After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Nan Baoyi handed him a handkerchief.

She said seriously: "Uncle, don't use me anymore. I sympathize with what happened to you, but if you dare to use me and second brother again, I will definitely not let you go."

Wei Jiannan took the handkerchief, curled his lips and chuckled, "Miss is smart, but too soft-hearted."

"Because I have tasted the hard-heartedness of everyone around me, I am willing to soften my heart and treat others better. I always believe that good will be rewarded with good."

Nan Baoyi turned around and stepped into the small tent.

Wei Jiannan stood outside the tent door.

"What goes around comes around..."

He tasted the word and sneered slightly.

Although he disdained it, he still took the attitude of a loyal guard and stood outside the tent with a knife.

The night is getting dark.

Nan Baozhu hadn't come back yet, Nan Baoyi was sleeping alone on the couch, unable to sleep.

With the little father-in-law here, she is not worried about Zhuzhu's accident.

It was just the first time to rest in the barracks, and the faint sound of soldiers practicing in the distance reminded her that this was a place with many men, which made her feel uneasy.

She tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

Getting under the covers didn't seem to bring a sense of security, instead, he broke out in a fine sweat.

She sighed softly, simply sat on the couch, took out the history books she brought with her, and looked through them with the help of two soybean oil lamps.

Big tent next door.

Xiao Yi gave orders to take over the military camp.

All the leaders who were loyal to him in the army were saved, and those who refused to surrender were all killed by the dark guards and replaced by confidantes.

A military power change unfolded silently in the dark night.

Xiao Yimu turned around and changed into black silk pajamas.

He didn't bother to tie the tie, let the collar open, and lay down on the soft couch leisurely.

I don't know what Nan Jiaojiao is doing at this time.

The tents in the barracks were crude, and she didn't know if she was used to it or if she could sleep well.

He said lightly: "Ten bitter,

You go to the next door to see. "

Shi Ku ran to the tent next door and asked Wei Jiannan, "Is Miss Baoyi asleep?"

Wei Jiannan looked at him like an idiot: "Do you think I can know?"

He has been guarding outside the tent, and he is not a personal maid, so how could he know if the lady is asleep!

So he ran back to report bitterly: "Master, Wei Jiannan said, I don't know if Miss Baoyi fell asleep."

There was a moment of silence behind the screen.

After a while, Xiao Yi said again: "Ten words, you go."

Shiyan ran to the tent next door.

He stood outside the tent and said in a low voice: "Miss Baoyi, my master asked if you could sleep. If you can't sleep, you can talk to him in his tent."

Not long after, Nan Baoyi ran out hugging the pillow.

She was wearing thin pajamas with a pale pink cloak tied over it.

On her white and delicate face, she seemed to have added makeup on purpose.

She shyly rubbed the tip of her nose, "Zhuzhu hasn't come back yet, I'm sleeping alone, I'm very scared, and I want to talk to my second brother."

Shiyan led Nanbaoyi to the big tent and got a reward of one ingot of gold.

Shi Ku was dumbfounded.

It's strange to say that since he was a child, he has never been rewarded as much as ten words.

How will I ask for a daughter-in-law in the future? I'm so worried!

Behind the screen.

Nan Baoyi pulled on the soft velvet shoes and stepped in cautiously.

Even the large tent where Jingxihou lived was still simple and crude, with only a simple brass chandelier, a soft couch, and a pair of tables and chairs placed behind the screen.

The powerful minister is sitting on an armchair, flipping through the book of war.

"Second brother..."

The girl's voice is sweet.

Xiao Yi's side face was grim and unpredictable, he turned a page of the book seriously, and said calmly: "This is the first time I spent the night in the military camp, can't I sleep?"

"I'm quite scared, and it's really hard to sleep."

Nan Baoyi answered obediently.

Xiao Yi began to care like a brother: "Sleep in my tent."

Nan Baoyi hugged the pillow and glanced at his soft couch.

Xiao Yi pursed his thin lips, and said in a low voice: "The mattress was changed today, it's not dirty."

"I don't mean to dislike my second brother..." Nan Baoyi lay down on the bed, grabbed the corner of the quilt, revealing a pair of sparkling eyes, "It's just that I took your soft couch, where are you going to sleep tonight?"

"There is a change of power in the army tonight, so I can't sleep." Xiao Yi turned a page of the book, "You don't have to care about me."

Nan Baoyi didn't say anything more.

Lights jump.

She stared at the corner, where the armor of the powerful minister was hung, made of black iron, delicate and heavy, there were still black blood stains that were difficult to wipe off in the gaps of the armor.

She looked at the young man at the table again.

He has deep eyebrows and is handsome, with a calm and steady demeanor. It is easy for people to overlook that he is only nineteen years old, and he has not even given the crowning ceremony.

The son of another family, when he was nineteen years old, was still fighting cocks and running dogs, molesting concubines, relying on the protection of his ancestors to become a small official, but he has already made great military achievements and sat on the position of Jingxihou.

Nan Baoyi was considerate of his difficulty, so he moved sideways into the small couch.

She deliberately set aside half of the bed, enough for Xiao Yi to lie down and rest.

The night is long.

Xiao Yi turned a page of the book, but didn't feel like reading it.

He glanced up at the little girl.

She sleeps in an upright position, occupying only a small bed, even leaving most of the quilt on purpose.

Although she knew that she felt sorry for him, but in the middle of the night, it seemed more like a silent invitation.

To sleep, or not to sleep, that is a profound question.

He flipped through a few pages of the book, but couldn't read a single word.

After a long while, he put down his military book and sat down by the couch.

While tucking in the quilt for Nan Baoyi, he noticed that the little girl had applied lip balm when she came, and the red marks of lip balm had all rubbed onto the snow-white quilt.

He stroked the red mark with his fingertips.

He hooked his thin lips slightly, leaned over slightly, and planted a kiss on the red mark.

the other side.

Nan Baozhu took Ning Wanzhou and sneaked into a big tent like a thief.

She was holding a candlestick in her hand, the red candle was half lit, and she was slowly weeping dark red wax tears.

"What kind of place is this?"

Nan Baozhu probed her head and saw many large boxes placed in the tent.

Ning Wanzhou opened a wooden box.

There were countless silver ingots neatly stacked in the box, and he picked up one, with an official seal on the bottom of the silver ingot, which was transported from Shengjing City.

He said seriously: "It's the disaster relief money allocated by the Shengjing court."

"Relief money?" Nan Baozhu leaned over in surprise, "There are so many boxes, there must be millions of taels?! You don't even send someone to guard outside, so you're not afraid of being stolen?"

She was so engrossed that she didn't notice the candlestick tilting.

A line of thick red candle tears dripped on the silver ingot.

"ah!"

Nan Baozhu let out a soft cry, but before she had time to clean up those red wax tears, the footsteps of patrolling soldiers could be heard from far outside the tent.

"Let's go."

Ning Wanzhou covered the wooden box and dragged Nan Baozhu to escape from the tent.

The two ran back to the tent where they were resting, and learned from Wei Jiannan that Nan Baoyi was staying next door tonight.

Nan Baozhu put down the red candlestick, and couldn't help muttering: "Jiaojiao and the second brother have a great relationship, which is really enviable."

Ning Wanzhou stood behind her.

Passing her hands through her soft waist, she lightly caressed the belt of the skirt on her chest.

With his chin resting on her shoulder, his brows and eyes were like a fox, he said softly, "Wan Wan and miss are also on good terms..."