Nan Chongming lowered his head, he didn't expect Nan Angui to have a backing, Yan Miaoyu appeared at this time, and he was still dissatisfied with the decision Nan Chongming made just now.

"Lord Wang, after all, this is a family matter in Weichen's family."

"Yes, but Nan An Gui is about to become the princess of this king, isn't this also a family matter of this king?"

Nan Chongming couldn't speak for a while, so he could only say: "Lord Wang, after all, it's my daughter, do you really want her to die?" ”

"That depends on what the princess means." Yan Miaoyu looked down at Nan Angui in her arms, smiling dotingly.

Nan Angui looked at the nervous Nan Chongming and sneered in his heart. Nan Chongming should have wanted to kill her in prison at that time.

"That's it, I hope my father can take good care of her and don't let her get into trouble anymore." Nan An Gui paused, "It's all for grandpa's sake." ”

"Thank you." Nan Chongming's complexion finally improved a little, and he made an old voice, even more helpless.

Nan Angui changed his words and said: "However, if there is a next time, don't blame me for not missing sisterhood!" ”

"Okay, got it......"

Yan Miaoyu left directly with Nan Anzhui and didn't say a word of nonsense.

On the way back, Nan Angui kept leaning on Yan Miaoyu's body, and she was silent, which made Yan Miaoyu feel even more distressed.

"Why are you here?" Finally, Nan Angui asked softly.

She didn't expect Yan Miaoyu to follow, she thought that one person could handle this matter, but in the end, she still needed Yan Miaoyu to help.

"I am your future husband, and I will definitely protect you." He hugged Nan Anzhuo's shoulders tightly, "Prime Minister Nan protects Nan Anning wholeheartedly, I'm afraid that you will be wronged." ”

Nan Angui closed her eyes and lazily breathed in the smell of Yan Miaoyu's body, which was reassuring.

With him, she has never been wronged.

This incident was thought to pass like this, and Nan Angui also returned to her home, waiting for the day of marriage, Yan Miaoyu to marry her.

On this day, Nan Angui was still developing his newly invented pastry in the yard.

Yao'er ran in in a panic, gasped and said, "Miss, I heard... I heard..."

Nan Angui handed her a glass of water and said with a smile: "Okay, if there is anything, calm down and talk about it." ”

Yao'er drank it with a crunch

took a sip of water and said, "I went to buy vegetables just now, and I heard a passing soldier discussing General Yang's affairs. ”

Nan An Gui frowned, pursed her lips, and raised her eyes: "What's wrong?" ”

She didn't care much about Yangqiao's affairs, but Yao'er was so flustered, there must be something important, and she was also curious.

"I heard that General Yang was sent to the border by the Eighth Prince, where it is far away from the capital, the living conditions are difficult, and there is a perennial war, and no one wants to go over at all."

Nan Angui frowned: "What reason?" ”

"No reason!"

No reason? Nan Angui couldn't help but sneer, this man was really too willful, and he actually sent the dignified general to the border without any reason, did he want the world to say that he was small-minded?

"Miss, what should I do about this!" Yao'er asked tentatively.

Nan An Gui and Yang Qiao were still good friends before, and Yao'er must have thought that Nan An Gui would choose to help him.

But Nan Angui continued to lower his head and study the pastry, but said lightly: "What does it have to do with me?" ”

She didn't want to meddle, and there was no need for her to meddle in this matter.

The love between her and Yangqiao had all disappeared when Yangqiao tied her up on that day.

And the Yang family is also a dead silence.

Yang Qiao stayed alone in the room, not eating, drinking, or talking, and didn't want to see anyone.

Father Yang went to the palace several times and wanted to ask for mercy, but he was politely refused.

"Yangqiao is now a teenager's ambition, and he goes to the border to stay for a few years just to hone his mind, and his loving father is a loser."

Yan Miaoyu pretended to be presentable, saying that it was for the sake of the Jiangshan Society in Beihai, and did not give Father Yang a chance to talk about it at all.

There was no way, Father Yang used his relationship in the officialdom to drag several friends to the palace to intercede, but they were all closed.

Yan Miaoyu seemed to know what they were coming for, so he ordered his subordinates early and did not see the guests.

This thing seems to have become settled, and it is difficult to change.

After the emperor found out, it was inconvenient to say anything, after all, Yan Miaoyu was the god of war in Beihai, or his favorite brother, and what he decided, the Beihai emperor couldn't interfere.

Nan Angui quickly forgot about this matter, she knew that Yan Miaoyu was communiquing her personal vendetta, and he was avenging her.

Nan'an Gui is grateful, special

Yilet Yao'er bring some pastries and send them to Yan Miaoyu.

……

The wedding date is getting closer and closer, because it is the marriage of the eighth prince, everyone is very concerned, I don't know what's going on, and the love story about Nan An Gui and Yan Miaoyu has become popular in the streets and alleys.

even said it vividly, shocking the world and crying ghosts and gods, making people applaud.

Nan Angui just shook her head and smiled when she heard it, she didn't know what was going on, and thought it was Yan Miaoyu who spread it out as a joke!

On this day, Nan An Gui was busy all day, and the business of the shop was getting better and better, and she was even thinking about whether to open another branch and let Yao'er take care of it when the time came.

She is going to marry Yan Miaoyu in the future, and it is not good to show her face when she becomes a princess, so she simply leaves these things to someone she can trust, and she can rest assured.

On a summer night, the breeze was gusting and unhurried, Nan Angui took a pot of peach blossom brew, went to the roof, and drank it with his arms on his lean.

"Isn't it lonely when you're drinking alone?"

Suddenly, a figure beside him fell gently, and Nan Angui turned his head and saw Chengfeng dressed in white.

He also held a pot of wine in his hand, sat down next to Nan An Zhuo, and began to drink freely.

"Why are you here?" When Nan Angui saw Chengfeng, there was no turmoil in her heart, as if she had just met a friend, and she was very happy.

Cheng Feng raised his eyebrows, "Why can't I come?" I'm coming to you for a drink. ”

Nan Angui smiled and shook her head, the prince in her impression should be a cold face, high up, disdainful of mixing with civilians.

However, after crossing over, both Yan Miaoyu and Chengfeng made her refresh her concept.

"Good, the breeze and the moon, there is wine and friends, very good!"

Nan An Gui laughed, ignoring the woman's gentle appearance at all.

Cheng Feng looked at her sideways, but he looked a little stupid.

"Little Rose." He called her name suddenly and gently.

"Huh?" Nan Angui turned his head, the smile on the corner of his mouth had not yet receded, his eyes blinked, and he looked slightly drunk, which was very good-looking.

Cheng Feng suddenly sat up straight and said to her: "I often wonder if I can't find the girl I like in my life." ”

"But until I met someone, that person, so good-looking, she was different from other women."