Chapter 242: King Yong Worshiped on His Behalf

"Second brother?"

Nan Baoyi stared at the groom in the corridor in surprise. He couldn't even hold the fan, revealing a pair of charming eyebrows. The round pupils were simple and clear, and the ends of his eyes showed the charm behind the makeup.

She congratulated Xiao Sui, why was her second brother here?

"Master Nan!" The palace maid quickly held up a round fan, "Please pay attention to etiquette."

Nan Baoyi hid behind the fan and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

"My Royal Highness is ill and unable to worship. According to our Dayong custom, the man's brother should worship on his behalf." The palace maid explained, "His Royal Highness only has one brother left, King Yong, so naturally King Yong will worship on his behalf."

That’s how it turns out…

Nan Baoyi suddenly realized.

She secretly moved away the gauze fan and glanced at Xiao Yi, who was patiently waiting for her.

The second brother's phoenix eyes and thin lips, his brocade clothes and golden crown, and the red silk and satin look particularly noble and gorgeous, like the autumn clouds and jade trees on the horizon, suddenly crashing into the eyes, making people fascinated.

He rarely dressed up so carefully, it was like the old iron tree had bloomed new flowers...

Nan Baoyi was already in love with him, and when she saw how handsome he was today, she was even more moved, and asked in a low voice: "Then will King Yong do it for him?"

"How can it be?!"

The palace maid raised her voice in disbelief.

She stared at Nan Baoyi angrily: "What are you thinking, Mr. Nan? You are here to celebrate the happiness of my Highness, why do you only care about who you sleep with?! Of course, my Highness is here to go to bed. Why are you doing this?" The deputy looks like he really hopes to sleep with King Yong?!"

She almost shouted these words.

Not only Xiao Yi heard it, but the distinguished guests and maids outside the corridor also heard it clearly.

They looked at Nan Baoyi in surprise, as if they did not expect that Nanda Situ was so passionate and unrestrained. He was obviously married to His Highness the Fourth Highness, but he still wanted to have a bridal chamber with his brother...

Watching what's in the pot and eating what's in the bowl is nothing more than that.

Nan Baoyi: "..."

Shameless!

What kind of palace maid Xiao Sui trained was a disgrace to her!

How could she get out of this door!

She covered her face with a round fan and glared at the palace maid angrily: "What would happen if you lowered your voice? It's okay now. Everyone knows that I want to marry King Yong. If I am embarrassed, won't your master also have to be embarrassed? I I just don’t know Dayong’s customs, so I’m just asking a few more questions just to be on the safe side, as for what all the fuss is about?”

She swung the blame cleanly.

The palace maid was stunned and speechless for a moment.

The auspicious time has arrived.

Xiao Yi suppressed a smile, his brows and eyes were as warm as the spring breeze, and he stretched out his hand towards Nan Baoyi: "Nan Jiaojiao."

The man's hand was very broad, and because he was used to holding swords, it was covered with a thick layer of calluses, making it look particularly rough.

But for Nan Baoyi, being held by him was the most reassuring thing.

She raised her curved red phoenix eyes from behind the round fan and put her little hand into his palm without any pretense.

All the palace maids were left behind by her.

They looked at each other.

Mr. Nanda is not even ashamed, and he seems to have a lot of experience in getting married.

Because it was a happy occasion, all the cumbersome etiquette was omitted, and Nan Baoyi and Xiao Yi simply got married in the main hall.

After paying homage, Xiao Yi went to the wedding banquet to toast on behalf of Xiao Sui.

Nan Baoyi was sent to the dormitory.

The bedroom was decorated with lanterns and colors, and Xiao Sui was lying on the couch, his lips still pale and his face as golden as paper.

Nan Baoyi dismissed the maid in the palace and lay down alone by the couch, whispering into the young man's ear: "Xiao Sui, Xiao Sui?"

He was obviously a dying patient, but he suddenly opened his eyes.

Xiao Sui's eyes were light and shrewd, not like a person on his deathbed.

Nan Baoyi sneered, rolled his eyes, and said sarcastically: "It seems that my happy ending is quite effective. Look, I'm alive now."

Xiao Sui twisted the sandalwood beads and said indifferently: "You and your brother took advantage of me to make me happy. Why are you complaining? Now send someone to the banquet to pour wine for Mr. Yin, and make sure he drinks until he wants to go to the toilet. Until then. My palace servants will lead him to the separate west room. At that time, you can find a way to instigate him."

Nan Baoyi was confused: "After all, who is Mr. Yin?"

"It's easy to find the leader of a local aristocratic family and the largest noble clan leader in Luoyang." Xiao Sui waved his hand and closed his eyes again, "Go ahead."

The spring sunshine penetrated into the inner hall, and the young man's profile was fair and delicate.

So beautiful, like the boy beside Guanyin.

He doesn't have a very good temper, and he just acts like he's bossing others around.

Nan Baoyi gritted his teeth and summoned Tang Xiao and Zhou Lingshu.

She was walking in the officialdom of Chang'an, and other officials looked down upon her because she was a woman. Only these two people were sincerely friends with her, and they were considered her confidants.

After whispering in the palace, Tang Xiao nodded: "Don't worry, leave the job of persuading people to drink to me. I'll keep it under wraps and tell Mr. Yin to crawl to the west room!"

Nan Baoyi quickly warned: "Don't get too drunk, otherwise no matter what I say, he will forget everything after he wakes up."

Tang Xiao agreed and happily went to the wedding banquet to drink.

Nan Baoyi took Zhou Lingshu and quietly lurked outside the separate west room.

Not long after, Tang Xiao trotted over, smelling of alcohol, and said excitedly: "It's done, it's done!"

Nan Baoyi poked his head out from behind the pillar.

Not far away, I saw an old man with white beard and hair being supported by his attendants and entering the west room drunkenly.

She whispered: "That attendant is the spy sent by Queen Shen to Mr. Yin, right? He really never leaves, even following him when he goes to the toilet..."

Zhou Lingshu snapped his fingers: "I'll lure them away!"

Before Nan Baoyi could grab him, Zhou Lingshu had already run over like a gust of wind.

She was nervous: "Can it be done?"

Tang Xiao: "Let's observe in secret first."

I saw Zhou Lingshu coming outside the west room. He first untied his bun and then took off his sleeves, revealing a delicately embroidered lotus-colored skirt.

Today, he applied a thin layer of makeup, and at first glance, he looked like a good girl, very delicate and charming.

He said "Ah", lay down on the red-painted corridor pillar, shook his handkerchief shyly, and called out to the west room: "There is someone there, I can't walk!"

Nan Baoyi was silent for a moment and whispered: "The wind was a bit cold, and I suddenly got a lot of goosebumps."

Tang Xiao: "...me too."

The attendant came out of the west room and asked warily: "Who are you?"

Zhou Lingshu raised his orchid finger and said, "The slave family is Zhou Mansion's distant cousin, Zhou Huahua!"

The attendant couldn't bear it and took a step back: "You, please speak up and don't raise your fingers, otherwise I will chop you into pieces! Are you a boy or a girl?"

"The slave family can be a boy or a girl, sometimes a boy, sometimes a girl."

The attendant had nothing to say.

After a while, he waved his hands with a dark face: "Go and show off somewhere else, don't hinder me from doing things!"

"The slave family can't walk anymore. Can you please escort the slave family out of the palace?"

Zhou Lingshu screamed and pounced on others.

The attendant was frightened and hurriedly hid in the west room. Unexpectedly, Zhou Lingshu chased him into the west room, tugged on his sleeves and cried loudly: "Come here, the official is scornful of the common people! He is shameless. He is so shameless." He wants a girl to watch him go to the toilet!"

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