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Nan Baoyi lay in the boudoir for two days.
She heard from her little cousin that Xiao Yi came to the door several times with the marriage certificate in the past two days, but was always turned away by the servants of Nanfu.
"He keeps saying that he loves you, but he raises a woman outside your back. What the hell!" Nan Baozhu was furious. "I used to think he was a gentleman, but now it seems that he is nothing more than that! Jiaojiao, don't be sad. , It¡¯s hard to find a two-legged toad, why can¡¯t you find a two-legged man?¡±
Nan Baoyi sat back on the bed.
Her lacquered hair was spread in front of her body, making her face look pale and thin.
She hasn¡¯t eaten much in the past two days, and her usually bright eyes have turned gloomy, and she no longer has the innocent and charming expression of the past.
She lowered her eyelashes and stared at the gold embroidered hibiscus flowers on the brocade quilt.
Nan Baozhu couldn't help but sigh.
? ?Her family is Jiaojiao, and she is an infatuated person.
She was deeply in love, she gave her sincerity, but was let down by Xiao Yi, which was a huge blow to her.
It¡¯s getting late.
Thick dark clouds piled up in the sky, covering up all the brilliance between heaven and earth. The courtyard was filled with chilly chill, and there was a heavy snowfall at night.
Nan Baozhu tucked the quilt for her and coaxed her: "When you recover, I will take you to Guanfengtai Yuelao Temple to seek marriage. I heard that it is very effective. Jiaojiao, don't be sad for Xiao Yi anymore. Alright, okay?"
Nan Baoyi wrung her thin white hands and said nothing.
Nan Baozhu was extremely pitiful.
She hugged Nan Baoyi tenderly, got up and went to the small kitchen to make dinner.
There was heavy snow outside the window.
It was already late at night, but the boudoir in Chaowenyuan was still full of lights.
The food on the round table has not been touched at all, and the bird's nest porridge has cooled down.
Yuwei took care of Nan Baoyi and said worriedly: "The princess has no food and water, she just sits on the bed in a daze. If this continues, what can we do? You don't want to eat, so how about you sleep for a while? What did you do last night? I haven't slept all night, and if I continue like this, my body will be damaged."
Seeing that Nan Baoyi didn't respond, she turned around and blew out the candlelight.
Nan Baoyi said hoarsely: "No."
He was stunned by the aftertaste, and looked back at her: "The fire is so bright, how can I sleep without blowing out a few lamps?"
"No." The girl was stubborn.
The aftertaste couldn't hold her back, so she had to leave with a sigh.
The boudoir is as warm as spring.
Nan Baoyi turned over and faced the inside of the bed, secretly wiping tears against the wall.
In her past life and this life, her marriage has always been particularly unsatisfactory.
He had clearly promised that he only loved her, but he chose to raise a woman behind her back.
He even has a son.
Isn¡¯t he bullying others?
He failed her and made her the laughing stock of Shengjing City
The girl¡¯s pillowcloth was wet with tears.
A few strands of crow-green hair stuck to her cheeks, making her face even more pale and fragile.
How many degrees does it snow?
When the Nan family complained about Xiao Yi late at night, Nan Chengli sneaked to the side door, bribed the doorkeeper with good wine and food, coaxed them into the house to have a drink, and then quietly opened the door bolt.
The night wind carries heavy snow oncoming.
Under the eaves, Shiku held an umbrella and Shiyan held a lantern.
The man wearing black fox fur has a noble and charming appearance, and his red and phoenix eyes add to his grace.
He crossed the threshold: "How is she?"
Nan Chengli shook his head silently.
After a moment, Nan Chengli reminded again: "Grandma specially arranged many maids and women in Chaowen Courtyard to prevent you from breaking into the boudoir at night. Some of my people have been deployed, so be careful."
Xiao Yi said thank you.
He sneaked into the Chaowen Courtyard and reached Nan Baoyi's boudoir by familiar means.
The lights were brightly lit behind the window of Linghua Garden, and the little girl was probably still asleep.
He knocked out the two women who were on duty at night and entered the boudoir very lightly.
The dinner on the table has long since cooled down, but one mouthful has not been touched.
The gold-woven curtains are held up by golden hooks. The little girl is wearing loose tooth-white pajamas, lying on her side facing the wall. The brocade quilt can only cover her waist, and her waist is as thin and pitiful as a palm.
A head full of black hair was scattered on the couch, her slender shoulders were shaking slightly, and the sound of sobbing was mixed with the whistling of the wind and snow. It was obviously so weak, but so thrilling.
Xiao Yi¡¯s heart throbbed.
He wanted to call her, but??Don't dare.
He was afraid that the little girl would be even more sad when she saw him.
It wasn¡¯t until the candle was half lit that he hesitated to step forward.
The little girl had already cried herself to sleep. The ends of her eyes were as red as petals, her eyelashes were stained with tiny teardrops, and her pillowcloth was already soaked.
She hugged the corner of the quilt tightly, as if this little quilt could bring her an unparalleled sense of security on a winter night.
Xiao Yi sat down beside Babu's bed.
He stared at the girl, his eyes full of heartache.
He wanted to tell her that he was not sorry for her.
The woman in the singing studio is his respected sister-in-law, and the most beloved princess of his brother's life.
That child is not his flesh and blood, but his nephew.
But he can't take risks, and he doesn't dare to take risks.
The so-called truth, before he had absolute power, he was the only one in the world who knew it, that was enough.
He is unwilling to live up to the word "friendship".
Xiao Yi pulled up the brocade quilt and carefully covered Nan Baoyi.
But Nan Baoyi was sleeping very lightly, and she would wake up if he moved even slightly.
The lights in the house are still burning.
The girl¡¯s eyes were red and swollen, and she looked at the man so close. After the initial shock, she burst into intense anger.
She sat up, not even wanting to talk to him, and shouted outside the tent: "Yunxiu¡ª¡ª"
Xiao Yi covered her mouth in time.
His hands are big and strong.
Nan Baoyi struggled desperately and kicked Xiao Yi hard with her feet, but she hadn't eaten much for two days, so her kicks were soft and posed no threat to Xiao Yi.
The man easily held her feet.
He leaned most of his body into the warm tent and pressed Nan Baoyi firmly into the bed.
He had never touched a woman before, and his movements were a little rough, as if he were holding down a live fish.
Nan Baoyi was so angry that she wanted to scratch his face.
The light and shadow in the tent are dim and confusing.
Xiao Yi lowered his eyes and looked at the little girl who was close at hand, and whispered: "I don't agree to break off the engagement. On the marriage certificate, you and I both stamped our fingerprints, and the Yamen even stamped the official seal. Nan Jiaojiao, stamped the seal, you It¡¯s mine.¡±
Nan Baoyi finally broke free from his hand.
Her little face was slightly red from suppressing it, and her long hair was messy and wrapped around the man's fox fur.
After stamping the seal, she is his?
"Then if she stamps his forehead, will he belong to her for the rest of his life?" !
She asked: "You promised to give me a chance to repent, but now you don't admit it?!"
Xiao Yi slowly sat upright.
He smoothed the girl's hair away from her forehead and said, "Well, I don't admit it."
"You are despicable!"
"When Jiaojiao was young, didn't you call me a despicable thing? Since you knew early on that I was not a kind person, why did you have expectations for me?"
Nan Baoyi choked on her words.
When she was young, she did call Xiao Yi a despicable thing.
But¡¡
"What's more" Xiao Yi played with a strand of her lacquered hair and squinted at her, "You have repeatedly mentioned the dream of the prophet, and ask yourself, if you hadn't known in advance that I would have the power I have today, how could you have Will you still treat me well?"
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