The laces are spread apart.

The girl's lotus green embroidered treasure-like flower skirt fell lightly to the ground.

A wisp of night wind was slightly cool, and she walked into the tent, gently blew the girl's white silk pants, outlining straight leg lines and looming ups and downs.

Nan Baozhu was slightly stunned.

The little maid behind her voice was a little slight and it seemed particularly tempting tonight.

She hesitated: "Wan, Wanwan--"

Ning Wanzhou stuffed the flower cake into her mouth casually, "Miss."

The sweet flower cake makes Nan Baozhu feel very secure.

She bent her eyebrows and said, "You understand me! In fact, it's a good time to eat in the middle of the night. It's better to have a bowl of hot and spicy beef noodles, which is so delicious! But ordinary people can't appreciate the fun of eating late at night!"

Ning Wanzhou smiled, and the fox's eyes were crescent.

The fingertips unbuttoned her upper lace, and the girl took off her cooperation.

It was late spring April, and she only wore a simple waist and silk pants under her skirt.

Ning Wanzhou's fingertips seemed to accidentally wipe her back.

The light and shadow of the candle flame are dim, her skin is tender and smooth and can be broken, and the two butterfly bones on the back are slender and delicate, just like carved from white and beautiful jade.

It looks so good...

The thirteen-year-old boy has deep eyes and a corner of his mouth.

Nan Baozhu has finished eating the flower cake.

She turned around and felt very disgusted: "Wanwan, what are you always staring at me?"

She discovered that she was not very smart, but she liked to stare at her in a daze when she had something to do or not, and often showed all kinds of meaningful gazes, which were weird and terrifying.

Ning Wanzhou smiled: "Miss is beautiful, and she was stunned for no reason."

"That's natural!" Nan Baozhu was proud, and then friendly and took his little hand, "Your hair bun today is very complicated. I will untie the hairpin for you first, and then comb my hair for me."

The master and servant sat cross-legged on the couch.

Nan Baozhu carefully combed Ning Wanzhou's long hair.

The red candle is lush and the green hairs are hanging down.

The boy has a delicate face, and the male and female have no choice but to argue that his lips are red and white. The most wonderful thing is the fox eyes, which are just like peach blossoms at the ends, which are very attractive.

“Wanwan is also very beautiful…”

Nan Baozhu couldn't help but praise.

Ning Wanzhou bent his pink lips, "Does Miss like it?"

"I like it." Nan Baozhu put his shoulder intimately, "Wanwan, since we are good sisters, then let's marry someone from now on!"

Ning Wanzhou: "..."

"I have thought about it all. I will be bigger and you will be younger! Don't worry, I will definitely protect you well and not let you be bullied by other concubines. I will also treat the baby you gave birth to. Wanwan, are you very happy?"

Ning Wanzhou: "..."

Sorry, he does not have the function of having a baby.

And he was not happy at all to be a concubine.

The night is like ink splashing.

The stars are turning, and the long night is about to end.

The tent next door was very simple and Nan Baoyi couldn't sleep peacefully.

When she woke up in a daze, she saw the powerful minister lying outside the couch, with a very regular posture.

Maybe I didn’t have a good rest last night, and there was fatigue hidden between my eyebrows and eyes.

She stretched out her hand, trying to relieve the fatigue between her eyebrows. As soon as her fingertips touched her, the man suddenly held her arm and turned over and pressed her under her.

"Stop messing around..."

His voice was low and deep, and his breathing was a little heavy.

Closed his eyes, and kissed her face naturally.

With a thin cocoon, her big palm even reached into the bedding and gently pressed it on her waist.

A series of actions seemed to comfort the beautiful wife.

Nan Baoyi was shocked.

Did the powerful minister treat her as a maid in his sleep?

Her body was very tight, and her whole body seemed to be stretched out and tightened. She didn't even dare to move her fingertips.

After a long time, she listened to the long breath coming from above, then she gently crawled out of the quilt, picked up the cloak thrown at the end of the bed, and rolled and ran out of the screen.

She leaned against the screen.

Danfeng's eyes were stained with peach blossoms, her pupils were moist and ignorant, she stroked her chest and gasped nervously.

Behind the screen.

Xiao Yi opened his eyes.

He licked the corners of his lips as if aftertaste, with a stark smile hidden in his eyes, like a successful wolf.

He turned over and glanced at the screen.

The silk screen is semi-transparent, and the little girl's figure is reflected on it, like a picture of a lady.

His eyes gradually became darker and deeper.

How great would it be if I could kiss and hug the little girl every morning.

In another year and a half, Nan Jiaojiao should be adults with the hairpin.

On that day, she and the palace would propose marriage on the spot, and he would propose marriage before everyone else.

This young marquis of the Xiao family has already begun to think about the contents of the gift list when proposing marriage.

Outside the screen.

Nan Baoyi finally calmed down her heartbeat, tied her cloak and was about to go out when she was hit by Chen Yichao.

The two looked at each other and were stunned.

Chen Yichao asked with wide sleeves, "Has he woke up?"

"I'm still asleep." Nan Baoyi lowered his voice, "Is there anything wrong?"

"It's not a big deal. The Minister of Revenue from Shengjing has already escorted the disaster relief bank to leave."

Nan Baoyi nodded.

She looked back at the screen, thinking about Xiao Yi's tired sleeping face, and reminded: "Since it's not an urgent matter, let me tell him when my second brother wakes up. He slept very late last night and was tired all night."

Tired for a night?

Chen Yichao looked at Nan Baoyi carefully.

After a while, he said blankly: "Please advise him to be more modest."

control?

Nan Baoyi thought for a while and thought to himself, maybe Chen Yichao didn't want his second brother to work too hard.

She had a serious face and responded seriously: "I can."

After Nan Baoyi left, Chen Yichao came to the screen.

He looked at Xiao Yi, "Last night, the leader who was loyal to Xue Dingwei had been slaughtered. All the 100,000 troops were under control."

Xiao Yi sat cross-legged and sneered: "Guess, what would Xue Dingwei do?"

"Revenge." Shen Shu said in a deep voice, "Last night, you were too anxious."

Xiao Yi just laughed.

He got up and changed his clothes, "The soldiers come to block the enemy, and the water comes to cover the earth. One hundred thousand troops, plus my 20,000 private troops, even if he, Xue Dingwei, has 400,000 troops, why should I be afraid?"

His tone was casual, with a strong arrogance and arrogance.

Chen Yichao closed his wide sleeves and his face was indifferent.

Somehow, this man has a convincing charm.

Others can't beat the more with less, but he thinks that Xiao Yi can do it.

In the afternoon, Nan Baoyi was about to leave the military camp.

Nan Baozhu wanted to learn how to ride a horse, and he rode two horses with Ning Wanzhou, and first went to Jinguan City.

Nan Baoyi and Xiao Yi said goodbye at the gate.
To be continued...