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Nan Baoyi looked at it curiously: "Then what are you doing?"

Xiao Yidao: "At the night of Shangyuan, the capital city is empty of thousands of people. The government specially set up a dojo in a lively place, let the prisoners in the prison pretend to be thieves and prostitutes, and write down their crimes, and then let Jing Zhaoyin publicly announce their punishment. to warn the world."

Nan Baoyi shook the round fan lightly, with a smile hidden in his eyes.

She knew that during the Lantern Festival carnival in the capital, even ladies with deep boudoirs could dress up gorgeously and take to the streets to play all night long.

Such actions by the government can deter some potential criminals and warn them not to take advantage of the crowd to steal property and covet beauty.

It is also to tell the girls who come out to play, even if you dress up brightly and play recklessly, the government will protect you!

She bent Danfeng's eyes: "Is this the idea of ​​the second elder brother?"

Xiao Yi smiled without saying a word.

On the other side, Ning Wanzhou noticed them and walked over with a knife on his waist.

The fifteen-year-old boy was already taller than Nan Baozhu.

He looked at Nan Baozhu and said frankly: "My sister is well dressed tonight."

This is a bit beyond the rules.

Nan Baozhu sneaked a glance at her sister, and saw her laughing behind her back.

Her cheeks were flushed, and she turned her face away unnaturally: "Whether I look good or not, I still need you to comment? Don't I usually look good?"

Ning Wanzhou raised her eyebrows evilly: "Of course my sister is also very beautiful on weekdays. Sis, the officer just gave each of us a errand tonight a dime. Shall I treat my sister to a supper?"

After finishing speaking, he boldly took Nan Baozhu's hand,

Nan Baozhu was startled: "Ning Wanzhou, do you still have any rules?"

But the young man held her hand so tightly that she couldn't break free at all.

With half push and half push, she was abducted by Ning Wanzhou for supper.

Nan Baoyi envied: "Second brother, I also want to eat supper."

Xiao Yi took her to the Yuelao Temple in Guanfengtai. Opposite the Yuelao Temple, there were many vendors selling food.

The two sat down at the table of the Eight Immortals, and Xiao Yi asked Xiao Er to serve two bowls of sesame glutinous rice balls.

While waiting, Nan Baoyi saw a seller of beast masks and sugar figures not far away, and said happily: "Second brother, I'm going to buy masks and sugar figures, you wait for me!"

She has always been very active.

Before Xiao Yi could say a word, the little girl had already rushed into the crowd.

He silently squeezed the center of his brows, and signaled Shiyan to lead the hidden guards to keep up with the protection.

Nan Baoyi bought two amber sugar figurines.

Just as she was about to buy a beast mask, someone suddenly grabbed her by the sleeve from behind.

She looked back.

The girl in a light-colored jacket and skirt, with an ordinary appearance and the scent of books all over her body, stood quietly under the lantern with no smile on her face, out of tune with the bustle around her.

Nan Baoyi turned around holding the sugar figurine, curious: "Miss Song?"

Song Rou gave her a blessing, and said in a low voice: "Can you trouble the Princess, and come with me to the Prince's Mansion? Your Royal Highness... the current situation is very bad."

Nan Baoyi was silent.

Seeing Song Rou like this, one knew that she would definitely take care of the prince during the period when the prince was deposed.

She hesitated: "I don't have a deep friendship with His Royal Highness, so I went to visit him rashly—"

"Your Highness has fallen to this point because of you." Song Rou said in a deep voice, "Your Highness is sick, but the Princess is here to eat, drink and have fun, don't you feel any guilt?"

Nan Baoyi: "..."

She really didn't.

It wasn't she who pushed Chu Huainan to force the palace to seize the throne, so why blame her!

She licked the candy man twice, seeing that Song Rou was almost about to cry, and finally her heart softened a little.

Chu Huainan was abolished as a commoner, but Song Rou never left him, which can be regarded as true temperament.

She said, "Okay then, I'm just going to tell my second brother."

"Xiao Yi and Gu Chongshan teamed up and harmed His Highness! He is jealous of His Highness, and he will not allow you to visit His Highness in the Prince's Mansion." Song Rou's eyes were red, and she raised her sleeve to wipe her tears, "We won't eat you, why are you As for being so cautious?!"

Nan Baoyi raised his eyebrows.

She handed a handkerchief to Song Rou to wipe her tears: "Lead the way."

Anyway, the second elder brother must have sent secret guards to protect her, so he is not afraid of accidents.

Prince's Mansion is about two quarters of an hour's drive from Guanfeng Lake.

After the carriage came to a complete stop, Nan Baoyi stepped on a stool to get out of the carriage. The houses in Yuanhe Street were lively, and rows of red lanterns were hung in the courtyard of the mansion.

The Prince's Mansion was exceptionally quiet.

The plaque had already been removed, because no one cleaned it, the snow was thick in front of the mansion, and the stone lions were full of fallen leaves, and there was no New Year's atmosphere.

Song Rou pushed open the mansion door.

Nan Baoyi has never seen what the Prince's Mansion looked like before, but the current mansion is overgrown with wild grass, the rockery is dark, and even the painted verandah is dull.

A few quiet white lanterns flickered in the cold wind.

An indistinct cry came from the depths of the house, like a ghost.

Song Rou said as she walked: "Today is the Shangyuan Festival, but it is also the memorial day for the late empress. Those who cried are all old people who used to serve the late empress in the palace."

Walking to the front of the main house, the fan was closed and the lights were dim.

Song Rou pushed away the fan, and a strong smell of medicine came to her face.

Passing through the next room, Nan Baoyi saw the green tent rolled up, Chu Huainan was lying on the couch in thin pajamas, his long hair was hanging down beside the pillow towel, his face that used to be as warm as jade was like pale gold paper.

He lost a lot of weight.

Cheng Zaixi sat by the couch holding the medicine bowl, crying very hard.

She looked up at Song Rou, choked with sobs: "Sister Song, the medicine won't go in anymore...how much you feed, it will come out from the corner of His Highness's mouth...Is Your Highness dying?"

Song Rou instantly turned pale.

Cheng Zaixi noticed Nan Baoyi, and his face full of tears immediately twisted.

She put down the medicine bowl, and was about to slap Nan Baoyi when she rushed up!

Nan Baoyi avoided it.

Cheng Zaixi bumped into the round table, her stomach hurt so much that she grinned her teeth, so she turned around and stared at Nan Baoyi angrily: "Bitch, it's not enough for you to harm my family, you are here to murder His Highness the Crown Prince again! Nan Baoyi, you are a bastard, You are a beauty and a disaster!"

Song Rou stared at her coldly: "I invited the princess back, shut up."

After training Cheng Zaixi, she said to Nan Baoyi: "Your Highness has no cure for the medicine stone now. I think he cares about you. If you feed the medicine yourself, he might be willing to drink it. Please help the princess."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the medicine bowl and presented it to Nan Baoyi seriously.

Nan Baoyi disliked it very much.

She is usually very helpful, but after all, she is a girl who has not left the court, how can she go to the man's house she does not know and give him medicine?

What's more, Cheng Zaixi scolded her head and face.

It's not that she's so cheap, why do you want to help her!

Seeing her eating sugar indifferently, Song Rou felt overwhelmed, and suddenly knelt down with the medicine bowl in her hand.

She raised the medicine bowl high above her head: "Please help the princess!"

Nan Baoyi was so startled that he quickly avoided it.

She raised her eyebrows: "Miss Song, what are you doing? You want to shorten my life, don't you?"

Song Rou knelt on the spot with her back straight, with tears streaming down her face: "Princess, please help Your Highness for a while!"

Nan Baoyi's heart was trembling.

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