Chapter 242: lest I make his little lady cry
The elegant seat is smoked with sweet soothing incense, and the woven screen depicts the pale gold landscape, filtering the light of the hexagonal glass lamp to be quiet and tranquil.
Nan Baoyi slept soundly, and just after midnight, he replenished his spirits.
She rubbed her sleepy eyes, and her voice was a little hoarse: "Water." β
The steward's grovel stood in front of the chaise longue, and when he heard the words, he hurriedly presented a cup of fragrant tea.
He looked at Nan Baoyi drinking tea, and said with a smile: "Master, the person you want has found you here, can you see if you are satisfied?" β
Nan Baoyi looked up.
The maid removed the screen.
Eighteen strong men stood in the seats, their clothes undressed, revealing their muscular waists and chests.
Seeing her look over, they couldn't wait to start showing their masculine strength.
Nan Baoyi was silent for a long time, and had a bad premonition in his heart: "What is this doing?" β
The steward's eyebrows fluttered: "I understand! Don't you just want to find someone to serve, this is the male pet carefully selected by the villain himself for you, do you see if you are a pet a day, or everyone is on it together? The villain thinks that it will be more lively together! β
Nan Baoyi almost squirted out a sip of tea.
She raised her sleeve and wiped the corners of her mouth, staring at the steward in disbelief.
The steward shyly turned his face: "If you dislike them for being rude, the villain is willing to serve you personally." It's just that the villain is still innocentβ"
"Stop!"
Nan Bao clothes fried hair.
She gritted her teeth: "I don't want them, and I don't want you." I want Xiao Daoyan, go and bring Xiao Daoyan to me! β
The steward was puzzled: "Xiao Daoyan? β
The slaves who were deposed to the Colosseum included dignitaries and dignitaries who were famous all over the world, and outlaws who did evil.
When they arrived, they all lost their original names and were replaced by numbers.
Nan Baoyi was impatient: "It's the new one today." β
"Oh!" The steward suddenly gave a thumbs up to Nan Baoyi in admiration, "The master has good eyesight, that guy is really handsome and chic in the wind of Yushu, and at a glance, I know that that aspect is very majesticββ"
"Go!"
Nan Baoyi's ears were red and kicked him.
What kind of people this is!
As the steward walked away, her stomach made a series of gurgling sounds.
She rubbed her hungry belly, and then remembered that she hadn't eaten dinner yet.
She picked up a high-legged porcelain plate full of delicate snacks, picked up the fragrant, soft and glutinous passion cake, and was hungry one bite at a time.
When Xiao Yi stepped in, he saw his little girl's cheeks bulging, chewing hard like a little squirrel, and she choked and rolled her eyes.
He raised an eyebrow and handed her a cup of warm tea.
After Nan Baoyi drank the tea, she finally breathed her breath, and looked at Xiao Yi while stroking her chest.
He wears a messy ponytail, an open black shirt, strong chest muscles, and a narrow waist.
He wore a pair of shabby soap trousers, the cuffs of which were rolled up to reveal his bare calves and feet, and heavy shackles were worn around his ankles to prevent the prisoners from escaping.
She was surprised: "On a cold day, you only wear these clothes?" β
"It doesn't matter."
Xiao Yi reached out and wiped the crumbs of passion cake from her lips.
Fingertips ran down her cheek before landing on a reddened slash on her forehead.
The little girl's skin color was like white jade, and this bruise was very obvious.
He narrowed his eyes: "Who did it?" β
Nan Baoyi touched the wound and said lightly about the fact that he was smashed with eggs.
Xiao Yi's eyes were gloomy.
After being quiet for a long time, he said: "There is another way, you don't have to suffer Jiaojiao, you can make the world change." β
"No, you can't!" Chinese bar
Nan Baoyi didn't think about it, and immediately stopped it.
She knew what his solution was.
He wanted to return to South Vietnam, gather 500,000 soldiers and horses, and wave his army to Dayong.
He is the god of war on the battlefield, if he doesn't care about letting go of Bo, of course he can defeat Shen Jiang.
But how many innocent people died in his previous life, and his 500,000 soldiers and horses, in the end, only a few hundred horsemen remained, and Tianshu even wiped out the entire army.
She didn't want such a bloody war.
She didn't know if there was karma in the world, but she wanted to accumulate a little more good fortune for her second brother, who was addicted to killing in her previous life.
She looked up at her little face, and Danfeng's eyes were shining: "I have never been a wicked person, for me, it is not an interesting thing to be a powerful minister." Second brother, don't worry, I will definitely protect myself well in the future and will not be bullied. β
In his previous life, the second brother was obviously a hero who defended his family and country, but his reputation was smeared.
Now that he had tasted it, she would taste it in its entirety.
But she was willing.
Xiao Yi's big palm gently rubbed the girl's face.
She said it so easily, but he knew what kind of pressure she would be carrying.
He lowered his head and pressed his forehead against hers: "It's me who is bad." said that after marrying you, I would protect you well and let you be the little lady of the Xiao family, but now I let you show up and deal with the evil wolf...... In this life, I owe Nan Jiaojiao too much. β
Nan Baoyi held his shoulder.
She tilted her head and kissed his jaw and lips.
Danfeng's eyes were as bright as stars, and she burst into a bright smile: "Second brother, I'm willing!" β
He gave him this life.
In her previous life, she was so rude and willful, because she owed him a good moon.
Candle flame beep.
The gold-embroidered hibiscus curtain hangs low.
The girl's clothes are half-dissolved, and the black official robes are stacked on the waist, showing her complexion like snow.
The ribbon that tied her hair was removed, and the hanging green silk made her more delicate than flowers, and she was the most charming.
The man in shackles leaned over.
The deep darkness of the night was his eyes.
He tried to probe shallowly, lest he spoil his little girl.
The girl's eyelashes are moist: "It hurts ......"
"It's been too long."
Xiao Yi endured it uncomfortably, with a thin layer of fine sweat on her forehead, gently and patiently kissed her eyebrows and eyes, and coaxed her to relax.
Light snow fell outside the window.
At dawn in the east, Xiao Yi sat alone in front of the couch.
He looked back, the little girl slept soundly, her lips were bitten when she was intense, and a trace of solidified red blood stains set off a different kind of beauty.
He was silent and gathered the quilt for her.
Once the power game begins, neither side has the right to stop.
Otherwise, it will be a complete loss.
And he put all his bets on Nan Jiaojiao.
He bowed his head, kissed the blood on her lips, and whispered in her ear: "The road ahead, it will be difficult, right?" I'll be with you and always with you......"
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Snow falls in Chang'an.
Shen Jiang stood barefoot in front of the window of the warm hall, overlooking the jagged nine-fold palace.
The female official reported carefully behind her: "Eyeliner returns, Nanda people do not give special preferential treatment to His Royal Highness King Yong. Although he was fortunate last night, when His Royal Highness King Yong came out of the throne this morning, he was still shackled and put in a prison where slaves lived. β
Shen Jiang raised his hand and fell slowly on the mist of the glass window.
The female officer pondered for a moment and said suspiciously: "Niangniang, is Nan really sincerely seeking refuge in you?" The slave is worried that she is not good for you. β