Chapter 242: Happy for Me

The long spring wind blew his white clothes gently.

Although he is obviously weak, he has become noble and elegant.

Nan Baoyi looked at Xiao Yi curiously.

Speaking of which, this is also the first time that the second brother has met Xiao Sui.

The second brother's eyes were as bright as a mountain, and his tone was distant and indifferent: "It's important to take care of yourself."

Xiao Sui smiled rarely, like the peach blossom branches in spring, the handful of melting ice and snow.

He twisted a Buddhist bead and said: "Since you guys came back to Beijing, I have been thinking about Ding Zhao and always wanted to see him. I would like to ask my brother to allow me to visit him some other day."

"nature."

Dingzhao is Ah Ruo's name.

Nan Baoyi held her chin up, and for some reason, she always felt that the Fourth Highness seemed to know Ah Ruo's life experience. His phoenix eyes were deep but clear, as if he could see through all the common things in the world.

Xiao Sui then asked carefully: "Ding Zhao is four years old now. Have you asked Master to enlighten him? How many words have you learned and what books have you read? You should also practice kung fu, body skills and the like. I specially prepared it for him. I received a generous meeting gift, including ten boxes of ancient books, I think he should be happy."

Nan Baoyi was drinking fruit wine and almost spit out the words.

Ten boxes of ancient books...

She felt that Ah Ruan would not be happy at all!

Xiao Yi replied: "He is already enlightened. He is required to read books for two hours every day and practice exercises for an hour. He also dabbles in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Don't worry."

Xiao Sui nodded: "We still need to supervise him more and don't let him be lazy."

Nan Baoyi was chattering.

When the two brothers met, they actually talked about parenting.

Being forced to study by his second brother, a big devil, is not enough. Now that Xiao Sui, a devil, is added to the mix, Ah Ruo's future will be really miserable...

The wind picked up by the stream, and the apricot blossoms fell on the food table like heavy snow.

Xiao Sui covered his lips and coughed violently, and his cheeks turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The palace maid was very anxious: "Your Highness can't bear the cold, my servant will take you back to the palace?"

Xiao Sui coughed, raised his eyes to look at Nan Baoyi, and said warmly: "Master Nan, can you send me back to the palace? I accepted the marriage decree, but I still don't understand what kind of person Master Nan is, and I want to talk to Master Nan alone. "

"ah……"

Nan Baoyi hesitated.

She subconsciously looked at Xiao Yi.

The second brother always had a stern look on his face. He had just had a happy chat with His Highness the Fourth, so he probably didn't care.

Thinking of this, she stood up with arched eyebrows: "Then I will send His Highness back to the palace."

She pushed Xiao Sui's wheelchair and walked along the flower path.

Both of them were equally beautiful in appearance, and they were both dressed in white. The people at the streamside watched them go away among the flowers, and couldn't help but admire the talent and beauty of the man. They were so matched.

Xiao Yi swung the wine in his glass, his eyes darkened.

Wei Chuchu, who had been embarrassed for a long time, finally found a chance to speak. He quickly pulled out the girl behind him and introduced maliciously: "Your Highness King Yong, this is my concubine, Wei Xiaolian, who you are about to marry. Princess Yong. Xiao Lian,

Why don't you pay your respects to His Highness? ! "

The palace was full of prosperity, but Wei Xiaolian only wore old clothes that didn't fit.

It was obvious that he was picking up clothes that Wei Chuchu didn't want.

She was short in stature, had dark skin, and her makeup was very rough. Because the powder and eyebrow makeup she used were of poor quality, most of her face melted after being exposed to the spring sun. The black eyebrow makeup and red rouge blended together, making her look funny and embarrassed.

She lowered her head deeply, not daring to look at Xiao Yi for a second time, and said respectfully: "My maid, Xiao Lian, send your regards to Your Highness. May your Highness be blessed!"

Because she was too nervous, she was trembling and looked very petty.

Wei Chuchu smiled contemptuously.

She understood that Queen Shen wanted to humiliate His Highness King Yong.

She said deliberately: "My dear sister, I don't know how to play music, chess, calligraphy or painting, and I don't know a word of Chinese characters, but I am very good at washing, cooking and raising children. I think I will be a good match for His Highness. Xiao Lian, why don't you add some wine for His Highness?"

Wei Xiaolian quickly said yes.

She carefully knelt down next to Xiao Yi, rolled up her sleeves and poured wine.

Xiao Yi glanced at her hands.

Her knuckles are thick and covered with thick calluses, which shows that she is used to doing menial work, and her job in the Wei family is not as good as that of a top-class maid.

He remembered that Nan Jiaojiao was abused in the Shengjing Palace in his previous life.

Wei Xiaolian was considered an outsider, so there was no need to embarrass her too much.

He knocked on the table, his eyes passing over Wei Chuchu's face and slowly landing on Shen Yichao's face.

He said warmly: "I remember that I told Mr. Shen Xiaolang that night that from now on I will beat you every time I see you until you are beaten to death."

Shen Yichao remained silent.

He has lost a lot of weight in the past half month. He used to be a noble man in white clothes and snow, but now he looks like a gloomy and sick man.

Wei Chuchu glanced at him secretly.

She had a quarrel with her husband and has not reconciled yet.

I attended this spring banquet with the intention of making peace with him.

She immediately defended herself and said, "What nonsense are you talking about, His Highness King Yong? My husband has now entered an official career and is an official of the imperial court. How can you, a mere idle prince--"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Yi picked up the wine bottle casually.

"boom"!

With a crisp sound, he smashed the white porcelain flask on Shen Yichao's head.

The banquet by the stream suddenly stopped, and everyone looked at them in horror.

Shen Yichao was still sitting upright, his head was broken by the wine bottle, and blood rolled down his handsome face, which looked particularly shocking.

Wei Chuchu screamed in disbelief.

She quickly hugged Shen Yichao and said in horror: "Xiao Daoyan, what are you doing? Are you crazy?! My husband is the Queen's nephew, a noble son of the famous Shen family!"

Xiao Yi stood with his hands behind his back, his posture provocative.

He smiled: "I don't like him, so what if I beat him? I am the queen's biological son and the second son of the royal Xiao family."

"you--"

Wei Chuchu couldn't resist him and was so angry that she could only swallow her anger and wipe the blood on Shen Yichao's face with a handkerchief.

She cried: "Husband, King Yong has gone too far in bullying me. Let's file a complaint with the Queen!"

Shen Yichao seemed not to notice the pain.

He turned his eyes and looked at Shen Yijue and Han Yanliang.

Brother A looked at him quietly and did not stand up for him like before.

Han Yanliang didn't even look at him. She leaned beside the stream, holding her wide skirt with one hand and catching the wine cup flowing down the river with the other.

Shen Yichao felt numb.

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the other side.

Nan Baoyi was pushing the wheelchair. Before she left the Imperial Garden, the other party signaled her to stop.

Xiao Sui turned his wheelchair and looked at her seriously: "Bring me a happy birthday."

Nan Baoyi was stunned: "Huh?"

"A normal wedding takes three months. A wedding is the fastest way to get married."

"Um, have you misunderstood something? I don't want to marry-"

"At the wedding, you must seize the opportunity to go to Mr. Yin and convince him to lead the local aristocratic family to join your brother. He once devoted his whole world to slaughtering people for you, Nan Baoyi, you owe him a prosperous and peaceful life."

The apricot blossoms are like snow, and the Buddha bells are crisp.

Xiao Sui gently twisted the Buddhist beads. He was obviously a noble man with a beautiful appearance, but he also looked like a Buddhist evildoer. His dark pupils were like a mirror, clearly revealing his past and present lives.

Nan Baoyi stared at the boy who was so smart that he was almost a demon, and the hexagram from that year suddenly appeared in his mind:

——The red land is thousands of miles away, and there are countless people dying of hunger; the dragon lurks in the abyss, and the blue clouds are straight up; good birds choose trees, and the ministers in white clothes; peach blossoms are bloody, and the country has been respected for two generations.

Could it be that the so-called "Prince in White" does not refer to Shen Yichao, but to...

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