Nan Baoyi smiled and stared at Nan Jing.

He is still just a young man who has not participated in the imperial examinations, he is not the amazing Tanhualang in Shengjing City in his previous life, nor is he an editor of the Hanlin Academy who married the daughter of the prime minister's family.

The blood on his face faded away little by little, his hands wrapped in the sleeves were pinched tightly, and his whole body was in a tense posture.

Obviously, he did not expect that the golden hairpin had such a origin.

The lies were exposed in full view of the public. For a 17-year-old boy with high spirits, this shame is probably unbearable.

Nan Yan looked even more disbelief.

Her brother is the pride of heaven, her real family and backer, and should marry the most powerful lady in the official family to help him succeed in his career, rather than a low-class person like Liu Lianer!

What can she help her brother?!

Unfortunately, the physical evidence was placed there, and the brother and sister finally had nothing to say.

The old lady was impatient, "Old man is a businessman, and there is no ink in her belly. But Old man understands that the saint who writes the Four Books and Five Classics will never teach students to evade responsibility and lie. Nan Jing, before doing research, learn how to be an individual. If you treat your cousin this way, how should you treat the people of the world if you are an official?!"

Nan Baoyi's crisp voice was supported: "Grandma, you said so well!"

Nan Jing's face was blushing.

The old lady said again: "As for this Miss Liu, she followed you innocently and did not say that she was a concubine. Nan Jing, if you marry her, it can be considered an explanation to the Liu family."

She was a little bored, waved her hand and was helped by Madam Ji to the bedroom.

The people in the hall gradually dispersed.

Nan Baoyi jumped off Xiao Yi's shoulder and stretched out his little hand at him: "Sesame cake!"

Xiao Yi licked his lower lip with unfulfilled intentions and smiled lazily: "I've finished eating."

"Second brother, that's the cake I've eaten..." Nan Baoyi was surprised.

"It's okay, I don't dislike it."

He had a generous expression.

Nan Baoyi bit her lip and said nothing.

He didn't dislike it, but she disliked it!

She put her hands in the sleeve tube and walked out with her head in her arms, thinking that she would have to eat two bowls of Yangchun noodles later and add two poached eggs!

As soon as I walked into the yard, I saw her father rushing towards her with a stick.

Nan Baoyi felt a stern and hurriedly hid behind the plum blossom tree, "Dad, why are you doing with a stick?"

"What are you doing with a stick?! Of course, you are hitting you! OK, you are turning your elbow out, and you have to testify for Liu Lian'er! Now, your brother is forced to marry Liu Lian'er, are you happy? Nan Baoyi, Jing'er is your brother! In the future, you will marry a princess in a high school Jinshi!"

There is only Nan Jing, who has one son under Nan Guang.

He loves him like a bead of eyes, and only hopes that he can be a high school Jinshi and bring honor to his ancestors and marry another lady from the official family, so that he can be so successful.

In this way, my mother and second brother can also know that he is also very capable in Nan Guang.

Nan Baoyi rolled her eyes.

Just like Nan Jing, who wants to marry a princess, why doesn’t he go to heaven?

She poked her little head out from behind the plum tree, "Dad, if you dare to hit me, I will tell my grandmother!"

"You—" Nan Guang was so angry, "Don't use her to suppress me, I'm going to beat you to death today!"

He rolled up his sleeves and went to catch Nan Baoyi regardless of the matter.

Nan Baoyi had a flexible body and hid agilely beside a screen wall, "Dad, I am helping Nan Jing get married and let you hold your grandson as soon as possible. You should thank me!"

"You fart!"

There was a big mess here, and the maid had long reported it to the old lady.

The old lady was not in a hot position yet, so she was so angry that she drove out with a cane, "Nan Guang!"

Nan Guang didn't care about her, "Mom, what do you have to say later. I will teach this unfilial daughter a lesson first, so that she will not turn her elbow out! Jing'er's future is great, and she has ruined it!"

Nan Baoyi ran to the old lady.

She hugged the old man pitifully, "Grandma save me!"

"Poor child, don't be afraid!" The old lady touched her little face kindly, raised her head again, and glared fiercely at Nan Guang, "Third brother, your son is just an embroidered pillow, and may not even pass the provincial examination, let alone the imperial examination! She also married the princess, I'm afraid she would marry the princess in her dream!"

Nan Guang was anxious: "Your son is the embroidered pillow! Mom, I don't allow you to scold Jing'er!"

"Yes, my son is indeed an embroidered pillow." The old lady sneered, "Get out of the front yard quickly, I'll be upset when I see you!"

"I--"

Nan Guang wanted to say something else, but the old lady had already led Nan Baoyi into the house.

Without teaching a lesson, he angrily sucked the plum blossom tree with a stick.

As I was thrusting, I suddenly noticed a chill behind me.

He turned around.

Xiao Yi looked at him with a smile.

Nan Guang was startled and hurriedly protected himself with a wooden stick, "You, what do you want to do?"

Xiao Yi snatched his wooden stick.

He leaned close to Nanguang and spoke in a low voice: "Uncle San, Jiaojiao has helped you choose a daughter-in-law. Are you unhappy?"

Nan Guang was angry: "She turned her elbow outward and didn't know how to protect her brother. It's abominable! What kind of daughter-in-law, that kind of girl, is worthy of my Jing'er?! I'm waiting here. When Nan Baoyi comes out, I will definitely teach her a lesson!"

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows.

He smiled lightly: "Uncle San wants to teach Nan Jiaojiao a lesson?"

The winter sun is quiet, and when the young man smiles, his eyes are dark and dark, like a vicious dog.

Nan Guang is most afraid of him laughing!

He thrust his little hand in horror: "Just, scare her... Actually, I don't have that idea..."

"Nothing is the best." Xiao Yi patted his shoulder, leaned over, and whispered gently in his ear, "Uncle San, you have to look at the owner when you beat a dog. Nan Jiaojiao's backstage is my marquis. Let me see you try to teach her a lesson... your legs are like this stick."

He broke the wooden stick with a thick wrist without blinking his eyes!

He left with a smile, leaving only the clear fragrance of mountains and rivers.

Nan Guang swallowed.

He looked at the broken stick, his legs collapsed, and he knelt on the ground.

He raised his sleeve and wiped his cold sweat. He suddenly rolled and crawled towards the old lady's bedroom, crying and shouting: "Mom, Xiao Yi bullies me! He threatens me!"

The inner fan of the bedroom is closed.

He scratched the door while howling. After a half-quarter of an hour, Madam Ji finally opened the door.

The old lady with a black face said seriously: "The old lady is having breakfast with the girl Baoyi. She told the third master to get out quickly and not to dirty her door. The old lady also said that the marquis is the most filial and will never do anything to bully the elders. If the third master dares to make a fuss out of nothing, she will break your legs in person."

After saying that, he closed the door expressionlessly.

The cold wind whistled, and Nanguang sobbed pitifully.

He didn't lie!

Xiao Yi really threatened him!

Xiao Yi is so terrible!

As he howled, Nan Guang suddenly felt fortunate that Xiao Yi was not Jiaojiao's husband.
Chapter completed!