The little girl Nan Baoyi was very frightened.

Xiao Yi sat lazily on the couch, hugged her into his arms, outlining her eyebrows and eyes with an ambiguous smile, "Let me kiss me, huh?"

Nan Baoyi was even more frightened.

It turns out that her second brother is so frivolous and indulgent in private!

She swallowed her saliva and her mind turned rapidly.

Her eyes flashed over the food box on the desk and the hibiscus flowers outside the window, and she suddenly had an idea.

She said childishly: "Has the Marquis ever heard the story of the hibiscus flower spirit?"

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows, "I hope to hear the details."

"Legendly, there was a poet named Wang Changling. He came to the ancient town and lived in an old house. A lotus tree grew outside the window of the house. He wrote poems every night, but when he got up in the morning, he found that the lower half of the poem was filled in by others.

"He was curious, so one night, he lay beside the well water and was sleeping, but in the water reflecting the moonlight, he saw the hibiscus flower spirit. It turned out that the person who came to fill out the poem for him every night was the hibiscus flower spirit!"

Xiao Yi sneered: "So?"

Nan Baoyi was shy, "I'm not hiding it from the Marquis, my little girl is the hibiscus flower spirit who lives outside your window. Seeing that you have worked hard to study every night, she specially sent you warm chicken soup."

Xiao Yism, "The hibiscus flower essence from other people's homes is elegant and elegant. How can I give birth to the hibiscus flower essence from my home, but I only know how to make chicken soup?"

Nan Baoyi was embarrassed.

Xiao Yi pinched her little ear, "I wonder if the hibiscus spirit of my family's hibiscus flower has also given birth to a beautiful appearance?"

As he said that, he was about to pick up her masked gauze scarf.

Nan Baoyi hurriedly covered the scarf, broke away with him guiltily, and quickly retreated to the window.

She coughed twice, "Well, I'm going to hurry back to the soil, absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and gather the essence of the sun and moon! Marquis, say goodbye!"

Xiao Yi watched her climb out of the window.

With a thin lips pursed, he chuckled, and sat behind the desk and served a bowl of chicken soup.

The chicken soup is fresh and fragrant, and it took about a long time to cook it.

He tasted it carefully.

The taste is wonderful...

On the other side, Nan Baoyi stumbled over the window, twisted her ankle, and rolled in the flowers with a muffled groan.

"hiss……"

She sat in the pile of flowers, holding her sprained ankle and was crying without tears.

I came to send warmth in the middle of the night, but I didn’t get any benefits, but I even twisted my feet!

Why is she so attentive?

Just when he was sad, a tall black shadow suddenly appeared.

She looked up.

The moonlight was as bright as frost. Mr. Shen was dressed in white, with his hands in his wide sleeves, and looked at her expressionlessly.

She smiled embarrassedly and reached out to say hello: "Good evening, are you here to relax?"

Shen Yichao's eyes were cold.

Before Nan Baoyi could say anything else, she suddenly felt a pain on her neck.

This Young Master Shen, the person who came here is not kind...

She rolled her eyes and fainted.

The secret guard carried her up and whispered: "Shen Langjun, how to deal with her?"

"Send to the dungeon."

"yes!"

After the secret guard disappeared in carrying Nan Bao's clothes, Yunniang came slowly with lotus steps.

She tilted her head and smiled, "I have long disliked this little bitch. She relied on the name of her brother and sister and repeatedly hooked up with the young masters, which was really hateful. Tonight, when Shen Langjun took action, it was completely solved by Yunniang's thorn in her eyes."

Shen Yichao's face was indifferent.

At noon this day, he was taken to the villa by Jiang Suihan to drink wine, but Jiang Suihan drank his head and pulled him to yell, "How much does Xiao Yi love Nan Xiaowu?"

Xiao Yi has a special identity, how can he spoil a woman privately?

She is still a woman of ninth grade!

His marriage should be decided by his aunt with all his powers. Even if he just takes a concubine, he should have passed his aunt's clear path first.

His fate was given by his aunt, and he should devote his life and even everything to his aunt. How could he do whatever he wants without regard to the rules?

He thought, and ordered: "From now on, the martial law will come to the court. All the rules will be followed in the palace."

Yunniang looked at the silhouette reflected behind the bamboo curtain.

She whispered: "Young Master Chen, although Nan Baoyi was locked in the dungeon, saving her life is ultimately a disaster. What are you going to deal with her?"

"You'll make arrangements." Chen Yichao stepped forward and disappeared into the dark garden.

Yunniang couldn't help but feel happy and immediately twisted her bee's waist and headed towards the dungeon.

After they left, a big palm with distinct joints slowly opened the bamboo curtain.

Xiao Yi appeared indifferently behind the west window.

Jiang Suihan shook his folding fan and said with a smile: "I just said that Chen Yichao is not a fuel-saving lamp. Look, I just mentioned a few words casually and he attacked your beloved girl! This person is stubborn and unrestrained, and he is very annoying."

Xiao Yi stood with his hands behind his back and quietly stared at the depths of the garden.

He has a great eye and can see the lurking dark guards.

That woman was not counting on controlling the entire country, but she was ambitious to send a wave of discussions, trying to control him thousands of miles away...

Unfortunately, he is not a puppet that allows others to control.

The undercurrent surged in his narrow eyes, and he curled his lips and smiled, "Chen Yichao thought he had solved a problem, and he was most likely to be careless at this time. With you, they will capture all the guards brought by Chen Yichao alive. If there are any rebels... kill them."

The circumcision of the tide was his purpose of using Nan Jiaojiao as bait tonight.

Jiang Suihan bowed his hand and was about to do it, but suddenly said, "Brother Xiao, have we forgotten something?"

Xiao Yi clasped the money on his wrist and felt that he had forgotten something.

After twisting it, his eyes suddenly turned fierce.

He forgot Nan Jiaojiao!

...

Nan Baoyi was awakened by cold water.

She opened her eyes, and the air was filled with blood, and it was dark and damp at all points.

There were several oil lamps hanging on the mud walls, and Yunniang sat in a circle chair with several guards standing behind her, looking like she was waiting to watch the show.

She rubbed her head and tried to stand up, but found that her hands and feet were shackled by iron chains.

She wrinkled the little bun's face and calmed down in surprise: "Where is this place, what do you want to do?"

Yunniang played with her nails, "Even though she was born in a ninth-class untouchable, she still dared to call us high-class people around... Nan Baoyi, I have to tell you what the difference between noble and humble ones!"

She glanced at the guards and smiled and said, "This girl looks so beautiful. I will give you this tonight."

The guards were overjoyed and hurriedly thanked him respectfully.
Chapter completed!