It's getting late.

Outside the window, the night rain continued, lining the quiet and tranquil bedroom.

A little candle flame jumped slightly, and in the tent, Nan Baoyi slept soundly holding the stove.

Xiao Yi appeared quietly in the bedroom in a night suit.

He opened the curtain of the tent, and by the faint candle flame, he saw that the little girl was sleeping delicately, and perhaps because of the warmth of the bed, her cheeks were still flushed, like delicate red apples.

He poked her in the face.

The meat is chirping, and it feels good.

He tucked the corners of the quilt for her, and called softly: "Nan Jiaojiao? ”

Nan Baoyi doesn't like to be disturbed when she sleeps.

She rolled over to her side, pouting and ignoring him.

Xiao Yi pondered for a moment and said tentatively: "Nan Jiaojiao, do you want to withdraw from the Cheng family's family affairs because there is another lover in your heart?" Like what...... Do you have a crush on your second brother? ”

Nan Baoyi furrowed her little eyebrows.

She was afraid that she was enchanted, and in the middle of the night, she actually dreamed that Lord Quanchen asked her if she liked him!

She burrowed into the depths of the quilt in annoyance, and muttered dreamily: "I don't like it, I don't like the second brother at all...... The sky is clear, the sun and the moon are the proof, and I have no thoughts about him...... I just want to hug my golden thighs...... But my thighs seem to be angry with me......"

Xiao Yi's face gradually turned cold.

What do you mean by "your thighs seem to be angry with me"?!

In her eyes, he's just a thigh?!

He stared at the arched quilt, and finally flicked his sleeves away unbearably.

That's it, this affection should only be fed to the dogs!

……

Following.

Jiang Suihan came to the big study to hang out, and it was obvious to the naked eye that Xiao Yi was in a bad mood.

He shook the folding fan and smiled: "Yo, who made our Xiao Gongzi unhappy again?" ”

Seeing that Xiao Yi was silent when he turned the book, he teased: "The girl who can spoil Xiao Gongzi's mood is only Nan Xiaowu in the world, right?" You too, just keep your distance from her during the time Shen Yichao came over, and when Shen Yichao is gone, you should kiss and hug, why be depressed? ”

Xiao Yi sat precariously and flipped through the book with an expressionless face.

Jiang Suihan said "hehe" twice: "I've thought about it for you, if you are really reluctant to give her up, after recovering your identity in the future, you can marry her into the door!" Her status is not high enough to be the main room, but she can be a concubine! ”

Once he beeps, it's endless, and it's quite out of tune.

Xiao Yi said coldly: "Ten bitterness." ”

Ten bitterness appeared and unceremoniously put Jiang Suihan out.

"Eh, Brother Xiao'er, don't drive me away! If you are not qualified to be a concubine, it is always okay to be an outer room, right? As the saying goes, house flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers—"

Before his "Wildflower Theory" was published, he was dragged far away by the Ten Bitterness.

Xiao Yi closed his eyes indifferently.

The beast in his chest shouted unwillingly, he didn't understand, how could Nan Jiaojiao not like him!

Isn't he handsome enough?

Isn't he powerful enough?

Isn't he talented enough?!

When Xiao Yi was distressed, Nan Baoyi quietly touched his window.

There was a large golden hibiscus planted outside the window, and she popped out of the flowers with her little head and looked curiously towards the study, and the minister seemed to be very angry......

She came to borrow flowers, but the timing was not good, and she didn't know if she would be angry if she opened her mouth rashly......

"Nan Xiaowu!"

Jiang Suihan, who was dragged away, went and returned, squatted beside her, and said in a low voice: "Have you offended your second brother, he is in a bad mood today, strange and scary!" ”

Nan Baoyi said solemnly: "The second brother mistakenly thought that I had dirty thoughts about him, so he was angry. ”

Jiang Suihan was stunned.

Dirty in mind?

This is to describe Nan Xiaowu, this is obviously to describe Second Brother Xiao!

Nan Baoyi pushed him, "Look, the second brother seems to be talking to the mirror!" Is he scolding me? ”

Jiang Suihan came to his senses: "I can lip speak, I'll interpret it!" ”

Large study.

Xiao Yi stood in front of the rhombic mirror, his eyes dark and gloomy.

The young man in the mirror looks ruthless, but his eyes are full of gloom, which is not the look that a person in power should have.

Nan Jiaojiao disturbed his state of mind......

In order to clear away distractions, he began to recite the Heart Sutra silently.

Outside the window, Jiang Suihan translated synchronously: "He is saying: Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror, who is the most beautiful man in the world?" It's me, it must be me! ”

Nan Baoyi disliked: "What you interpreted, you can't even match the lip shape, I don't believe you!" ”

"Ahem!" Jiang Sui changed the topic coldly, "Nan Xiaowu, didn't you move out of the Chaowen Courtyard, why did you come back today?" ”

"I'll borrow the chrysanthemums of the second brother."

Jiang Suihan was shocked: "I can't see it, your taste is quite heavy!" ”

Nan Baoyi couldn't understand what he was saying.

She saw a pot of ink chrysanthemums on the windowsill that was about to open, so she said, "Brother Jiang, I will borrow this pot of ink chrysanthemums for the time being, and I bother you to say hello to my second brother for me." ”

After speaking, he slipped away with Mo Ju in his arms.

Jiang Suihan was stunned.

That pot of ink chrysanthemum is the dragon ink that Second Brother Xiao bought with a lot of money!

This is the only one in the world!

On weekdays, I was like a baby-like servant, and when I saw that I was about to bloom, I was actually taken away by Nan Xiaowu?!

And let him say hello for her, how is he going to say hello?!

In the study, Xiao Yi had already finished the "Heart Sutra".

He had heard the rustling outside the window, and when he got to the window, he found that his flowers were gone.

He said in a deep voice: "What about Long Mo? ”

Jiang Sui shuddered: "I was borrowed by Nan Xiaowu......"

Xiao Yi frowned.

The little girl will only spoil things, and if Longmo falls into her hands, I'm afraid it won't be good.

He wanted to get the flowers back, but he was afraid that Nan Jiaojiao would think he was stingy.

He thought for a while and instructed Jiang Suihan: "You go and come back." ”

"I'm not going!" Jiang Suihan disliked, "It's just a pot of flowers, no matter how precious it is in your heart, can it be more valuable than Nan Xiaowu?" It's not that I'm saying you, as a man, you should be generous. In ancient times, there was a second fool named King Zhou You, who smiled for Bo Bao, and was willing to let the princes of the beacon fire opera lose the world. Compared with the world, Nan Xiaowu just likes a pot of ink chrysanthemum, what is it? ”

Xiao Yi thought for a moment and felt that it made sense.

Compared with the beauties in history, Nan Jiaojiao is indeed very good to raise.

But......

He still wanted his flowers back.

His dragon ink!

I'm so scared to be made into a bracelet again!

……

Nan Baoyi returned to the bedroom with Long Mo in her arms, looked left and right, and felt that there was really nothing special about this pot of flowers.

Maybe you should trim and trim and make a look.

When she was gesturing with scissors, Lotus Ye led Hong'er in, "Miss, Hong'er said that something was wrong with Nan Yan's side." ”

Hong'er blessed her body, and said urgently: "Fifth Miss, Nan Yan has contracted a cough recently, and it stands to reason that she should be well soon after taking the medicine prescribed by the doctor." But the slave looked at her, and she seemed to be getting worse and worse! Two years earlier, a distant relative of the slave maid had exactly the same symptoms as her, and when she coughed up blood, she found out that she had tuberculosis! The slave didn't dare to tell the third master, so she had to come and ask you! ”

Nan Baoyi was taken aback.

Tuberculosis is no joke, and almost everyone who catches this disease will die!