After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

When he came out of Baoxia, Nan Baoyi reminded: "Second brother, the lip marks on the back of your hand haven't been wiped off yet."

Xiao Yi glanced at it.

How could he be willing to wipe off the lip marks left by the little girl for the first time?

He didn't even want to wash his hands.

He said without changing his face: "You also know that my brother is both talented and beautiful, and there are always girls who like to stick to him. Keeping lip marks also let them know that my brother is a man in charge, so that they can retreat in spite of difficulties."

Nan Baoyi nodded approvingly, then froze again.

The reasoning is the same, but I always feel that something is weird...

When the two came to the veranda, Yang Liu was about to cry.

She rushed forward, seeing that Nan Baoyi seemed to be in good health, she breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice: "Sure enough, Master Han's worry is not unreasonable, you just entered the Biezhuang, and you were dragged into the Baosha by the beasts in clothes...Miss Nan , this beast didn't do anything to you, did it?"

Xiao Yi's forehead twitched wildly.

Who is the beast?

How old is Nan Jiaojiao? What can he do? !

What's more, they only entered Baoxia for less than a quarter of an hour, such a short time...

He had a sullen face, "Benhou is her elder brother."

"Brother?!" Yang Liu was shocked, "That's simply inferior to a beast!"

Xiao Yi: "..."

Do the maidservants in the theater have extraordinary imagination?

Nan Baoyi held back his laughter, and introduced Xiao Yi to Yang Liu in a warm voice.

When walking towards the painting building, Nan Baoyi saw a lot of girls, and they gave the powerful ministers a glance, with affectionate eyes.

There are even those who are particularly daring, relying on their good sisters to be by their side, unscrupulously presenting embroidered handkerchiefs and purses to powerful ministers.

She looked funny and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

Xiao Yi glanced at her, and suddenly put his arms around her waist.

He mocked: "It's just that this Marquis prefers reserved girls, such as this..."

Nan Baoyi froze completely.

Second brother is using her as a shield?

The girls looked at each other.

They carefully looked at Nan Baoyi's whole body. Her attire had nothing to do with the word "reserved".

However, Marquis Jingxi made it clear that he would not accept the overture, so they had no choice but to leave angrily.

Nan Baoyi raised his head, feeling a little proud, "Second brother, you didn't want to bring me here, look, I have already started to play a role?"

Xiao Yi brushed her forehead hair for her, and praised with a half-smile: "Jiaojiao is the most powerful."

When he was about to walk to the painting building, a man dressed as a lieutenant came over suddenly.

He clasped his fists at Xiao Yi: "Master Xiao, Governor Xue has an invitation."

Nan Baoyi's expression was slightly stern.

Xue Dingwei, the governor of Zhenxi, swept the five passes when he was young, and sat on the throne of the governor abruptly from a mere pawn. Although he has kept a low profile these years, he is indeed a person with real skills.

But at the same time, he is also a thief who covets her family's wealth!

She looked at Xiao Yi expectantly, because she also wanted to see what kind of person Xue Dudu was.

This handsome and young Master Hou stretched out his hand towards her, "With Ben Hou?"

Nan Baoyi smiled sweetly, and solemnly put his little hand in his palm.

She is arrogant: "I accept your invitation!"

The young man's palm was calm and powerful, giving her an unparalleled sense of security.

As long as she is with her second elder brother, let alone meeting Dudu Xue, even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, she will not be afraid!

Xiao Yi's thoughts are completely different from hers.

The little girl lives in a deep boudoir, and it is beneficial for her to grow up by showing her more people.

Although he could afford a canary, Nan Jiaojiao obviously didn't intend to be a canary.

She wanted to be a dog that could bite.

Nan Baoyi sneezed.

I always feel like someone is scolding me behind my back...

Xue Dingwei summoned Xiao Yi in the warm pavilion behind the painting building.

The warm pavilion is elegantly furnished, and the floor is covered with animal fur blankets, which look very warm and soft.

Behind the bead curtain was a large golden nanmu official hat chair covered with white tiger skins. The middle-aged man sitting arrogantly was not as hulking as Nan Baoyi had imagined, but in Confucian shirt and commoner clothes, elegant and tranquil.

He was holding the bong slantingly, the smoke was lingering, and his eyebrows and eyes were half closed, making it difficult to understand his emotions.

Further back, there is a jade screen.

Behind the screen is the imperial concubine's couch, vaguely, as if a beautiful woman has slept there.

It is inconvenient for Nan Baoyi to look at it again, so he just salutes himself.

After being seated, the maid brought hot tea and pastries.

Xiao Yi pushed the plate of pastries towards her hand, "The governor invited Xiao to come, why?"

Xue Dingwei exhaled a smoke ring, and his tone sounded kindly: "You young people, are you so straight to the point?"

He smiled and turned to Nan Baoyi, "This girl is the boss of Yu Louchun, Han Yanliang?"

Nan Baoyi was secretly rubbing his veil and eating flower cakes, when he heard this, he stood up and gave him another blessing in a sloppy way.

Xue Dingwei took a puff of cigarette and commented: "Yu Louchun's previous dramas were very good, why did they change their style since last year? What are they singing, they are so stupid. If I knew that the playwright who wrote the script Whoever it is will be found out and punished thirty times."

Nan Baoyi: "..."

She wrote a play and offended him?

She sat down, secretly rolled her eyes, and continued eating cakes.

Xue Dingwei fiddled with the pipe, and said warmly: "Boss Han is not very old, maybe he is only thirteen?"

Nan Baoyi raised his eyebrows.

The old fox's eyes are really vicious, she is wearing a veil, and he can actually tell her age...

Before she could answer, Xue Dingwei said with a smile: "Jing Xihou travels with the beauty tonight, it's really a good story. It's a pity, if we want to talk about marriage, Boss Han is too young after all."

Nan Baoyi pricked up his ears.

This Governor Xue, is he trying to lead the red line for the second brother?

Sure enough, Xue Dingwei continued: "I have a daughter in my family, she is fifteen years old, just the right age to marry. She has learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child, and she is also a master at dancing. If Marquis Jingxi is willing...you and I will form a family, The entire Shu County is in your pocket, isn't it everyone's happy?"

Nan Baoyi picked up a piece of flower cake and forgot to eat it.

Dudu Xue is also generous, even using his daughter's marriage to win over his second elder brother.

I don't know what Miss Xue looks like?

Will the second brother marry her?

Xiao Yi caressed the celadon tea cover slowly.

Xue Dingwei has two sons and a daughter at his knees.

The two sons are both mediocre, not enough to hold on to the country he has built in half his life.

Xue Dingwei recruited him to be his son-in-law, but to help his two sons eliminate potential enemies, and use him incidentally to help his son stabilize his position.

Incense sticks are inserted in the brass lotus, which is sweet and precious.

Xiao Yi smiled.

He put down the teacup, held Nan Baoyi's hand through the flower table.

He squeezed that soft white hand, "As the governor has seen, I already have a lover in my heart, so it's not good to wrong Miss Xue to be my concubine."

Xue Dingwei laughed twice, but he didn't care about it: "Youth is romantic."

He said again: "I heard that Jingxihou has a younger sister who is deeply loved by you. It happens that my second son, Qishan, has plans to marry recently. If they can make a couple, it will be considered fate. What do you think?" ?”