Xiao Yi laughed, lazily prolonging his tone: "I know......"

Nan Baoyi followed the palace maid to the warm pavilion.

Nan Yan was dressed luxuriously, and even his demeanor was more elegant and graceful than he had in the past.

Obviously, during the period when the Jiang family lost power, she had an excellent life.

"Sit down." Nan Yan raised his sleeves, "I have prepared some wine, please try it." ”

Wine is a tribute from the Western Regions, which is very rare in Nanyue and can be described as worth a thousand gold.

Nan Baoyi picked up the jade depiction gold wine cup and sniffed the sweetness of the wine: "Such a precious jade brew, the saint is willing to give it to you, it seems that my sister is very pleasing to the saint." ”

"It's all the credit of my sister and the prince." Nan Yan didn't care, "After Mrs. Jiang's crime was exposed, the emperor never went to Concubine Jiang's bedroom, and stayed with me all the time." ”

Nan Baoyi took a sip of wine and waited for her next.

Nan Yan raised his eyes and smiled: "You and I have a deep sisterhood, we know each other very well, you know that I never do anything to let the tiger return to the mountain, I just want to cut the grass and eradicate the roots." ”

She rolled up her sleeves and personally added wine to Nanbao's clothes: "The Northern Wei delegation came to visit, and the emperor intended to take them to the outskirts of the city for winter hunting to show the majesty of my Nanyue son. At that time, the harem ladies will also accompany them. The feather arrows on the hunting ground are ruthless, and if you accidentally shoot Jiang Guifei, there are also ......"

The cold wind howled outside the window lattice.

Nan Yan's eyebrows and eyes are gorgeous, and he is calm and unhurried when talking and laughing.

Most of the women who fought in the harem had her courage.

Nan Baoyi knocked on the dwarf case, knowing that Nan Yan was going to do something to Jiang Guifei.

"What do you need me to do?" She asked Nan Rou.

Nan Rou sipped his wine: "I haven't made a plan yet. Anyway, if you go with you on the day of the winter hunt, we always have a chance to assassinate her. ”

Nan Bao's clothes are headed.

She pondered for a long time, and then said, "Nan Yan, don't you think it's too easy to deal with Mrs. Jiang this time?" A lot of evidence, it's like someone deliberately sent it to us. ”

Nan Rouge lowered his eyes and drank.

Naturally, she felt that way, too.

The two sisters sat silently opposite each other, the air filled with the aroma of wine, and they were intoxicated.

In their minds, a figure came to mind almost at the same time.

Nan Baoyi said: "Have you seen Jinke Tanhualang? ”

Nan Rou bowed: "I've seen it." ”

She saw Nanjing in the Imperial Garden, and when she took a photo, she was almost scared to death.

What a comeback in the north, what a talented man in Qingzhou, that man is clearly her brother Nanjing!

Nan Jing's gaze at her was not strange, and the resentment hidden in her eyes could barely be concealed, so frightened that she immediately fled.

It was clear that her brother hated her.

"Behind Nanjing, someone is supporting him, and even changed his household registration for him." Nan Baoyi said in a deep voice, "The prince is simply weak, and he can't do this kind of thing." King Cheng is dull and arrogant, and he looks down on him. If I'm not mistaken, the person behind the south view is probably King Chu Huaixiu. ”

Nan Rouge played with the wine cup.

If this is the case, then the fall of the Jiang family seems to be a game between the prince and King Cheng, but in fact, the king of England is also involved, and the snipe and clam compete for the fisherman's profit, and sure enough, Chu Huaixiu is the one with the deepest in the city.

"In any case, it's always good for us to keep an extra eye." Nan Baoyi got up, "It's not early, it's time for me to leave." ”

Nan Yan sat alone next to the low desk.

The emperor is getting old, and even if she gives birth to an heir now, it is impossible for her to be made a crown prince.

Because of Jiang Guifei and Nanjing, whether King Cheng succeeds to the throne or King Ying succeeds to the throne, she will not have a good end.

Maybe......

She looked out the glass window.

The young prince in a bright yellow brocade robe stood in the snow, holding an umbrella and watching Nan Baoyi go away.

She helped the phoenix to hold the pearl and shake the golden step, perhaps, it was time for her to stand in line.

……

The days lived peacefully and without incident.

Nan Baoyi became more and more curious, what did Mrs. Pomegranate and Xiao Yi say in the Chengle Hall that night.

But Xiao Yi has suddenly become busy recently, going out early and returning late all day, and he can't even see a figure.

She was upset.

She sent a taste to arrest the ten bitter people to ask, and the other party scratched his head bitterly, only saying that near the end of the year, the unsolved cases accumulated in Dali Temple are becoming more and more redundant, and the master must hurry up to deal with all the files.

Nan Baozhu was very positive: "Jiaojiao, I heard the maidservant girl say that those dignitaries and nobles who have raised an outer room outside will say to the women in the house, this official is very busy, there are a lot of things in the yamen, you have to be sensible, you have to understand this official!" ”

She stroked her beard in a serious manner and learned decently.

Nan Baoyi remembered that her father used to be like this.

She was even more upset.

Early the next morning.

Nan Baoyi sat in front of the makeup mirror table and carefully decorated it, the yellow copper mirror was slightly cloudy, but the girl reflected was white and delicate with a flower and moon, and she was extremely bright and bright.

She took a sip of lipstick.

Lotus Ye came over with a cloak and said with a smile: "The county lord is dressed up really well today." ”

Nan Baoyi got up, she tied her cloak for herself, and said softly, "Is the food box ready?" ”

"It's ready in the morning."

Nan Bao's clothes are headed.

She wants to go to Dali Temple to see if the second brother is really dealing with the file.

Coming to the official office of Dali Temple in the name of delivering lunch, the little official was puzzled: "County Lord, Lord Xiao is resting today, and he didn't come to the yamen!" Are you misremembering the day? ”

Nan Baoyi was stunned.

Yun Sleeve asked, "Did the prince come to the yamen yesterday?" ”

The little official was even more strange: "Yesterday was also resting!" The county lord is not Lord Xiao's fiancée, how can he not even know when he will be resting? ”

Nan Baoyi's cheeks were hot.

Coming out of the official office of Dali Temple, her face was extremely ugly.

Sitting in the carriage, the lotus leaf didn't dare to come out, and lightly poured her a hot tea.

As the carriage passed through the bustling Dongfu Garden, the cold wind blew the curtains, and Yun Sleeve caught a glimpse of the horse tied to the horse pillar outside the song workshop.

She reminded: "County Lord, isn't that the horse of the prince?" ”

Nan Baoyi looked.

The horse is pitch black and has four hooves to step on the snow, really.

She looked up, and the plaque of the song workshop was inscribed with the four big characters "Song Peach Blossom".

She called the carriage to stop on the side of the street.

Holding Lotus Ye's hand out of the car, she heard a passing man discuss:

"I heard that it is a newly opened song workshop, in which it plays the piano and writes poems, which is very elegant. The proprietress is eloquent, figure, and appearance are excellent, and it is said that she is the famous lady of the pomegranate flower in the Northern Wei Dynasty. ”

"It's Mrs. Pomegranate?! I heard that when she was in the capital of the Northern Wei Dynasty, half of the men of the royal family were all ministers under her skirt. Boy, let's go in and see! ”

"Who's to say it isn't? The song workshop has been open for seven days, attracting countless dignitaries and dignitaries in our Shengjing City to come to cheer, man, hehe! ”

Lotus Ye's eyes widened in shock.

So, the prince is here to cheer for Mrs. Pomegranate?

She looked cautiously at her young lady.

The girl's face was cold, staring at the song shop full of guests, biting her lip tightly.