After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Xiao Yi chuckled lightly.

He had forgotten that the Nan family loved to join in the fun.

He waved up the invitation, "Three days later, the new imperial envoy arrived in Jinguan City, and Xue's family hosted a banquet in the Jinyu Mantang to welcome them. Jiaojiao made great contributions in the disaster relief silver theft case, so she was naturally invited. "

"Call me Little Senior Aunt..."

Nan Baoyi corrected him muttering.

She goes to the wardrobe.

The wardrobe made of golden nanmu is full of seasonal dresses, with a light fragrance of hibiscus.

She hesitated, wondering which one she should wear on the day of the party.

Take them out one by one for gestures, some too plain, some too fancy.

When I bought it, I thought everything looked good, but when I was about to go out, I had a few clothes in the closet, but I still felt that I had nothing to wear.

Xiao Yi looked at her.

Almost all of her body went into the closet, pawing at her dress like a puppy.

The gauze skirts that she dug out were all over the floor.

He picked up a skirt with tender willows and yellow embroidered ginger flowers, which he had seen a little girl wear.

Twisting the soft yarn of the skirt, he lowered his eyes and sniffed lightly.

very fragrant...

"Second brother, look at this lotus red dress—"

Nan Baoyi turned around joyfully, just bumping into Xiao Yi, lowering his head and sniffing the fragrance of his skirt lightly.

The thin lips hooked slightly, and there was a slight smile at the end of Danfeng's downcast eyes.

"Uh."

She was shocked.

Xiao Yi came back to his senses, put down the skirt calmly, and said solemnly: "Nan Jiaojiao, your skirt is too fragrant, it chokes your nose."

Nan Baoyi was speechless.

Smell so close to sniff?

Those who didn't know thought he was a pervert.

She gestured to the lotus red skirt, "Second brother, what do you think of this one?"

Xiao Yi rested his chin lazily.

Forgive me for being blunt, but he thinks that Nan Jiaojiao is pretty much the same no matter what she wears, if she has no breasts and no buttocks, can she still look like a flower?

What's more, it's just to attend a banquet, not a beauty pageant.

Thinking about this, he smiled and said, "The lotus-red skirt is very beautiful, as the saying goes, 'the lotus leaves are boundless in the sky, and the lotus flowers are red in the sun'."

It seems to be boasting about clothes, and it seems to be boasting about people.

Nan Baoyi was secretly delighted, his little face was flushed, and he asked again: "Then what about this pear-white one?"

"Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed."

Nan Baoyi laughed shyly.

She took out another set, "This one is embroidered with cardamom?"

"Pingping curled up for more than thirteen, cardamom tipped at the beginning of February."

"Where is this peony embroidered with gold thread?"

"Famous and beautiful flowers are in love with each other, and the king often looks at it with a smile."

"This light cloud gauze?"

"Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful, and the spring breeze blows Revlon."

The last two sentences are to praise Concubine Yang Gui.

Nan Baoyi felt that the powerful minister was clearly praising her beauty!

She frowned with a smile.

She threw away the skirt and shyly cupped her face, "Second brother is really...well, what are you talking about? It's so embarrassing."

Saying so, the little face was very satisfied.

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows.

He took a sip of his tea and thought to himself that this was a compliment.

The little girls are from every family, don't care what they ask, just praise, just praise hard!

He Ye hurried in from the outside, and was startled when she saw the scattered skirts all over the floor.

She called a few maids to come in to clean up, and said in a low voice: "Miss, something happened in the front yard! Unfortunately, Nan Jing fell down and hurt his forehead. After the doctor came to check and bandage, the third master sent the doctor out, and the maid went to the kitchen again It takes only a short while to decoct the medicine, and Nanjing is gone!"

"Missing?"

Nan Baoyi was holding a set of skirts, very curious.

He Ye nodded, "The master is in a hurry. He took a group of servants and turned the mansion upside down, but he couldn't find him. He probably left the mansion. The master is going to the government office to report the case, and may search The entire Jinguan City."

The maids put the skirts into the closet and retreated out in an orderly manner.

Nan Baoyi looked thoughtful.

She suddenly looked at Xiao Yi: "Second brother, what do you think about this matter? If Nan Jing's brain is knocked like this, he will get better. Will he take revenge on me?"

Xiao Yi drank the fragrant tea, "Jumping clown."

Nan Baoyi smiled.

Although Nan Jing was a little clever, but he was too narrow-minded, so he couldn't make a big deal after all.

It's really not worth her worrying.

She didn't care about the torrential flood outside, she just stayed in the boudoir, practicing her gait in front of the bronze mirror from morning till night.

In the deep palace in the previous life, the teaching nuns said that the harem never lacked beauties.

What is missing is a real beauty.

Beauty is in the bone but not in the skin, bone appearance, demeanor, and bearing are the criteria for measuring beauty.

She was ruined because of her appearance, and for a long time she was so inferior that she dared not look up.

But the words of the teaching nun revived her.

She entered the palace late, so she was not as good as those little maids who had been trained long ago, so she could only practice the palace steps and manners more assiduously.

In the deep and long palace alley, she was alone, with a book on her head, and she walked the palace steps with great demeanor, rain or shine. .

Later, she became the one with the most dignified manners among the court ladies.

The boudoir is quiet.

With the scroll on his head, Nan Baoyi walked towards the bronze mirror step by step.

Beads of sweat rolled down the forehead.

She tried her best to restrain her lameness, and how to walk normally was deeply engraved in her flesh and blood.

She has a sweet smile, and her eyebrows and eyes are curved like crescent moons.

In this life, the young girl of the Nan family should be unparalleled in style.

She wants to appear in front of people with a radiant posture!

Three days passed like a white horse.

The reception banquet is scheduled for dusk.

Xiao Yi was waiting outside the mansion.

Not long after, the door of the vermilion lacquer mansion opened slowly.

The girl who appeared in the field of vision had snow-like skin, full lips, red phoenix eye tails that were smudged from deep to shallow, with delicate makeup and a delicate cloud bun.

The lotus grows every step of the way while walking, delicate and reserved, completely worthy of the phrase "peerless in the world".

"Second brother..."

As he got closer, Nan Baoyi raised his face, "Can you still see that I'm lame?"

Xiao Yi said softly, "I can't see it at all."

Nan Baoyi bent her lips.

She folded her hands in front of her chest, and twirled lightly, "This floral blue embroidered hibiscus skirt was found for me by Heye. She said it looked fair in early summer, and it was very secluded and elegant. In the eyes of the imperial envoy, he looks more like a lady who is indifferent to fame and wealth. What does the second brother think?"

"Clear water produces hibiscus, which can be carved naturally."

With one hand behind his back, Xiao Yi stroked her temples and broken hair for her.

Nan Baoyi's eyes were shining, he tilted his head and smiled coquettishly: "Is that all?"

Xiao Yi thought for a while, leaned over to her ear, and said in a hoarse and seductive voice, "It seems that fairies have come down to earth..."

This is really a compliment to Nan Baoyi's heart.

The girl smiled like a flower, holding the light gauze skirt delicately, and helped the maid's hand to board the carriage.

Xiao Yi stood in the wind, watching the bamboo curtain of the carriage being lowered.

When he sent Gu Chongshan away, he had to make up some poems and songs that praised the woman's appearance.

The little girl asked him to praise her every few days, and one day he would run out of words.

The hall is full of gold and jade, and today it is reserved by Xue's family.

Those who came to the banquet were all the powerful families, wealthy businessmen and gentry of Jinguan City.

At this time, in the hall where the banquet was held, golden candles and glazed lights were brightly lit.

The ladies are in groups of three or four, discussing with smiles.

A female group covered their faces with a fan, gloating: "Do you know? I heard that the fifth girl from the Nan family has become a cripple!"