The elegant seat is filled with a sweet fragrance of peace and soul, and the weaving screen depicts light gold mountains and rivers, filtering the light of the hexagonal glass lamp into a quiet and quiet state.

Nan Bao's clothes slept soundly, and just after midnight, he replenished his energy.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, her voice a little hoarse: "Water."

The in charge of the affairs clerks to his knees and waits in front of the imperial concubine's bed. Hearing this, he quickly presents a cup of fragrant tea.

He watched Nan Baoyi drink tea and said with a smile: "Master, the person you want has been brought to you. Do you want to see if you are satisfied?"

Nan Baoyi looked up.

The maid removed the screen.

Eighteen strong men stood in the elegant seat, their clothes untied, revealing their strong waist and chest.

Seeing her looking over, they couldn't wait to show their masculinity.

Nan Baoyi was silent for a while and had a bad premonition in her heart: "What is this?"

The manager was flirting with joy: "I understand! You just want to find someone to serve you. This is a male pet that the villain personally selected for you. Do you think you favor one person a day, or do you go together? The villain thought it might be more lively to go together!"

Nan Baoyi almost squirted out a sip of tea.

She raised her sleeve and wiped the corner of her mouth, staring at the manager in disbelief.

The manager shyly turned his face: "If you dislike them being rude, the villain is willing to serve you personally. However, the villain is still innocent-"

"Stop!"

Nan Bao's clothes are furious.

She gritted her teeth: "I don't want them, nor do I want you. I want Xiao Daoyan, go and bring Xiao Daoyan here to me!"

The manager was puzzled: "Xiao Daoyan?"

The slaves who were demoted to the Colosseum include high-ranking officials and nobles who were bells and stewed, famous and talented men around the world, and even desperate people who did not do evil.

When they came here, they all lost their original names and only replaced them with numbers.

Nan Baoyi was impatient: "It's the new one who came today."

"Oh!" The manager suddenly realized and gave Nan Baoyi a thumbs up in admiration. "Master, I have such a good eye. That guy is so handsome and handsome. You can tell at a glance that he is very majestic in that aspect-"

"Go quickly!"

Nan Bao's ears were red and he kicked him.

Who is this!

After the manager walked away happily, her stomach made a series of gurgling sounds.

She rubbed her hungry stomach and then she remembered that she hadn't had dinner yet.

She picked up the high-legged porcelain plate full of exquisite desserts, picked up the fragrant, soft and glutinous passion cake, and was so hungry that she drank one by one.

When Xiao Yi stepped in, he saw his little girl bulging cheeks, chewing food like a little squirrel, and rolling her eyes choking.

He raised his eyebrows and went forward, handed her a cup of warm tea.

After drinking tea, Nan Baoyi finally calmed down and looked at Xiao Yi while stroking her chest.

He tied his messy ponytail, his black shirt was open, his chest muscles were strong, and his waist was tight.

Wearing a pair of shabby soap pants, rolled up a piece of the legs, revealing their bare calf abdomen and feet, and wearing heavy shackles on their ankles, is used to prevent prisoners from escaping.

She was surprised: "It's cold weather, are you just wearing these little clothes?"

"It's okay."

Xiao Yi reached out and wiped the crumbs of passion cake on her lips.

His fingertips wandered along her cheeks and finally landed on a red bruise on his forehead.

The little girl's skin is as white as jade, and the damage here seems very obvious.

He narrowed his eyes: "Who did it?"

Nan Baoyi touched the wound and said lightly that he had been smashed with an egg.

Xiao Yi's eyes were dark.

After a long quiet time, he said, "There is another way. You can change the world without suffering."

"Can't!"

Nan Baoyi stopped him immediately without thinking.

She knew what his method was.

He wanted to go back to Nanyue, summon 500,000 troops and lead the troops to Dayong.

He is the god of war on the battlefield. If he doesn't care about it, he can certainly defeat Chen Jiang.

However, many innocent people died in his previous life. In the end, only a hundred cavalry were left, and Tianshu was even wiped out.

She didn't want such a bloody war.

She didn't know if there was any karma in the world, but she wanted to accumulate more blessings for her second brother who was addicted to killing in her previous life.

She raised her little face and her eyes were bright: "I have never been a villain. For me, being a slander with great power is not a fun thing. Second brother, don't worry, I will protect myself well in the future and will not be bullied."

In his previous life, the second brother was obviously a hero who defended his country, but his reputation was smeared.

Now she has to taste the taste he has tasted completely.

But she was willing.

Xiao Yi's big palm gently stroked the girl's face.

She said so easily, but he knew what kind of pressure she would bear.

He lowered his head and put his forehead against hers: "It's not good for me. I promised to protect you after marrying you and let you be the little girl of the Xiao family. Now, you are letting you show up and deal with the evil wolf... I owe Nan Jiaojiao too much in this life."

Nan Baoyi held his shoulder.

She raised her head and kissed his jaw and the corners of his lips.

Danfeng's eyes were as bright as stars, and she smiled brightly: "Second brother, I'm willing!"

He gave this life.

She was so willful in her previous life, because she owed him a good flower and full moon.

Candlelight beeps.

The hibiscus embroidered with golden silk hangs low.

The girl's clothes were half-clear, and the black official robes were stacked around her waist, making her skin look like snow.

The ribbon with her hair tied up was pulled off, and the dispersed black hair made her look more beautiful than the flower, and she was the most charming.

The man in shackles leaned over.

The deep night is his eyes.

He tried to explore it in a brief manner, for fear of ruining his little girl.

The girl's eyelashes are moist: "It hurts..."

"It's because it's been done for too long."

Xiao Yi endured it so uncomfortable, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, kissing her eyebrows and eyes gently and patiently to coax her to relax.

Slight snow fell outside the window.

At the dawn in the east, Xiao Yi sat alone in front of the couch.

He looked back and saw that the little girl was sleeping soundly, her lips were bitten through when they were intense, and a trace of solidified red blood stains made her look beautiful.

He was silent and closed the brocade quilt for her.

Once the power game begins, neither side has the right to stop it.

Otherwise, it will be a loss.

And he put all his bets on Nan Jiaojiao.

He bowed his head, kissed the blood stain on her lips, and whispered in her ears: "Will the road ahead be difficult? I will be with you and always be with you..."

...

Snow falls in Chang'an.

Chen Jiang stood barefoot in front of the window of the Warm Palace, overlooking the scattered nine palaces.

The female official reported carefully behind her: "Reward the eyeliner, Lord Nan did not give special benefits to His Highness Yong. Although he was summoned once last night, when His Highness Yong came out of the Yase this morning, he was still wearing shackles and was locked in a prison where slaves lived."

Chen Jiang raised his hand and slowly fell on the mist of the glass window.
Chapter completed!