After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Because the old lady was busy preparing for Nan Baorong's wedding, she had no time to control Nan Baoyi, and she didn't notice that she started getting close to Xiao Yi again.

It was night, Nan Baoyi secretly came to Chaowenyuan.

The Furong Pavilion is facing the water, and late hibiscus are planted all around, reflecting in the water, it is extraordinarily lively and lively.

Yu Wei pushed open the bamboo curtain of the gazebo, said with a smile, "Miss please."

When she stepped in, food tables and futons were displayed in the pavilion, and glazed lamps were hung on the sandalwood lamp stand, which was very elegant and unique.

The powerful minister has arrived, and is kneeling on the futon, making tea slowly.

Shen Yichao knelt and sat behind another food table, still dressed in white Shengxue, with a plain white ribbon tied at the end of his hair, with a haughty and noble posture.

She lowered her eyebrows and closed her eyes, silently sitting behind Xiao Yi.

He was obviously here to attend a banquet, but the atmosphere in the pavilion was as if swords were on the verge of breaking out, which gave off a feeling of fighting, as if he would lose his life if he was not careful.

It seems that following the powerful minister is also a risky investment!

Thinking about it, she rubbed against Xiao Yi again.

Shen Yichao said in displeasure: "Could it be that cousin has really become a countryman? Otherwise, why would you let me have dinner with such a vulgar woman?"

He has always looked down on people, Nan Baoyi really wanted to open his head.

But he called Xiao Yi "cousin", which means that the powerful minister knows his background.

But in the previous life, I didn't see him recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors.

She looked at Xiao Yi, he cooked tea indifferently, and did not answer Shen Yichao's question.

Shen Yichao said again: "It doesn't matter if I don't have this dinner, I would rather starve to death than eat with the untouchables. Xiao Yi, I just want to ask you, where did Yunniang go?"

The tea is ready.

Xiao Yi scooped up the tea soup and sniffed the tea leisurely.

Shen Yichao frowned slightly: "If you ignore me like this again, I will write to my aunt."

"Try it?"

Xiao Yi picked up the small white jade cup and brought it to Nan Baoyi's lips.

Nan Baoyi lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea lightly.

She is not good at drinking tea,

All he knew was that the Dahongpao was cooked by Xiao Yi himself, and it seemed to taste better than the ones made by the maids in the mansion.

Xiao Yi stroked her head, then took off the cloak casually, covering her from head to toe, "Don't take it off without my permission."

Nan Baoyi didn't know what he was going to do, and nodded slightly like a drum in his heart.

Xiao Yi glanced out of the pavilion.

Shi Yan immediately came in with a tray in his hand, knelt down on one knee in front of Shen Yichao, and said with a respectful smile, "Shen Yichao, Yunniang is here! The master said that the beauty should not be let down, and it was specially made into a wine vessel, please use it .”

Nan Baoyi subconsciously clenched his hands.

Just by the word "wine vessel", she guessed Yunniang's fate.

The means of the powerful minister are really ruthless!

There was a long silence in the pavilion before Shen Yichao said coldly, "Yunniang belongs to my aunt."

Xiao Yi sipped his tea leisurely, "So what?"

"You are so bold, I will write to my aunt!"

"I forgot to tell my cousin that all the guards you brought were captured by my men and they were all thrown into the dungeon. There is no one available around you."

"You are presumptuous!" Shen Yichao stood up abruptly.

Xiao Yi said again: "By the way, I have already confiscated your money and valuables. If you want to go back to Chang'an to file a complaint, why not consider the money issue first?"

Furong Pavilion fell silent again.

With a sullen face, Shen Yichao walked out of the pavilion with a flick of his sleeves.

Before taking a few steps, Xiao Yi blew on the tea soup, "There is no supper at Chaowenyuan tonight. If you don't eat this banquet, you will be hungry in the middle of the night, so don't cry and call your mother, and you will sue someone else."

"Xiao Yi, don't bully people too much!"

Xiao Yi smiled: "Tricking you, so what?"

Shen Yichao's expression was complicated.

When he was in Chang'an, he was a romantic and noble son, and everyone protected and supported him. Because of his aunt's status, even the prince in the palace had to respectfully call him "Shen Xiaolang" when he saw him.

No one has ever dared to disrespect him like Xiao Yi.

In the end, people had to bow their heads under the eaves, he said coldly: "It's okay to let me eat, but I will never eat with the low-level untouchables, this woman must leave."

Yun Niang's head has been taken away.

Xiao Yi took off the cloak, not only did not catch up with Nan Baoyi, but instead motioned for the maid to serve the meal.

He personally arranged the bowls and chopsticks for Nan Baoyi, and said lightly: "If you want to eat, if you don't eat, get out."

Shen Yichao is so angry!

With his hands in his sleeves, he sat down cross-legged, "Xiao Yi, you have such a high status, how can you set a bowl for a pariah?"

Xiao Yi was too lazy to talk to him.

Nan Baoyi couldn't help it anymore: "I don't know where my little girl offended Mr. Shen, and she will be humiliated by you again and again?"

Shen Yichao turned his face slightly: "I don't talk to untouchables."

"The little girl asked herself that her background was innocent, so why did she become a pariah?"

Shen Yichao disdainfully said: "People are born with different ranks, and they can be divided into nine ranks. You are a citizen of a small country in South Vietnam, and you were born in a wealthy merchant family. Although you look good, your background lies there. Definitely, you can only be rated as the eighth grade."

Nan Baoyi was very pleased, "The eighth grade is not bad, either."

Shen Yichao sneered: "From one to nine, the ninth rank is the worst, and the first rank is the best."

Nan Baoyi said awkwardly, "Why don't you take a closer look, I think I can make a few more grades."

Shen Yichao stretched out his hand from his sleeve, pointing at Xiao Yi: "The background is excellent, the appearance is excellent, and the martial arts talent is excellent, but it's a pity that he grew up in the countryside and can barely be rated as the third grade."

He pointed to Aftertaste: "Born from a humble background, but with fair appearance, the seventh rank."

Nan Baoyi was very unconvinced: "Why am I lower than Yuwei?"

"Because you are from South Vietnam, and she is from Dayong."

More than two hundred years ago, Dayong once ruled the world.

Later, the princes separated their regimes, among which Dayong, Western Wei, and Northern Zhou were the most powerful.

The people of Dayong Kingdom are the most particular. They think that they are the suzerain country and should be more noble than other countries, so they like to divide people and things into three, six or nine grades, and they are naturally the upper nine grades.

Nan Baoyi looked at Xiao Yi suspiciously.

I thought that the second elder brother was an abandoned baby picked up by my uncle from the battlefield, but it turned out that he was from Dayong...

Shen Yichao pointed to the food table again: "Although the red sandalwood wood is precious, it is a pity that the pattern is old, the fifth grade. Although the white jade tea cup is clear and moist, but the texture lacks artistic conception, the fourth grade. The cut carp is fresh, but the black bean sauce is ordinary. In vain let down the food, the fifth product. Tea..."

He was still talking, Nan Baoyi and Xiao Yi had already left the table.

The girl carried a lamp and walked along the water, "Second brother has a strange life experience, can you tell me a little about it?"