The word "guardian" is so important.

Ah Ruo raised his hazy tears, and the man in front of him looked handsome and firm, strong and reliable.

He raised his sleeves and wiped his tears, and hugged Xiao Yi's neck dependently: "Father..."

Xiao Yi was held by him, and when the little guy finally cried enough in his arms, he reminded him: "Don't call me father again in the future, I should call me the second uncle--"

A Ruo browsed and argued childishly: "The outsider called the emperor's uncle, but in private, you are still my father."

Shortly after he was born, his mother Wen Tong passed away.

Those who accompanied him were Xiao Yi and Nan Baoyi.

To him, these two people are tantamount to their biological parents.

He particularly admired Xiao Yi. He was obviously just an adopted son of the Southern Palace, but he was able to walk all the way from the distant Jinguan City to Shengjing, and then return from Shengjing to Chang'an. With a destructive attitude, he seized the most supreme power in the world.

He grew up listening to those rumors.

In his mind, Xiao Yi is the most upright man in the world.

not to mention……

He could easily get the throne that so many people liked, but he could pass it to his and his daughters, but he still chose to leave the throne to him.

People in the world always say that the father's methods are cruel and harsh, but in his eyes, there is no one else who values ​​love and friendship more than the father's.

He, Xiao Dingzhao, must protect his father and his mother in this life.

Just like the father and the grandmother protect him!

...

Although Ah Ruo succeeded to the throne, he was young until he was still young and still needed to stay in the Imperial College to read and write every day, and also practiced various riding and shooting skills.

The memorials of the court officials and the memorials sent from various places were sent to the Regent's Mansion and Xiao Yi personally handled them.

Nan Baoyi stayed in Chaowenyuan, knelt down under the west window to cook tea, and complained: "How busy is he? Since he abdicated, he hasn't seen him for half a month, and he hasn't even sent a letter. If you don't know, you think I've been abandoned."

Nan Baozhu is taking care of the children.

She and Ning Wanzhou's son, nicknamed Jiaozi, had a special favorite to eat dumplings for a while after giving birth, so she named this name.

She raised her head from the cradle and looked at Nan Baoyi.

The autumn sun penetrates the room.

Her little cousin sat in the light, with a dark blue silk skirt spreading on the floor. When she rolled up her sleeves to pour tea, she exposed a piece of white and tender lotus-like arms. The jade bracelet on her wrist was loose, making her look even more delicate and tender.

The little face like a lotus flower is particularly bright and beautiful, with a pair of dark eyebrows slightly frowning, and her eyes are full of water. Anyone who sees it will feel pity for her.

She pursed her lips and smiled.

King Yong was concerned about Jiaojiao. According to Ning Wanzhou, in the past half month, King Yong was not only dealing with a series of major events after the abdication, but also secretly preparing surprises for her.

She didn't want to reveal the surprise in advance, so she just joked: "I haven't seen you for only half a month, and Jiaojiao is so uneasy that she can't stand still. How much do you like King Yong? Tell me, I'll see him tomorrow, so I can tell him carefully."

Nan Baoyi's cheeks turned red and she quickly complained: "I don't want to eat and eat!"

As if to hide her from having sex without falling in love, she quickly picked up the teacup in front of her and drank it clean in one breath.

"Oh, who can't think of food or food?"

A charming voice suddenly came from the outer room.

Looking at the sisters of the Nan family, a graceful lady was lifting up the pearl curtain with a smile.

She was wearing the most popular high bun in Chang'an City, wearing six blond combs, her cheeks were rosy and beautiful. The big red pomegranate skirt made her look bright and beautiful, like a peony flower blooming under the scorching sun. Her slightly raised apricot eyes showed a domineering and arrogant aura, and she made people bow down to her skirt at a glance.

"Boss Han." Nan Baoyi greeted, "You are becoming more and more noble now."

Not only a noble lady, but she looks very good.

Although Chen Yi is definitely an iron-blooded general, he will not lose to anyone when it comes to loving his wife.

The cold smoke shook a small and exquisite golden folding fan, smiling.

She said crisply: "Isn't it? The Shen family is rich and powerful, and Chen Yijue let me squander and toss it. Naturally, he wants to dress up like this."

Nan Baoyi raised his hand and asked, "I just cooked good tea, come and try it."

"I'm not here to drink tea." Han Yanliang sat on the ground, with a little more smile in his eyes, "I'm entrusted by someone to be a matchmaker."

Nan Baoyi was stunned: "Be a matchmaker?"

Han Yanliang signaled the maid to come in.

Yang Liu walked into the inner room with two geese in her arms and said with a smile: "Someone asked to marry Miss Nan. These are the two geese he ordered my wife to send me. Will Miss Nan take it?"

The fur of the two geese was smooth and smooth, with red silk tied to their legs.

Nan Baoyi was stunned.

The cold smoke is cold today...

Did you take the wrong medicine?

Nan Baozhu smiled and patted the back of her head gently: "Why are you stunned? I won't ask who asked to marry you?"

Nan Baoyi finally came to her senses.

Han Yanliang will never betray his second brother, could he say...

Second brother, actually wants to marry her again?

What was he thinking? It’s been so many years since the old couple, but they still make up this trick.

She thought about this, but a secret joy arose in her heart.

She asked a little shyly, "But the second brother wants you to be a matchmaker?"

Han Yanliang teased her and said, "I guessed wrong."

Nan Baoyi was stunned again.

Han Yanliang burst into laughter and reached out to pinch her cheek: "Who else can I have besides him? I said I wanted to make up for a new wedding with you, and I could give you the official title of Princess Yong. Everything is ready, you don't have to worry about anything, just eat and drink peacefully, and wait to marry to Princes Yong's Mansion."

Nan Baoyi's cheeks flushed and said coquettishly: "What are you kidding me..."

Han Yanliang said cheerfully: "Looking at your way, you agree. Since you agree, I will reply him now. There are still many things to prepare."

She hurried away.

Nan Baoyi held her face in both hands and stared at the two geese, her lips raised uncontrollably.

It turned out that my second brother didn't come to see her and planned to hold a new wedding.

It is indeed not suitable to meet before getting married.

"Little idiot!" Nan Baozhu was amused, "Don't you blame him for not coming to see you? Look at you laughing so foolishly, so you can't let outsiders see the joke."

Nan Baoyi's cheeks were redder and her smile became stronger: "You're happy!"

...

The wedding date is just one month later.

On the day of the wedding, it was already early winter in Chang'an City.

Nan Baoyi sat upright in the tram cart pulled by six white horses, with luxurious and gorgeous red curtains hanging around. The wedding party beat gongs and gongs and gongs and hypes through the streets and alleys, watching the crowds of people.

She secretly lifted a little of the curtain.

The second brother was wearing a wedding robe and riding on a black horse. His back was tall and slender, and his handsome and beautiful appearance as the scorching sun made the people on the street excited and cheered.

She gently lowered the curtain, and her cherry lips kept smiling.

She took out her wedding letter.

This time, the names on the wedding book are "Nan Baoyi" and "Xiao Daoyan".

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Chapter completed!