After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Seeing her stiff back, Xiao Sui frowned and said, "I'm asking you a question."

It is scorching hot in the Central Plains, but the dusk in Northern Xinjiang is very cold. The water in the pond is slightly cold. The woman's fingertips are trembling slightly, and the slender knuckles are glowing with a frosty red color.

She slowly put down the clothes that she had not yet wrung out, stood up and wiped her hands on her apron.

Just when Xiao Sui thought she was going to turn around and answer the question, she suddenly ran away.

Xiao Sui's eyes narrowed.

Without time to think, he subconsciously urged his horse to chase.

There are many trees in the mountain village and the ground is uneven.

Xiao Sui watched her disappear around the corner of the village. He felt that this woman was extremely strange. He frowned and simply dismounted to look for her himself.

Separated by a door, the room was dimly lit.

The girl leaned behind the door, listening to the sound of military boots fading away, and slowly lowered her eyelashes.

She reached out and gently pulled off the floral scarf covering her hair.

Her long hair cascaded down her head, but it was a snow-white color that was inconsistent with her age.

She walked to the corner, added two pieces of charcoal to the stove, and stirred the brown concoction in the pottery jar. The warm concoction gave off a strange smell, and it was already so bitter that it was nauseating without even taking a sip. .

The girl took a small bowl to hold the concoction.

When she was in Chang'an, she wanted to lift Xiao Sui's curse. She thought that such a ceremony would require sacrificing her life to the God of Fire. Unexpectedly, at the end of the ceremony, she was only burned out of her clothes, and she was still alive, but only for one night. He aged several dozen years.

She didn't want Xiao Sui to see her getting older.

Relying on her superb Qinggong skills, she sneaked out of the palace and returned to her hometown. She made medicine according to the prescriptions recorded in the clan to treat her illness. Now her appearance and skin are young again, but her hair has not turned black yet.

She originally planned to drink the medicine for another half month, and then go look for Xiao Sui after she was completely recovered.

But who would have thought that he would actually come to the door...

She frowned slightly and mustered up the courage to drink half the bowl of medicine.

The medicine was so bitter that her liver and gallbladder were filled with bitterness. She dropped the medicine bowl, covered her neck with one hand, and lay on the table, retching desperately, choking until tears came out.

When I was feeling uncomfortable, someone handed me a bowl of water.

Huo Tingyu looked at the hand with distinct joints and was slightly stunned.

She slowly raised her head.

Xiao Sui broke in at some point and squatted beside her, stroking her back with one hand and looking at her intently.

Huo Tingyu's pupils shrank and he fell to the ground in fright.

She quickly raised her sleeves to cover half of her face: "You...you recognized the wrong person!"

She wanted to retreat, but Xiao Sui grabbed her arm forcefully and pulled her into his arms.

He stroked her white hair. Although the expression on his face was indifferent, the look in his eyes was gentle: "I haven't said who you are, how do you know that I have the wrong person?"

Huo Tingyu was forced to lie in his arms, like a frightened little animal, so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do.

Xiao Sui held her little face.

His phoenix eyes were cold and dark. He wanted to see through this girl who was as hard to catch as a swimming fish. He stared at it for half a cup of tea.

It’s like I haven’t seen enough yet.

After a while, his Adam's apple moved slightly, as if he had a thousand words to say, but in the end he just sighed and held her in his arms: "Huo Tingyu, I have been sad for a long time after you left."

Huo Tingyu's face tightened, and his round pupils flashed with confusion.

She once almost killed Xiao Sui. Did Xiao Sui not blame her at all?

Before she could figure it out, Xiao Sui had already stood up and packed a small baggage for her in a few moments: "Follow me back to Wuxiang City."

Huo Tingyu quickly covered her hair and jumped back: "I look like this -"

"What does she look like?" Xiao Sui glanced at her seriously, as if he couldn't see her white hair, and his posture was very strong, "Other than being thinner, there is nothing wrong with her."

Huo Tingyu pursed his lips.

Somehow, a little joy quietly emerged from my usually reserved and inferior heart.

While she was still struggling, a follower hurriedly stepped through the door, holding a carrier pigeon in his hand: "Master, the flying pigeon from Chang'an is delivering a message!"

Xiao Sui untied the letter from the pigeon's lap.

It was a letter from the Second Emperor's brother. The letter did not explain the reason, but only asked him to imprison Poinsettia immediately at all costs.

Huo Tingyu stood on tiptoes to read the letter: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Sui's eyes flashed with heavy thoughts, and he quickly realized what was going on.

He squeezed the letter tightly: "I fell into the trap of luring the tiger away from the mountain. Nan Baoyi is in danger!"

Although Huo Tingyu didn't understand, he was very worried about Nan Baoyi.

She said: "Then, let's go help Sister Nan quickly?"

Xiao Sui looked at her.

She was actually willing to leave Huai Village with him...

Sensing his gaze, Huo Tingyu blushed slightly and turned away unnaturally: "Don't think twice, I didn't leave for you... I once thought about killing Sister Nan, but she treated me badly But it's very good, I owe her a favor. I am most familiar with the terrain on the border, so you are right to take me with you."

Xiao Sui smiled.

He calmly took Huo Tingyu's little hand and walked outside the house.

Huo Tingyu's heart skipped a beat, and his palms instantly felt hot.

She tried to break away from Xiao Sui's hand, but found that it was in vain.

She glanced at Xiao Sui's side face, which was as calm as the wind and moon, and whispered: "Looks like he is a gentleman who practices Buddhism and Taoism, but he bullies a little girl in a serious manner..."

Xiao Sui curved his lips without leaving a trace, holding her hand and refusing to let go.

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When Xiao Sui returned to Wuxiang City with Huo Tingyu, Gu Chongshan's carriage had already arrived at Wangting.

As soon as they entered the city, a trusted guard hurried over to report: "Master, your Majesty can't hold on any longer and is critically ill!"

Nan Baoyi has recovered as before. Hearing this, his face turned slightly pale.

She looked at Gu Chongshan.

The nine thousand-year-old, who had always been emotionless, suddenly tightened his grip on the door frame of the carriage. His joints turned white, his jawline tightened, and his eyes were cold and dark, like an abyss with no bottom.

He wanted to say something, but his thin lips couldn't stop trembling.

He had never been so out of control.

Nan Baoyi thought about the brotherly relationship between him and Gu Yu for so many years, and understood his mood very well, and ordered for him: "Enter the palace immediately."

Qinfeng quickly said yes.

The carriage sped towards the palace.

Gu Chongshan lowered his head and covered his face with his hands, unable to see his expression clearly.

Nan Baoyi poured him a cup of hot tea: "Prince Regent?"

Gu Chongshan's face was still buried in his palms.

Nan Baoyi's eyes fell on Gu Chongshan's palms. His hands were trembling. They were obviously a pair of iron-blooded hands that held power, but at this moment they seemed fragile and could no longer pick up anything.

Without any courage, Nan Baoyi suddenly held Gu Chongshan's hand.

His hands were cold to the bone.

Nan Baoyi tried his best to help him. In his surprised and gloomy eyes, he comforted him: "May you be blessed every year and have good luck in everything."

The girl's hands are delicate and boneless, not only soft, but also warm and clean.

No one has held his hand since he became a proton at a young age.

She didn't think he was dirty...

Gu Chongshan's eyes turned red again, and he calmly withdrew his hand: "It doesn't have to be like this."

Nan Baoyi smiled: "If you are willing to speak, that would be great."

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the palace, Nan Baoyi thought of Nan Yan pretending to be the emperor's heir, and said softly: "Now that the emperor is still alive, it is not the time for you to be sad. My sister has always been mercenary and ambitious. Prince Regent, you have to be careful of her. .”

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