A fifteen-year-old boy cleaned up neatly for the first time.

Wearing a delicate vermilion lacquer crown, wearing a danzao robe, wide sleeves dragging the ground, E'e Bo belt, his appearance is like a Zhilan jade tree, the fox's eyes are cold and thin, and his demeanor is elegant and calm, as if he has revealed nobility from his bones, just like the most delicate and dazzling Danhe on the nine-fold palace.

"The little grandfather of the Zhenguo Mansion is so good-looking!"

"The skin is white and the lips are red, as if I have applied powder. I heard that the aristocratic Langjun over there in Dayong is very popular to apply powder, and the makeup is more exquisite than that of women! ”

"What kind of eyes, little grandfather, this is a natural beauty, you think it's like you, putting such a thick layer of powder on your potted face!"

"You fart, I didn't apply powder, my skin is naturally so good!"

"Ahhh

"Phew, the princesses of our country are not worthy of the little grandfather, and we are even less worthy of it! The famous family of Dayong Chang'an, you know what it means! ”

“……”

In the amazement of the hall, all kinds of ambiguous discussions emerged one after another.

However, Ning Wanzhou didn't seem to hear it, and sat indifferently next to Zhen Guogong.

He lifted his eyelids and looked at Nan Baozhu.

Nan Baozhu avoided his gaze.

In the past three years, there has never been a moment when we feel as far away from each other as we are now.

She has lived in the boudoir for a long time and doesn't know what it means to be a famous family in Chang'an.

But tonight, after seeing the majesty of Zhenguo Gong and the worship and flattery of the nobles of the palace to the Chang'an family, she vaguely understood how far away she was from Ning Wanzhou.

Opposite side.

Song Liu's music blossomed, and whispered to Song Ming: "Look at her bad look, the little grandfather, it's clear that she's just playing with her." Enough fun, isn't this going back to Chang'an? Hmph, when she enters the door of our Prime Minister's Mansion, let her know that the rules of our family are powerful! ”

Song Ming's smile deepened.

He looked at the South Orb from afar.

The girl sits under the palace lamp, the skirt is exquisite, the skin exposed outside is glowing with a white luster like jade fluorite, the most attractive is the heavy rabbit, the skirt can only cover most of it, restrained and charming, I don't know what it feels like to play.

Nan Baozhu sensed his gaze.

She looked over, and Song Ming slowly raised his glass to her, licked the corners of his mouth, and revealed a greasy smile.

Nan Baozhu was disgusted and hurriedly turned her head away.

Song Liu looked at it in his eyes and was full of displeasure: "If it weren't for the emperor's marriage, the old man really wouldn't like such a frivolous woman!" I dare to throw my face at you before I pass the door, and when I marry in the future, won't I turn the world upside down?! ”

She rolled her cloudy and yellow eyes and whispered a few words to her grandson Song Chengrui.

Song Chengrui had a wicked smile on his face, relying on his young age, and deliberately ran to Nan Baozhu's side.

He shouted: "You are the one who wants to be the stepmother of the master, you have to serve the master!" Peel the walnuts, peel the walnuts quickly and give them to the master to enjoy! ”

This child is at the age when people hate dogs.

Seeing Nan Baozhu's wrinkled face, he immediately laughed evilly, and sprinkled all the dishes, chopsticks, soup, and meals on her desk on the ground, and even Nan Baozhu's skirt was stained.

"The master told you to peel walnuts, don't you understand this woman?!"

As if frantic, he reached for Nan Baozhu's skirt.

Nan Baozhu stood up, frowning at Xuan Yue's eyebrows and retreating in disgust.

She really couldn't stand the gaze of the whole hall, and couldn't stand the ridiculous gaze of the Song family's mother and son, so she quickly left the Chengle Hall with a red face.

The palace maid caught up and said cautiously: "Miss Nansi, the slave maid will lead you to the side hall to change your clothes." ”

Nan Baozhu came to the side hall, covered the door of the temple, and lay on the couch alone, his apricot eyes gradually became scarlet and moist.

Since she was a child, she has been the pearl loved by her grandmother and father, and she has never suffered this kind of anger!

It's just that the other party is from the Prime Minister's Mansion, and she doesn't even dare to fight!

Nan Baozhu buried her head in the crook of her arm, and was about to cry aggrieved.

There was a "squeak" sound, and someone pushed open the temple door.

Ning Wanzhou casually covered the door: "Sister." ”

Nan Baozhu looked up at him.

The young man who catches his eye is beautiful, but he is also very unfamiliar.

He is no longer the little orphan girl who warmed her quilt back then, and he is not the little girl who scolds her at will on weekdays.

He is the Zhenguo Mansion, the honorable little grandfather.

Nan Baozhu turned his face angrily: "What are you going to do!" ”

"Xiao Yi and Nan Baoyi's plan, you must already know." Ning Wanzhou sat on the edge of the couch and gently stroked the step she wore on her bun, "Sister, only by following me can you get rid of the treacherous waves of Shengjing City and avoid the Nan family being controlled by others." ”

Nan Baozhu was silent.

"I won't take my sister's innocence seriously, I just need to let others think that you and I have a skin-to-skin relationship, it's enough. The Song family loves face, they will not be willing to marry you after this kind of thing happens in public at the palace banquet. ”

Ning Wanzhou pulled out the golden hairpin between her hair and slowly pierced her fingertips.

He dripped red blood onto the navy blue satin quilt.

He casually threw away the golden step shake, threw away the vermilion lacquer crown, and threw away the single-gauze robe.

He took off his shoes and socks, unfastened his belt, and unfastened the liner button.

A glass lamp hanging on the side of the couch illuminates the thin but tough body of the young man.

Like the strongest pine and cypress between the cliffs, it brings an unparalleled sense of security to those who fall off the cliff.

He knelt on the couch, and a few locks of broken hair fell from the corners of his forehead, which made him even more beautiful.

He drooped his fox eyes, clenched his hands on his lap into fists, and said in a dumb voice: "Sister......"

Nan Baozhu closed her eyes with difficulty.

No matter how reluctant she is, no matter how sad and angry she is, she clearly understands that the young man in front of her is the one who saved her from the sea of suffering.

You can't blame him, you can't blame him.

can't marry into the Song family, can't let Chu Huaixiu and Nanjing succeed in their schemes, and can't drag down the family.

After a long time, Nan Baozhu finally raised her hand tremblingly.

She took off the pearl hairpin and shook it, and her head was full of green silk scattered like a waterfall.

She lowered her eyes and slowly untied the cumbersome skirt ties.

I have fantasized countless times about how charming and romantic it should be to untie my husband's clothes for the first time.

But I never thought that the first time I met a man honestly, it was in such a desperate situation, it was so depressed and sad, and it was so undignified!

The upper half of the girl's face is shrouded in shadow.

Gorgeous red lips, no curvature.

As the skirt and undershirt were scattered like flowers, two lines of clear tears rolled down her white and round jaw and onto the navy blue satin quilt.

There were countless footsteps outside the hall, and it was Ning Wanzhou's people who attracted the ministers and their families in the palace.

In the noise, it was mixed with Song Liu's sharp cynicism: "You must have read it wrong, Nan Baozhu is already the daughter-in-law of my Song family, how can she still be entangled with Grandpa Ning?!" My Ming'er is a servant of the ministry, how dare she cuckold Ming'er?! ”

"Sister......

Ning Wanzhou looked at the South Treasure Pearl.

Under the lights, the girl is thrillingly beautiful, more lustrous and holy than the white glass.

The roots of his ears were red, and he quickly lowered his gaze, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Sister, offended." ”

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I think the little grandfather still respects Zhuzhu