During the Qingming Festival, the spring rain in Jinguan City continues.

The fallen petals in the southern mansion covered the bluestone path, wetting the cold.

In the west window facing the rain, Nan Baoyi leaned on the bamboo couch, staring blankly at his tender and white hands.

A shout suddenly came from outside the curtain:

"Jiaojiao, guests are coming from the mansion. Sitting in my grandmother's yard, why are you still sleeping? Get up quickly, let's join in the fun!"

The round and smooth little beauty trotted in, and smiled and pinched Nan Baoyi's little face, "How come you have lost weight these two days? Isn't the maid serving you well?"

Nan Baoyi pouted and brushed away her claws.

She looked at the diamond glasses. The girl in the mirror was only twelve years old, like a doll with pink and jade.

She sighed in her heart. It was so great that the day before her marriage was reborn, but why did she be reborn at the age of twelve? It was too young.

...

She was dragged all the way to the flower hall by her cousin. She hid behind the red sandalwood embroidered flower and bird screen and quietly watched the hall.

Grandma sat upright and placed the white jade teacup on the flower table. "Third brother, your wife has just walked less than two years ago. You have to lead the outdoor room into the door. Have you ever thought about what Jiaojiao should do?!"

The middle-aged man sitting at the bottom was elegant and graceful, "Mom, Liu is not a person who treats his children. She will treat Jiaojiao as her own family and raise her well. Look, isn't Yan'er well raised?"

The girl behind him immediately walked into the hall and respectfully knelt down at the old lady, "Yan'er pays homage to her grandmother and wishes her good health and everything goes well!"

The girl was thirteen years old and had a sweet sweet voice like a honey.

Behind the screen, Nan Bao's lips were pale.

It was also at this time in my previous life. Under the slight conspiracy of my father, Liu led his son and daughter into the mansion and became his re-string.

As a stepmother, Liu really spoiled her very much, but gradually indulged her to the point of being lawless, so that she became a arrogant playboy.

Nan Yan is the biological daughter of Liu, but she was educated to be a lady from a wealthy family. Not only did she look stupid and naughty, but she even took away her marriage.

Her marriage was Cheng Deyu, the second son of the prefect of Shuzhong.

The Nan family is a Shujin merchant. The daughter of the merchant can marry the legitimate son of the official family, so this marriage is considered to be a high-level marriage.

In her previous life, she happily married her, but unexpectedly it was the beginning of a nightmare.

It turned out that Cheng Deyu and Nan Yan had already fallen in love with each other. After her wedding, they performed a series of miserable couples in love, which made everyone feel that Nan Baoyi is a sinner who prevents lovers from getting married and is a vicious female supporting role in other people's love stories.

She struggled to please Cheng Deyu, and in order to please Cheng Deyu, she took the initiative to ask for his lover, and asked Nan Yan to enter the mansion as a flat wife.

But the consequence of repaying grievance with kindness is that Nan Yan deliberately burned her face with boiling water...

Nan Baoyi stretched out his little hand and stroked his flawless face tremblingly.

"Jiaojiao, what's wrong with you?" cousin Nan Baozhu asked with concern.

Nan Baoyi shook her head, her eyes showing firmness.

Since she has the opportunity to live a new life, the first thing she has to do is not let Liu and Nan Yan enter the door again!

She stepped out of the screen timidly, "Grandmother, who is this sister?"

The old lady hugged her with distress, "You rolled down from the rockery two days ago and broke your brain. If you didn't keep it in the room, why did you run out?"

Nan Baoyi blushed, "Grandma, my brain is not broken, it's okay."

She turned to Nan Yan again and said coquettishly: "Grandmother, this sister is so beautiful, like a performer on the stage."

The maids' faces changed.

The actor has a low status. Isn’t this a different way to curse Nan Yan?

They looked at Nan Baoyi and Nan Yan quietly. Their fifth lady was made of pink and jade, and her eyebrows were full of books and treasures. She was indeed much more solemn than this outdoor girl.

Nan Yan knelt on the ground and went to see Nan Baoyi.

She combed her smooth and cute flat bun, wore a tender yellow Shu brocade woven gold hibiscus, two very good green jade bracelets on her wrist, and a gold and silver bell hanging on her waist. The embroidered toe was also decorated with pearls. She was full of low-key nobleness.

She looked down at herself. She was wearing a pink satin shirt and two red gold bracelets on her wrist, but it was her most expensive outfit.

They are obviously their father's daughters, but because she is an outdoor girl, she can't get on the table, so she can only be regarded as the one who can't stand it.

An indescribable inferiority filled her heart. She bit her lips tightly, and a strong sense of resentment and resentment arose in her heart.

Nan Baoyi saw her look.

She walked up to her obediently and helped her up with a smile.

She said, "The ground is cold, sister, don't get cold. Daddy, is this sister the actor you bought into the mansion and specializes in performing for grandmother?"

Nan Guang was embarrassed, "Jiaojiao, she, she is your Aunt Liu's daughter, your sister..."

Nan Baoyi opened her phoenix eyes in surprise.

Tears accumulated bit by bit, she took a few steps back delicately, and suddenly started crying while biting her handkerchief.

She turned and threw herself into the old lady's arms, "Grandmother, Daddy doesn't want me anymore!"

The old lady beloved her, hurriedly patted her thin back to comfort her, and glared fiercely at Nan Guang.

Nan Guang felt guilty, but he still said with a stingy head, "Jiaojiao, Yan'er is your own sister. If you take her into the mansion, you will have one more person to love you. Wouldn't that be better? What's more, your sister is at the age of discussing marriage and lives in the mansion. It will be easier to talk about a good marriage in the future. Jiaojiao, you are old, you must be sensible, you must help your sister!"

"Shut up, have you cried like tears when you didn't see Jiaojiao?!" The old lady was stern, "I ran here early in the morning to make a headache!"

"My son is wrong..." Nan Guang smiled and immediately ordered the maid, "Set breakfast first."

The southern prefecture is rich enough to rival a country. Breakfast is not only exquisite and exquisite, but also has great rules when eating.

The maids came in like flowing water and respectfully placed the delicious food on the table.

Nan Baoyi accompanied the old lady to sit down, looked at Nan Yan quietly, and said deliberately: "Grandmother, granddaughter is waiting for you for meals?"

Nan Guang hurriedly said, "Your sister is rare to enter the mansion, please ask your sister to serve you!"

This is an excellent opportunity to please the old lady!

Nan Baoyi didn't say anything, and chuckled and moved out of the way.

Nan Yanji stepped forward with a winkward look and took a fine-looking marigold from the maid's hand.

There was some soup in the calenders, which smelled very sweet.

Maybe it’s a hot soup for warming your stomach!

Nan Yan smiled confidently, and in everyone's astonished eyes, he placed the jink on the table, took a spoon and scooped a small bowl, and respectfully delivered it to the old lady's mouth, "Grandma, please use soup."

"puff!"

Nan Baozhu, who sneaked out to steal food, laughed out loud.

The maid serving in the hall laughed, and the sarcasm and contempt in her eyes were almost uncovered.

Nan Baoyi is understanding, "That is the fragrant soup used to cleanse your hands."

Nan Yan stood there stupidly.

She looked at Nan Baoyi, and the other party slowly rolled up half of the light powder veil sleeve tube. The little hands poked out from the sleeve tube were white and soft, and the slender fingertips were still a little clear light powder.

She immersed her hands in the fragrant soup, and the maid sprinkled a few bright red rose petals, which filled the hot fog, presenting the exquisite beauty of a lady from a noble family.

But she picked up the hand washing water for people to drink...

Her skin was hot and she rushed over with blood, wishing she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into it!

The legitimate family is born in the illegitimate family, and the difference between knowledge and vision is like a mud.

She bit her lips with inferiority and finally couldn't help but sob.

Everyone was very embarrassed.

After all, she was the daughter born in the outdoor room. No one bullied her, but she ran to the yard of her ancestors to cry early in the morning. Isn’t this unlucky?

Such no rules, it can be seen that the outdoor room cannot be used, so how can he be the third wife of the Nanfu?

Nan Guang felt very distressed, "Mother, look, this is the disadvantage of raising a child outside. Liu gave birth to a son and a daughter, and he should carry her into the mansion in reason. What's more, Yan'er is also at the age of discussing marriage. He has a good identity when entering the mansion, which makes it more convenient for her to say kinship. You are a grandmother, you have to be magnanimous, you have to help Yan'er! In any case, the child will marry Liu next month!"

After saying that, he took Nan Yan away directly.

Everyone looked at each other.

The old lady was so angry that she smashed the teacup: "A bastard!"

Noting that Nan Baoyi was still there, she hugged her with red eyes, "Pity my Jiaojiaoer, stepmother entered the door, what should I do..."

Nan Bao's nose felt sore.

My grandmother really loves her. It’s ridiculous that she was sowed by Liu’s previous life that she thought her grandmother disliked her, so she gradually refused to get close to her.

Later, she was locked up in the woodshed in Chengfu. When she saw Nan Yan appearing wearing white flowers, she realized that her grandmother had passed away.

At that time, Nan Yanzhi stood in front of her arrogantly and said sarcastically: "The old lady kept calling your name when she was dying. I told her that you didn't want to go back, but she still widened her eyes and tried hard to find you among the crowd... Nan Baoyi, you are so unfilial!"

Nan Baoyi lay in the old lady's arms, and suddenly shed tears like rain.
Chapter completed!