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Chapter 220 Xiao Yi bows his head and sniffs the fragrance of the skirt(1/2)

Xiao Yi chuckled.

He forgot that the Nan family loved to join in the fun the most.

He Yangyang invited him, "Three days later, the new imperial envoy arrived in Jinguan City, and the Xue family held a banquet in the Jinyu Hall to greet him. In the case of disaster relief silver theft, Jiaojiao made great contributions, and naturally was also invited."

"Call me a little sister..."

Nan Baoyi muttered to correct him.

She walked to the closet.

The wardrobe made of golden nanmu is filled with the shallow hibiscus fragrance and is filled with seasonal dresses.

She hesitated and was struggling with which piece she should wear on the day of the banquet.

They took it out and gestured one by one, some thought it was simple and some thought it was fancy.

When I bought it, I thought everything looked good, but when I was going out, I had a few cupboards of clothes, but I still felt that I still had no clothes to wear.

Xiao Yi looked at her.

She almost went into the closet and shook her dress hard, like a puppy eating.

The ground was covered with gauze skirts she had drawn out.

He picked up a skirt with tender willow yellow embroidered ginger flowers, which he had seen a little girl wearing.

Twisted the soft gauze, and he lowered his eyes and sniffed it.

Very fragrant...

"Second brother, look at this lotus red skirt-"

Nan Baoyi turned around happily and was slamming Xiao Yi with his head down and sniffing the fragrance of his skirt.

The thin lips curled gently, and the lowered Danfeng eyes chuckled with a chuckling.

"Well."

She was shocked.

Xiao Yi came back to his senses, put down his skirt calmly, and said seriously: "Nan Jiaojiao, your skirt is so fragrant that it is choking."

Nan Baoyi was speechless.

Is it so close to smell it?

Those who don't know thought he was a pervert.

She gestured at the lotus red skirt, "Second brother, what do you think of this one?"

Xiao Yi lazily held his chin.

Forgive him, he thought that Nan Jiaojiao was wearing almost the same thing. She had no breasts and butts, could she wear a flower?

What's more, it's just a banquet, not a beauty pageant.

Thinking of this, he smiled and said, "The lotus red skirt is very beautiful, as the saying goes, "The lotus leaves are endless and green, and the lotus flowers are different from the sun."

It seems to be praising clothes, or it seems to be praising people.

Nan Baoyi was secretly happy, her little face blushed, and asked again: "What about this pear blossoms?"

"Suddenly, the spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed."

Nan Baoyi laughed shyly.

She took out another set, "Is this one embroidered with cardamom?"

"There are more than thirteen years of grace and the beginning of the second month of the cardamom."

"Where is this piece of peony embroidered with gold thread?"

"Famous flowers are so popular that the country and the two of them are happy, and the king often sees them with a smile."

"This is a light cloud yarn?"

"The clouds think of clothes and flowers think of appearance, and the spring breeze blows through the threshold and the dew is thick."

The last two sentences praise Yang Guifei.

Nan Baoyi felt that the powerful ministers clearly praised her for her beauty!

She smiled and bent her eyebrows.

She threw away the skirt and shyly held her face, "Second brother is really... OK, what are you talking about the truth? It's so shy."

As he said this, his little face was very satisfied.

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows.

He took a sip of tea and thought to himself that this was a praising me.

Every girl is from every family, no matter what they ask, just praise her, just praise her hard!

He Ye hurried in from outside and was startled to see the scattered skirts on the ground.

She called a few little maids to come in and clean up, and whispered: "Miss, something happened in the front yard! Nan Jing unfortunately fell and hurt his forehead. After the doctor came over to check and bandage, the third master sent the doctor out, and the maid went to the kitchen to decoct medicine. In just a while, Nan Jing disappeared!"

"Absent?"

Nan Baoyi was holding a dress, very curious.

Heye nodded, "The master is so anxious. He brought a group of servants to the sky and couldn't find him. He probably has left the mansion. Now he has gone to the government office to report the case, and he may search the entire Jinguan City."

The maids put their skirts into the closet and retreated out in an orderly manner.

Nan Baoyi looked thoughtful.

She suddenly looked at Xiao Yi: "Second brother, what do you think about this? If Nan Jing's mind gets hit like this, it will be better, will he take revenge on me?"

Xiao Yi drank fragrant tea and "Jumping Clown."

Nan Baoyi smiled.

Although Nan Jing is a little clever, he is narrow-minded and will never be able to accomplish a big deal.

It's really not worth her worrying.

She ignored the flood outside and just stayed in the boudoir, practicing her gait in front of the bronze mirror from morning to night.

In his previous life, he was in the deep palace. The teaching nannies said that there was never a shortage of beauties in the harem.

What is missing is a real beauty.

A beauty is in the bones, not in the skin, and the appearance, demeanor, and demeanor are the criteria for measuring a beauty.

She was once destroyed because of her appearance and was so inferior that she dared not look up for a long time.

But the words of the nanny instructed her cheered up.

She entered the palace late, and was not as good as those little palace maids who had been trained long ago. She could only practice her palace steps and demeanor more diligently.

In the deep and long palace alley, she was alone, with a book on her head, and walked over and over again with a decent palace stance, regardless of wind and rain, until her feet were grinding out blood bubbles and calluses.

Later, she became the one with the most elegant demeanor among the palace maids.

The fragrance of the boudoir is quiet.

Nan Baoyi walked towards the bronze mirror step by step with a scroll on her head.

The fine beads of sweat rolled down the forehead.

She tried hard to restrain her lame legs, how she would move to appear normal, and she kept it in mind.

Her smile is sweet, and her eyebrows are curved like crescent moons.

In this life, the girl from the Nan family should be unparalleled in her glory.

She wants to appear in front of people with a radiant posture!

Three days pass by like a flash of time.

The reception banquet is scheduled at dusk.

Xiao Yi and others were outside the mansion.

Not long after, the Zhuqi Mansion door slowly opened.

The girl who appeared in her field of vision had skin that was better than snow, her red lips were full, and her eyes were smudged from deep to shallow, her makeup was beautiful, and her cloud bun was exquisite.

As we walk, lotus grows step by step, delicate and reserved, and we can fully deserve the saying "unparalleled in the world".

"Second brother..."

As he approached, Nan Baoyi raised his little face and said, "Can you still see that I'm limping?"

Xiao Yi said warmly: "I can't see a little."

Nan Baoyi bent her lips.

She folded her hands on her chest and turned around lightly, "This flower-colored embroidered hibiscus skirt was found by lotus leaves. It is said that she looks white in early summer and is very quiet and elegant. In the eyes of the imperial envoy, she looks more like a lady with indifferent fame and fortune. What do the second brother thinks?"

"The lotus comes out of clear water, and it is naturally decorated."
To be continued...
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