After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Xiao Yi looked up.

Seeing Shiku crying like this, he secretly squeezed the cinnabar pen tightly.

He said hoarsely: "Take the prince to the inner hall."

After the imperial study room was cleared, Shi Ku told the whole story.

Tianshu's guards followed closely and brought the crystal coffin in, carefully stopping it in the room.

A wide black cloth was placed on the coffin, obscuring the scene inside.

Xiao Yi stood up slowly.

He walked to the coffin and stared at the coffin condescendingly. He stood for about a quarter of an hour before reaching out and lifting the black cloth.

There are ice cubes in the coffin.

The girl lay quietly inside. Even though there was ice to preserve it, due to the hot summer and the long journey, the body showed faint signs of decay, and her appearance was no longer as dazzling as before.

Xiao Yi looked at her quietly, neither laughing nor crying.

Shiku led the guards to lay their heads on the ground and burst into tears: "It is a capital crime to debase one's position!"

Xiao Yi pushed open the coffin lid silently.

What hit you was the stench of rotting flesh and skin.

He said: "Gauntlets."

Shiku raised his face full of tears and was stunned for a long time before he quickly took out the deerskin gauntlet and presented it to him.

Xiao Yi put on the gauntlet and carefully examined the corpse's face.

Because the flesh was rotten and sticky, it was impossible to tell whether he was wearing a human skin mask.

But somehow, when faced with this corpse, his mood did not fluctuate at all, which was very different from the feeling of despair and collapse when he found Nan Jiaojiao in the ice cellar in his previous life.

It seemed that the person lying inside was not Nan Jiaojiao.

He knows that eyes can deceive, but the heart cannot.

Human intuition is sometimes more accurate and terrifying than detailed analysis.

Thinking of something, he suddenly opened the skirt and silk pants of the corpse.

He took out a sharp blade as thin as a willow leaf and carefully cut open the corpse's left knee.

When she was at the Minjiang Dragon King Temple, Nan Jiaojiao's knees were smashed by an iron rod. Even though she has healed long ago, there must be traces on the bones. However, on the corpse in front of her, the bones of her left knee were intact and there was no sign of injury at all. .

This body is not Nan Jiaojiao's.

Xiao Yi took off his gauntlet and stood up, and said calmly: "Tell me again your experience in Baishou Mountain in detail."

Shiku was infected by his emotions, looked at the coffin, and began to retell the experience of this period, not daring to omit a single detail.

Halfway through, he suddenly slapped his head.

He took out the snow-white and crystal-clear plant from his arms: "This is the Jieyou dug out of the flowerbed when Beizi went down the mountain. Although it may be useless now, Beizi still brought it back."

Xiao Yi took it.

This is the antidote to the poinsettia. It blooms every twenty years and bears fruit every twenty years. Now there is a small fruit hanging on the branch.

He reached out and touched the fruit. With a "chirp" sound, the fruit fell from the branch and rolled onto the white jade floor tiles.

Shi Ku was horrified and quickly held it up carefully: "Master..."

Xiao Yi screamed in pain,

He crushed the fruit with his fingertips, sawdust fell from his fingers, and a tiny sawdust pierced between his fingers, oozing out tiny traces of blood.

He seemed to be unable to feel the pain, and said expressionlessly: "Fake fruit carved from wood..."

He ordered his chamberlain to bring a soaked handkerchief and wipe the plant carefully. Part of the snow-white paint on the plant's surface was quickly wiped away, revealing its original turquoise color.

Shi Ku was horrified: "This...isn't this just an ordinary thorn tree?!"

Thinking about it carefully, when we were in Baishou Mountain, it was freezing cold all day long, and this plant was covered with a thick layer of snow. In addition, it was too precious to get close to, so everyone was deceived.

Xiao Yi crushed the wattle tree hard.

scam!

There is no crystal coffin and no worry-relieving fruit. Going to Baishou Mountain from the very beginning was a scam set up by Poinsettia!

The purpose is just to separate him and Nan Jiaojiao!

His eyes were bloodshot: "Where is the Taoist thief?!"

Shiku said honestly: "Master, he is still in Baishou Mountain."

Xiao Yi seemed to be smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Northern Xinjiang is barren.

Poinsettia has no profit and can't afford to go early. He refuses to return to Chang'an. It must be because the matter has not been completed yet.

Nan Jiaojiao must be still alive. He failed to find her, so he needs to stay there. On the other hand, he made a corpse to pretend to be Nan Jiaojiao, and asked Shiku and the others to bring her back to Chang'an to report to him. He completely gave up that attachment.

He kept saying that he was his master, and kept saying that he loved him...

But his behavior was extremely bossy!

Hatred surged in Xiao Yi's eyes: "Get ready to drive, I want to go to Baishou Mountain - no, Fei Ge first sends a letter to Xiao Sui, telling him to imprison Poinsettia immediately no matter what the price."

After all, flying pigeons to deliver messages was much faster than riding horses.

Shiku quickly agreed.

He went to prepare Fei Ge to pass the letter, and Xiao Yi overturned the Long Case like a catharsis.

He looked at the crystal coffin with dazzling eyes and said coldly: "Take it down and burn it."

Inner Temple.

Ah Ruan was lying beside the bead curtain, listening in a daze.

He didn't understand the calculation between his father and the imperial master, he only knew that A Niang was in danger now.

He rubbed his little head, suddenly turned around and ran out.

Pei Chuchu knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes, his little hands still red and swollen.

When she saw Aruosayazi running out, she quickly got up and stopped him: "You have just been taught a lesson by His Majesty, where are you going?"

A weak voice said: "Go to Baishou Mountain to find my mother-in-law!"

"You can't go!"

Pei Chuchu's face was full of peach blossoms, and his dark blue eyebrows were slightly frowned: "Finding the Queen is a matter for adults. If you go, you will only cause trouble. His Majesty wants you to study hard, so you should stay in the Imperial College. Because you are not good. Because of my good study, I have been troubled by you once, do you want to trouble me again?"

She has always been a role model for girls of the same age among the gentry.

She had never experienced the humiliation of being slapped on the palm in public.

She never wanted to go through it again.

What's more, according to her judgment, His Highness the Crown Prince's going to Baishou Mountain will definitely cause trouble to the Queen and His Majesty, so it is better not to go.

Ah Ruan was unhappy: "Sister Pei, even if I stay, I have no intention of studying. Why do you force me like the old master? I thought we were good friends, and good friends should support each other and treat each other with sincerity. If you force me again, We can’t be friends anymore!”

But Pei Chuchu refused to let him go no matter what.

It wasn't until Yuwei led the palace maid in that A Ruian was forced to give up the idea.

He glanced at Pei Chuchu unhappily and went back to the Imperial Academy to copy books angrily.

That night, Xiao Yi explained state affairs to several important officials in the court and decisively left for northern Xinjiang.

After all, Fei Ge's message could not make him feel at ease. He had to ask Poinsettia in front of him how he could be so cruel and willing to sacrifice such a sweet and sweet little junior sister.

The aristocratic families in Chang'an stayed up half the night, gathering together to eat melon seeds and discuss.

How long has it been since the emperor came back?

He ran away again.

I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse to have such an infatuated emperor.

…

It is sinking to the west day by day, and the desert is solitary.

Dusk in the Gobi grassland always seems to come earlier than in the Central Plains.

A fast horse appeared on the old official road, galloping towards the south.

The girl on horseback has dusty shoulders, wearing deerskin boots and a gauze robe. Her delicate and bright face is randomly smeared with mud, but her eyes are moist and clean, like a lonely moon on the grassland.

She held the reins with one hand and set up a pergola with the other to gaze into the distance.

A majestic dark city tower stretches between the north and south of the sky and the earth. The tower connects the left and right Great Walls and extends toward the sky. It is like the Milky Way cut by the Queen Mother with a golden hairpin, completely dividing Dayong and the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Crossing the Great Wall is the territory of Dayong, the territory of the second brother.

Nan Baoyi smiled sweetly and shouted "drive" proudly.

The horse raised large amounts of dust on the official road, and the scarlet robes flew freely.

She is going home...

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Good night

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