After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Nan Baoyi was startled.

After a long night of fire, being looked directly into the eyes by the powerful minister, her heartbeat was slightly unbalanced.

She wrung her thin white fingers, blushing gradually rose on her cheeks, and said softly: "It happens that I don't feel sleepy either, so let's go back to Chaowenyuan with my second brother. I like poetry anthologies the most."

Chaowen Courtyard was brightly lit.

Nan Baoyi changed into a single gauze jacket and skirt, and sat in front of the bronze mirror. He wanted to comb the cloud bun and picked up the mahogany comb, but for some reason, he put down the wooden comb again.

She stroked her sandalwood hair.

She has taken good care of it since she was a child. When her long hair is spread around her waist, it is very neat and smooth. Under the light, it is black and shiny like silk, making her small face more delicate and white.

She licked her pale pink lips and came to the big study.

The powerful minister was sitting by the window, looking through the account books.

"Second brother."

Her voice is sweet and gentle.

Xiao Yi looked over.

The little girl's black hair was neatly draped around her waist, and she looked like a delicate porcelain doll, which made him feel like a treasure in a golden house.

He quickly restrained the turbulent undercurrent in his eyes, and pushed a book of poems on Xiaofo's desk towards her, "Here you are."

Nan Baoyi sat on the Luohan couch and flipped through it casually.

She said: "Second brother asked me to come to Chaowenyuan, really to give me a collection of poems..."

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows: "Otherwise, what do you think you were asked to do?"

Nan Baoyi: "..."

I can't tell what it is for, but it is definitely not asking her to read poetry.

Originally, she had a pot of red beans cooking in her heart, but now, those boiled sweet bubbles shattered in an instant, as if some secret expectation had quietly come to nothing, it was very tragic.

She rubbed the pages of the book, and glanced at Xiao Yi quietly.

Xiao Yi finished handling one account book and opened another, without even raising his head: "Are you staring at me?"

"No, the second elder brother is Lord Hou, how dare I stare at you..."

Nan Baoyi's tone was innocent, but his small face was quite distorted.

Almost crushed the pages of the book.

Xiao Yi: "It's still early at night, work hard, and try to recite ten poems before going to bed. I have asked someone to tell Nanny Ji that you will sleep in Chaowenyuan tonight. You can get up earlier tomorrow and recite ten more poems. "

Nan Baoyi: "..."

Oh, her life is so miserable!

If she had known that the powerful minister had really asked her to recite poems, she would not have come!

Usually at this time, she usually sits under the covers and listens to the maids telling interesting stories.

She had no choice but to bite the bullet and recite poems.

The west window is opened, and the night sky is clear and clear.

A white moth flew over and circled around the green gauze lampshade on the little Buddha's table.

Nan Baoyi was carrying poems on his back, and was gradually attracted by moths.

She cupped her little face and blew mischievously at the moth.

"Lazy again?" Xiao Yi raised his eyes, "Didn't you say you like poetry collections the most?"

Nan Baoyi puffed up his cheeks, and could only open a page of the book resentfully.

She recited poetry in a low voice, and as she recited, her eyelids gradually began to fight, and her head began to tap on the table like a chicken pecking at rice.

Xiao Yi rested his chin, looked at her quietly, and counted how many times she nodded her head.

"A Yue girl makes a laurel boat..."

"Pick hibiscus flowers, don't pick hibiscus leaves..."

The little girl's voice was full of sleepiness, and when she tapped her head twenty-seven times, she finally stumbled towards the table in a daze.

Xiao Yi stretched out his hand and placed it on her forehead in time, so that she didn't knock out the bag.

The little girl turned her head and rubbed her cheek against his palm, as docile as a cat.

Daiqing's sandalwood hair spread around her waist, her skin was white and tender, her lips were light pink, a young girl in the age of cardamom, beautiful and bright, it was heart-stirring.

She muttered in her sleep: "I will ask my husband-in-law how he looks like a concubine..."

Xiao Yi stroked the broken hair on her forehead for her, her eyes were deep and dark.

She didn't know if she was talking to herself or answering her question, she murmured: "Jiaojiao is so beautiful, the hibiscus flower is not half as good as you."

The night was quiet.

After all, Xiao Yi didn't have the heart to wake her up.

He let Nan Baoyi rest on his palm, and changed to his left hand to review the account books.

Jiang Suihan came in shaking his folding fan, and couldn't help turning dark.

Tsk, in the middle of the night, he just came to deliver a book, but he didn't expect to be stuffed with dog food.

As if offering a treasure, he put the book hidden in his bosom in Xiao Yi's hand, and said in a low voice, "Brother Xiao is so lucky, I'm really envious. Here, this is the treasure that will make you more blessed. A lot of money was bought from the black market, brother, good things must be shared, don't say I don't take care of you!"

He went out briskly.

Xiao Yi stared at the book for a while, then opened it hesitantly.

The next moment, he suddenly closed the book.

this is……

His thin lips were tightly pursed, and the tips of his ears were gradually filled with hot blood.

Some are funny, some are angry.

Jiang Suihan is really...

In every possible way!

He glanced at the little girl who was still sleeping, afraid that she would be disgusted when she saw this thing, so he hid the book in his arms and continued to review the account books.

The night is still long.

On the other side, after Nan Yan escaped from Nanfu, she ran to the back door of Cheng's house alone and guarded it for an entire hour before she was finally allowed to enter.

The servant led her around to Cheng De's dormitory.

Cheng De was sitting under the lamp, looking through history books.

Because of being beaten during the day, his gentle face was a little red and swollen.

Hearing Nan Yan's footsteps coming in, he didn't raise his head, and said coldly: "What are you doing here? During the day, my family has already withdrawn from your family."

With a "plop", Nan Yan knelt down in front of him.

She burst into tears: "Brother Cheng, Yan'er has nowhere to go! Please take Brother Cheng in!"

Cheng De frowned severely.

He said in a deep voice, "There is no way out? What do you mean?"

"I'm a girl who was divorced, and I was notorious because of the misunderstanding that night. Who else in the world would want me? The Nan family bullied me because I didn't have any love from my aunt, so they wanted to marry me to a man in his forties. To fill in the house, so as to receive a large dowry...

"Brother Cheng, I was so scared, I was really scared, so I ran away... I had nowhere to go, so I had to come to you. You are the best and kindest person in the world, and you will definitely protect the weak, right? "

Nan Yan choked up, and the appearance of Lihua with rain was very pitiful.

Especially the way she looks at Cheng De, as if he is her god, her god.

This feeling of being depended on is very good.

Cheng De looked relaxed, and helped her up himself, "You don't have to do this, just sit and talk to me. Then the Nan family, really want to use you in exchange for a bride price?"

"Yes!" Nan Yan covered her mouth with a handkerchief, "But Brother Cheng, I'd rather be your concubine than be the wife of that kind of man!"

Satisfaction flashed across Cheng De's eyes.

The humiliation he suffered in Nanfu during the day made him feel uncomfortable all day.

He is the son of an official family, how could he be disliked by a merchant girl?

It is normal for Nan Yan to behave like this tonight.

Although Nan Yan's reputation has been ruined, she is young after all, and she has been raised by her side for two years. When the limelight passes, it will be nothing.

Moreover, she is indeed beautiful and talented, and she is very suitable to be a concubine with a lot of love.

He nodded and said seriously: "The Nan family has done a lot of evil, and sooner or later there will be retribution. You used to be my fiancee, and I always have some affection for you. If you insist on being my concubine, I will take you in." It's just that you haven't gotten to Ji yet, some things need to be done after you get to Ji, so don't be impatient."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the scroll in a gentlemanly manner, with a calm posture.

Nan Rou burst into tears of gratitude, but secretly sneered in her heart.

It's just a hypocrite, and he has the nerve to put on a show.

But it's a good deal for her to be the concubine of the prefect's son-in-law without paying innocence. It will not be difficult for her to find an opportunity to borrow her son to take the position in the future.

She will not let the Nan family go, let alone Nan Baoyi!

She settled down in Cheng's house safely.

the next day.

When Nan Baoyi woke up in the brocade tent, he saw the powerful minister sleeping beside him.

He sat on the head of the bed and slept with his clothes on, holding the half-read geography of Shu county in his hand.

The early morning light came in from outside the tent, his eyebrows and eyes were like mountains, even though he slept with her, he never did anything to her, it can be seen that he is an upright gentleman.

And a corner of a thin book faintly appeared in his arms.

Probably some important secret document.

It's easy to lose it like this, Nan Baoyi kindly took it over, planning to help him hide it under the pillow.

Xu Shi woke up the powerful minister, and he sternly said, "Nan Jiaojiao, put down that book!"

Nan Baoyi shook his hand.

The book fell on the bedding.

It happened to be opened...

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This chapter is 500 words more my god