Xiao Yi leaned over and picked up the doll.

He patted it carefully and put it in Nan Baoyi's arms.

He squatted down on one knee and touched her face: "When I settle down, I will take you to worship my grandmother and their graves."

The Nan family fell three years ago.

Now a new owner has moved into the ancestral home. Not only has he re-decorated and cleaned it, but the mansion is also full of red silk and red lanterns. He looks like he is going to marry, which has caused a lot of sensation in Jinguan City.

As a topic of conversation after dinner, Xiao Yi seemed to have never heard of the rumors outside.

The setting sun is like blood, it is dusk.

Nan Baoyi stood in the corner, watching him dress up for himself in his previous life.

She couldn't bear such an ugly girl at first glance, but there was only tenderness in his eyes.

He wore wedding clothes, tied his hair with red belt, and was handsome and elegant.

He held her long crow hair, took a gold comb inlaid with gems, and slowly combed it bit by bit: "When I was young, I liked to see you combing your bun and tie your red ropes. You jumped around, and the red ropes swayed in the wind. I often wanted to pull them off, pretend to be a bracelet, and secretly wrap them around my wrist... On weekdays, I would think of the playful and charming Nan Jiaojiao."

The girl closed her eyes and just leaned gently in his arms.

He stared at the bronze mirror for a long time, and his eyes gradually turned red.

He slowly lowered his head and kissed her eyebrows.

A phoenix crown and a red robe, and a wedding dress is like blood.

He picked up the girl and walked towards the well-designed Xitang.

Everything in the ancestral home was so quiet, without music, without guests, without ceremonies and Xi Po. Yu Wei and Tingxin supported the beautifully dressed new bride, facing the high hall tablet, and married her master.

In Chaowenyuan, the boudoir is decorated in luxurious and elegant style.

The dragon and phoenix candles are burning quietly.

Nan Baoyi followed him into the room and saw Xiao Yi sitting on the bed covered with longan and peanuts, holding his little girl and drinking one cup after another.

But no matter what, I can't get drunk.

His eyes were clear and he was covered with countless red bloodshots, but he just couldn't get drunk.

He kissed her lips, and his low and mute voice exuded self-deprecating: "When I was young, I always despise you for being naughty and always deliberately fight you. I always feel that I will never fall in love with you who is clumsy. But what should I do? Nan Jiaojiao, I can deceive you, people in the world, but I can only deceive myself... Xiao Yi, how could I not love Nan Jiaojiao?"

The boudoir was filled with the fragrance of wine.

Nan Baoyi looked at him speechlessly, trying to reach out to wipe away his tears, but it was just in vain.

Xiao Yi hugged her and sat all night.

He told stories about his youth and told her every bit of her.

Nan Baoyi listened quietly.

She never knew that there was someone in the corner where she couldn't see that he had paid attention to herself like this...

It was just a whole night.

When the fish belly gradually turned white in the east, Nan Baoyi saw Xiao Yi's temples white.

What kind of sadness should be so that people can grow old overnight?

Nan Baoyi has never experienced it.

Later, he set up a tomb for her.

Just on the highest mountain outside Jinguan City, you can overlook the entire city from afar, and you can even see the Nan family mansion.

He built a thatched cottage next to the tomb and wanted to mourn her for three years.

Cheng Yerou brought Nan Guang to visit.

Although my father was stupid at that time, he was well taken care of by Aunt Cheng and vaguely knew that his youngest daughter was buried in this tomb.

He held the peach blossom candy box he bought for his little daughter and sat in front of the grave and cried like a child.

Nan Baoyi was heartbroken.

She had seen her father's heartbroken appearance after Nan Jing's death. Her father even traveled thousands of miles to Shengjing City to carry Nan Jing's corpse.

Unexpectedly, after she left, my father was also sad and sad.

Nan Baoyi squatted down and wanted to wipe her tears for her father, but she couldn't do it at all...

A few days after my father and the others left, someone climbed the cliff.

It is Cheng Deyu and Nan Yan.

The two are now the most eye-catching couple in Shu County. They are talented and beautiful, have high status and are powerful, have a prominent family, and are kind and respectful.

Behind them, Cheng Deyu's real sister Cheng Zaixi was also following.

Nan Yan pretended to wipe two tears at the tomb.

Cheng Deyu winked at her.

She immediately wiped away her tears, turned to Xiao Yi who was lying drunk in front of the tombstone, and said gently: "A person cannot be resurrected by death, so don't be sad. Sister Zai Xi heard about the affection of the emperor, and was very moved in her heart, so she specially sent wine and food to the emperor."

At that time, Cheng Zaixi had just left his husband and combed back to his daughter's hair bun.

She dressed up pink and pretty, and walked up with the food box: "The Emperor..."

Cheng Deyu laughed softly and said, "My Cheng family is in power, and the imperial teacher has thousands of troops under his command. If the imperial teacher is willing to marry her sister, then all Shu County belongs to our two families. Even if the imperial court is in charge, I am afraid that I will not dare to ask any questions. If the imperial teacher assists the Cheng family in separatist and proclaims the emperor, my father is willing to sign the imperial teacher into a king and a prince consort in a different surname, what do you think?"

Cheng Zaixi smiled cleverly and had already arranged big fish and meat in front of the grave.

She poured fine wine for Xiao Yi.

She imitated Nan Baoyi, and also raised her little fingers delicately and delivered the wine to Xiao Yi: "Please use it with the emperor..."

Xiao Yi had no expression on his face.

His eyes fell on her raised little finger.

Dong Shi imitates Feng, extremely dazzling.

He pulled his thin lips sarcastically and disgustedly.

He said slowly, "I remember that she was bullied by you during her lifetime."

Cheng Deyu brushed her wide sleeves and smiled softly like a gentleman: "What are you saying? Sister Baoyi knew early in the morning that Yan'er and I were in love, but they were still determined to break us apart. For this reason, Yan'er even suffered a lot of grievances. The imperial teacher also knew what kind of playboy sister Baoyi was. We have always been the only one who was bullied. How could it be our turn to bully her?"

"Yes." Nan Yan was worried, "Jiaojiao is naughty, everyone in Shu County knows that my sister wanted to take care of her, but she was very ignorant and insisted on going to the palace to be a palace maid. Now that I am dying in that place where people eat, I am really sad."

lie!

Nan Baoyi looked at her tears and wanted to slap her twice!

Cheng Deyu is also a mean person. She has never forgiven him in this life. It’s so right!

She looked at Xiao Yi in a daze, hoping that he would not believe the lies of these two people.

Xiao Yi stood up.

He wore a white dress and carefully dusted the dust on the tombstone for her, and said lightly: "When I was not here, it would be fine for you to bully her. Now she is my wife, but you are not good to scold her in front of me..."

He regarded his little girl as a treasure and failed to protect her during her lifetime. How could she allow others to criticize her after her death?

Nan Baoyi's heart hurts a lot.

It should be a mortal enemy and a person who despises each other, but this man gave her all the trust...

Cheng Zai walked forward happily: "What the Emperor Master said is that we shouldn't criticize the bad clothes of treasures. But the Emperor Master's gold and jade are precious, so how can he guard the tomb for her in such a mountainous place? I saw it so much that I felt very distressed."

Xiao Yi glanced at her.

She learned how the little girl was dressed when she was young, the jade hairpin on her hair and the gold bracelet on her wrist. He clearly remembered that they were all dowry when the little girl married Cheng Deyu.

Cheng's family, very good.

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I was a little sad to write, I kept crying, and I wrote two chapters in the afternoon and evening. Sorry
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