to himself.

She wanted to scratch the wall.

She is trying to win over the four princes, what kind of nonsense is she talking about!

Wei Chuchu rolled his eyes and scolded coldly: "If you can't speak, shut up!" The fourth highness is sick and weak, and it is a question whether he can survive until the end of the year, how can he have time to consider that it is a three-point poison——"

She was stunned, and hurriedly said respectfully: "Of course, Fourth Highness, the courtiers are not cursing you to have a short life, the courtiers are just telling the truth - oh no, it's not the truth, the courtiers mean that Your Highness Jiren has his own natural appearance, and he will definitely live until the end of this year - no, you will definitely live a long life......"

The atmosphere was even more eerie.

Nan Baoyi felt as if a gourd had grown on Wei Chuchu's mouth.

Talking confused.

Xiao Sui twisted the Buddha beads, and his expression was always indifferent.

He didn't pay attention to the two girls, and said to Xiao Yi: "I am not in good health, and I always have to be bedridden with hemoptysis every autumn and winter and spring cold, so I couldn't attend their funerals, let alone those thrilling things." I can't help myself, brother, don't blame me. ”