Shen Nanbao narrowed her eyes slightly. In an instant, she turned her head and bowed to Old Mrs. Yin lightly, "Grandma, I don't have to worry about it."
After she finished speaking, she bowed and walked out.
The sound of the patter of rain became louder and louder, and the smell of coldness was even more pronounced.
Shen Nanbao stood in front of the window, looking at the exquisite corridors and green tiles and white walls that surrounded the four corners of the courtyard. He couldn't help but raise his eyes and look at the dome that showed a dark color in the curtain of rain. .
After looking at it for a long time, it feels like a person standing at the bottom of a well.
Shen Nanbao narrowed his eyes with a vigilance that was unparalleled in the world.
At this moment, Fengyue held an oil-paper umbrella and walked over through the rain, with a smile on her face, "Sister, shall we go back?"
After saying this, Mother Hu came over from the veranda to take care of things. She walked past her with her head buried in a hurry, opened the curtain and walked into the inner room.
The autumn-colored ears are still swaying.
Feng Yue's face turned red when she saw it, and she said angrily: "These servants don't even have eyesight? Are they so ignorant of etiquette? You don't even know how to be polite when you see me?"
Shen Nanbao's face was pale. She looked at the water-soaked green bricks at her feet and said softly: "There are only two girls in the Shen family. How can there be four girls?"
Shen Nanbao saw Feng Yue's confused eyes and smiled a little lonely, "A girl is only a girl who recognizes her ancestors and returns to the clan. I am just a guest temporarily staying in the Shen Mansion with the surname Shen. I need any courtesy from my servants."
This is what the mistress Peng said in her previous life.
She heard it clearly.
At that time, she didn't care much, and felt that there was no need to involve so many relatives in the mansion that killed her biological mother.
Now thinking about himself at that time, Shen Nanbao just felt stupid.
Shen Nan Baoying's lips slightly curled up in a mocking arc, "Besides, if Mother Hu left in such a hurry, she must have something important to talk to grandma about."
As Zhengxiang said, the curtain was lifted high, and Old Mrs. Yin walked out with an anxious face. When she saw Shen Nanbao, she was a little surprised, "Why are you still here?"
Before Shen Nanbao could answer, Mrs. Yin coughed several times.
Mother Hu stroked Mrs. Yin's back and reassured her, "Lao An, don't be anxious. Nothing will happen to me."
Old Mrs. Yin ignored her, covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and muttered: "Go to the front hall."
Just as he took a step forward, Shen Nanbao's crisp voice sounded from behind, "Did something happen to grandma?"
Old Mrs. Yin waved her hands, saying it was okay, but when she turned around and saw Shen Nanbao's young and beautiful face, her words rolled on the tip of her tongue and she said, "Sister Bao, come with me."
Shen's hairpin family has been serving in the imperial court since the generation of the old Taizu, and they have been high officials for several generations. Even the somewhat declining masters are now serving as general affairs ministers.
Therefore, the Shen Mansion was decorated in a particularly grand manner, with green tiles, red roofs, stacks of pavilions, and countless flowers competing for their beauty.
So much so that the Bishan Changfang where the old lady lived was half a cup of tea away from the main hall.
It was also thanks to this distance that Mrs. Yin had time to tell Shen Nanbao, "Son, when you go to the front hall later, when you see the situation, you cry and say something about the relationship between father and daughter. You are a woman, so in front of the hall." The Commander-in-Chief will not embarrass you too much."
Shen Nanbao raised his eyebrows and sneered secretly.
The commander-in-chief in front of the palace is a figure who crawled out from among the dead.
What scene has I never seen before that would make me afraid of a woman crying?
What's more, it is unseemly for a woman who has not left the palace to meet her husband.
Her grandmother's words were high-sounding, but in fact she didn't care about her reputation at all.
Shen Nanbao thought and frowned, making a gloomy look, "Grandma, don't worry, my granddaughter won't embarrass the Shen family."
The sad voice made Old Mrs. Yin turn her head and look at her.
The continuous spring rain has covered the sky with a thick layer of shadow, preventing light from penetrating.
But the servants were diligent, and scattered lights were hung on the corridor. As the wind swayed, the thin and soft light rippled on Shen Nanbao's face, covering her silky cheeks with a faint halo. The long eyelashes are clever and calm.
Old Mrs. Yin couldn't help but sigh secretly.
How old is she?
When Sister Yi was her age, she was still carefree fluttering about butterflies and catching bees.
And what about her?
He has to put on armor and go into battle for a father he has never seen before, and see the indifference of the world.
A trace of unbearability flashed across Old Mrs. Yin's face, and she couldn't help but trim the silver hairpin on her bun, "Good girl, go in, don't keep the commander waiting."
It was clearly a gentle tone, but Shen Nanbao's heart felt cold.
She raised her head, looked at the front hall in front of her, said softly, and then silently helped Mrs. Yin walk in.
The heavy curtain was opened, and the first thing that came into view was Ban Zhi, dressed in golden clothes and armor. They stood as straight as bamboo, pressing their knives neatly, and their sharp eyes were like hidden weapons, shooting at them from all directions in an instant.
Seeing this, Shen Nanbao felt like he had become a sieve.
The wind was blown everywhere, and my whole body was terribly cold.
But soon, Shen Nanbao adjusted his mood, straightened his chest, and helped Old Mrs. Yin in with his head lowered and calmly.
It was at this time that Mrs. Peng, the mistress of the Shen family, rushed over with her feet covered in dust, "Mother."
Old Mrs. Yin glanced at her angrily and said nothing. She went to meet the man who was sitting high in the hall and bowed politely. "It's raining today, and many of the servants are tired. I have actually slacked off in communicating with you, and the commander of the church has been waiting for a long time."
Shen Nanbao followed the salute with his eyes and nose, his nose and nose were attentive. From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the gold-woven python that stretched across his arm. He raised his eyes out of nowhere and looked at the man in front of him.
He was wearing a sapphire blue round-neck brocade robe, with a face made of fine jade, and a pair of sharp and clean eyes, like the dawn on the top of the snow-capped mountains. As he looked towards himself, it seemed as if they were shining into his heart.
It turns out that this is Xiao Yichen, the current favorite minister of the Holy Emperor and the commander of the Palace Front Division!
She thought that a military commander like this should be a majestic man with overwhelming power, but she didn't expect his appearance to be so delicate, like a painted sculpture.
Shen Nanbao thought about it and suddenly felt rude and quickly lowered his head.
It was during this gap that Xiao Yichen spoke, "I always come to the house to arrest people, and I'm used to not being treated well by others. So there's no need for the old lady to be polite. Ask Master Shen to come out and follow me to the front office of the palace." Come on, you won’t have to waste time traveling around.”
He said it so straightforwardly that Old Mrs. Yin, who was used to being hypocritical and submissive, didn't know how to answer.
It was Peng who raised a smile and replied: "We, the Shen family, have always been impartial and law-abiding, so we naturally cooperate with your master's arrangements. It's just that the palace commander's trip requires a lot of travel. Why don't you drink some hot tea to relieve your fatigue?"
As he said this, Mrs. Peng held the fine porcelain teapot on the Eight Immortals table with her arms folded and started to pour tea.
Xiao Yichen didn't look sideways and stretched out his hand to block it, "No need, I have many enemies. I never drink their tea easily for fear of being poisoned."
The corner of Peng's mouth twitched, her heart was so angry that her brain hurt.
Poison.
It’s a shame he could speak out.
A dignified and handsome man, such a big man, if he died in Shen's mansion.
Others clapped their hands and cheered, shouting that the thorn was missing, and stared at them in fear every day.
Everyone in Shen Mansion must die!
Old Mrs. Yin looked on and secretly thought that Chen Guang, who was the master of the final decision, could not help but get angry after being insulted by others. She muttered secretly and spoke, "The palace commander has done all the evil for the saint. When A model of officialdom..."
Xiao Yichen waved his hand to interrupt her, "Old lady, why bother talking anymore? It's better to invite Lord Shen out, so as not to make the old lady sad when my men capture and injure Lord Shen."
Even if Mrs. Yin lives for a long time, she is just a woman and a child. She has never dealt with such a blood-licker, so she did not expect Xiao Yichen to be so unsophisticated.
The scene fell into a stalemate for a while.
The atmosphere became increasingly tense.
Old Mrs. Yin couldn't help but look at Shen Nanbao, and saw her bowing her head politely and keeping herself aloof. She couldn't help but frown. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Shen Nanbao raise his head and call out.
"Your Majesty."
There was a cry like a warbler, like a hot blade cutting through the ice in the room.
Xiao Yichen turned his head, and Shen Nanbao's clean and porcelain face reflected in his cold eyes.
But seeing her smile, he said: "It's a good time that the Commander-in-Chief has come. Earlier, my father was worried about the corruption case and didn't know how to clear his grievances. But now that the Commander-in-Chief comes, it makes us feel very relieved. After all, the Commander-in-Chief has always been very aware of everything and avoids lynching." , he was beaten into a trick, resulting in an unjust verdict!"
Shen Nanbao held back his heart that was about to jump out of his throat and cautiously saluted him, "Commander, you tell me, right?"
She said, looking at him with her clear eyes, her smile as pure as an orchid.
Xiao Yichen, who was sitting in the seat, didn't know what he thought of. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and asked in a sneer, "How are you doing at home, young lady?"
