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Chapter 235 Nan Baoyi jumped up and slapped Xiao Yi!

Nan Baoyi refused to retreat.

She had red eyes and said, "If you want to hit her, just hit me first."

Xiao Yihan glanced at the dark guard with a face.

The secret guard immediately dragged away the master and servant, raised his hands and slapped Heye's face!

They were all martial arts practitioners. After slapping them, blood stains immediately flowed from the corner of Heye’s mouth.

Nanbaoyi Point Sword

She can't forget how Heye protected her in Chengfu in her previous life.

After nine out of the cold, she exchanged her innocence for her quilt and charcoal, and her marriage for her a place in the backyard, and she devoted her life for her!

Nan Baoyi broke away from her maid like crazy, jumped up and slapped Xiao Yi in the face!

The messy shouting in the bedroom stopped instantly.

The secret guard maid Heye looked at them in shock.

Even Chen Yichao and Jiang Suihan, who were alarmed by the riots and rushed to see the fun, were stunned.

"My..." Jiang Suihan rubbed his eyes, "Nan Wu actually slapped the brother of the Xiao family. It's a lifetime series!"

Chen Yichao's face looked very bad.

He held several gossip copper coins in his palm tightly and stared at Nan Baoyi with a bad expression.

After Nan Baoyi finished beating, he felt a little scared.

The man in front of him was not only her fiancé, but also a dignified minister of Dali Temple, the Grand Governor of Zhenxi who was in charge of hundreds of thousands of troops in Shu County, and the Prince Jing, the Royal Family of the Dayong.

Any name that comes out is enough to let the Nan family drink a pot.

She slowly lowered her hands and took two steps back in fear.

Xiao Yi was wearing white clothes and stood under the lights expressionlessly.

The girl's strength was not obvious on the slap marks on his cheek.

only……

Nan Baoyi lowered her eyes and said, "You have a high position and a powerful person, and I can't beat you. However, you have no reason to bully my maid."

The house is silent.

After a long time, Xiao Yi laughed and ordered lightly: "Go back to Prince Jing's Mansion."

Nan Baoyi was stunned.

He is leaving?!

The secret guards were well-trained and immediately packed up the items in the cage.

However, in just half an hour, Xiao Yi's bedroom was transported all away, and even Chen Yichao and Jiang Suihan's daily life were moved away.

It's already midnight.

The entire southern mansion was noisy and brightly lit, and even woke the old lady and other elders up.

After hearing the maid report about Chaowenyuan, Nan Guang put his hands in his sleeves and smiled and said, "Jiaojiao, that guy Xiao Yi is gone! My father has seen clearly now. What's the best thing to marry an official family? The rules are so many favors and complicated. It's better to marry a wealthy businessman!"

"Don't be fooled."

Cheng Yerou glared at him secretly.

The old lady was wearing her outer clothes and sighed and hugged Nan Bao's clothes into her arms.

He Ye was wrong and Xiao Yi ordered someone to slap her, which was nothing.

On the contrary, her granddaughter was spoiled by her elders when she was young, and she grew up a little, and Xiao Yi was spoiled by her, making her charming. Tonight's actions were first sent to follow and inquire about her fiancé's whereabouts, and then slapped him on the maid, which was really a matter of slapping him.

If it is spread, it will be accused of being contrary to the teachings of the boudoir.

Nan Baoyi bit the handkerchief, tears rolling in his eyes.

She said, "Grandmother, will he not marry me?"

The old lady wiped her tears.

She could see that her granddaughter was probably already deeply in love with Xiao Yi.

Yes, now, how many other men can compare to Xiao Yi's demeanor and power?

How can other men be loved by such men?

She comforted her kindly: "You have grown up together since childhood. How could you not have a love relationship for more than ten years be gone? When Jiaojiao grows up, you will understand that no matter how loving the couple is, they will have a rift in the years. Isn't marriage just a noisy breakup and reunion?"

Nan Baoyi was thinking.

Back to Chaowenyuan, the yard was empty.

She stepped into the bedroom, and Heye immediately fell to the ground and apologized for crying.

Nan Baoyi helped her up, ordered Yun Xiu to get the ointment, and whispered to her: "Today's affairs are my dispute with him, and they have nothing to do with you. If you really feel guilty, lay paper and grind ink for me."

She had already figured it out and it was her fault to send someone to find out about his whereabouts.

The beauty who insulted the piano was a prostitute and also had a bad mouth.

She was even more wrong with slapping Xiao Yi.

If it is wrong, just change it.

The girl closed her veil skirt, knelt behind the short table, picked up the bright glass lantern, and carefully picked up the pen and licked the ink.

In three days, it will be winter hunting. She plans to write an apology letter to Xiao Yi. When they calm down, they will discuss his singing, buying peach blossoms and listening to music.

It was the day of winter hunting.

The powerful and nobles in the capital were waving flags and luxurious carriages, heading towards the hunting grounds of the city in a mighty manner.

Nan Baoyi arrived at the hunting ground with the imperial guards, and the tent on the side of the field had been set up.

She wanted to go to the Jingwang team to find Xiao Yi, but before she could find the other party's trace, she heard the noble ladies on the roadside excitedly comments:

"Did you hear that? A few days ago, Prince Jing and Nan Baoyi had a frustration!"

"Of course I heard it! Nan Baoyi even slapped the prince in the face, which made the prince very angry!"

"I think this marriage may soon be ruined. I have been in a very disparity in the family and Nan Baoyi is not worthy of Prince Jing."

"Who is not? Although he was named Princess, the merchant is from a merchant and is full of stinking money, and he is not even qualified to stand by the prince!"

"Hehe, let me tell you a good news. Princess Jing also feels that Nan Baoyi is not worthy of the prince. She is planning to use this winter hunting to choose the prince's concubine again!"

The conversation was endless.

Various words of "qualification" and "unworthy" echo repeatedly in Nan Bao's ears.

The girl stood in the snow with a cold face.

She walked to the crowd.

The noble women were talking and talking, and found that the master was right in front of him. They were frightened and hurriedly kept silent.

Nan Baoyi sneered: "I'm not worthy of him?"

The women pushed each other and did not speak out.

"I came from a business, so I can't deserve him?"

Nan Baoyi approached step by step, and his eyes gradually turned red.

The grievances that have been suppressed for several days are on the verge of an outbreak.

She worked hard to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, tried every means to please him, find disaster relief money for him, calmed down the chaos in Jianmen Pass, and ventured into Qingfeng for him alone...

She was in danger of death, but what she got was just a word that was not worthy of?!

The girl suddenly smashed the enamel warmer and asked sternly: "Where is I not worthy of him? How can I be worse than you? I am my turn to laugh at me?"

The girls were startled by her straightforward temper and were shocked and silent.

Nan Baoyi raised his hand and pointed at me one by one: "General Weiyuan's mansion is extremely extravagant and owed me 100,000 taels of snow-patterned silver in the Nanjia Money House; Huangmen's mansion, Zhong Mingding Ding Food, owed me 80,000 taels of snow-patterned silver in the Nanjia Money House; Lin's mansion—"

"Enough!" The noble girl of the Lin family was dissatisfied, "Isn't it just that she owe your family a few bad money? What's there to be proud of?"

"That's right, the guy who will be abandoned by the prince is about to have nothing but money. What's your temper at us?"

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