After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The maid brought the pounded impatiens juice.

The flower juice made into carmine is served in a small green glaze cup, which is elegant and elegant, bright and graceful.

Chess pieces are removed.

Xiao Yi took Nan Baoyi's little hand and carefully observed her nails.

The ten fingers are like pale pink fluorite, and the fingertips reveal the newly grown white bamboo shoots, which are naturally very delicate.

He picked up a fine brush, dipped it in the flower juice, and because he couldn't bear to hurt the original light pink, he only smudged her fingertips into carmine from shallow to deep.

The geese and fish lanterns are shining brightly.

Nan Baoyi quietly raised his eyes.

The powerful minister has drooping eyelashes and thin lips indifferently, doing little things about her daughter's house for her, with a very patient appearance.

There are so many high-ranking and powerful men in the world, but there are very few men who are willing to put down their figure and dye the girl's nails with their own hands...

When he dipped the flower juice, a drop of carmine happened to land on his fingertips.

He raised his hand and gently poured the flower juice on her dimples.

"A bit of makeup..." Nan Baoyi smiled coquettishly, looked up at Xiao Yi, "Does it look good?"

Xiao Yi admired her.

Nan Jiao's delicate skin was whiter than snow, and the rouge spots on the corners of her mouth were very bright red and beautiful.

But……

His fingertips lightly pressed against her lips.

His voice is provocative: "Although Impatiens flower juice is beautiful, it is not as beautiful as Jiaojiao's lips. I think there are all kinds of purples and reds in the world, but they can't match Jiaojiao's red lips."

Nan Baoyi's heart was pounding.

She lowered her phoenix eyes, lowered her head and fiddled with the straps on her chest, not daring to look directly at Xiao Yi at all.

Xiao Yi knew that the little girl was shy.

He withdrew his hand, staring at her with gradually dark and deep eyes.

He pursed his lazy chuckle, and brushed his lower lip meaningfully with his fingertips that still had the juice of impatiens.

The night was silent.

Dyeing nails with impatiens juice requires many times to fix the color.

Nan Baoyi is now in the year of cardamom, which is the time for lethargy and long body.

She couldn't bear the drowsiness, lay down on the chessboard in a daze, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Xiao Yi took sesame leaves and carefully wrapped her dyed nails.

When you untie the sesame leaves tomorrow, your nails will be beautiful.

There is only a bronze goose fish lamp left in the house.

Using the light and shadow, Xiao Yi wrapped the little girl's fingertips with sesame leaves and tied them with a thin silk rope.

The little girl's hands were resting on the chessboard, and her ten fingers were carefully wrapped with green sesame leaves. Occasionally, a few drops of flower juice stained her skin, which was shockingly beautiful.

Xiao Yi stroked the broken hair on her forehead for her.

The little girl has a beautiful sleeping face, her lips are more colorful than flower juice.

His Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

After a while, he leaned over slightly and tentatively kissed her lips.

Warm and soft.

Sweet and tender.

He obviously only dared to taste it briefly, but he chose to eat the marrow to know the taste, and wished he could swallow her into his stomach.

His eyes were as dark as ink, and he endured for a long time before he slowly got up and went to the next ear room.

The geese and fish bronze lamps in the corner of the chess case quietly disappeared, leaving only the bright moon shining in the room.

There was a constant sound of rushing water from the ear room.

Nan Jiaojiao...

It was his repressed desire.

You can't be humane, but your desires are hard to fill, and your ambitions are monstrous.

Sooner or later, to occupy her...

He bathed himself in cold water, and returned to the big study with a feeling of coolness all over his body.

Still sitting by the chessboard, he casually flipped through a military book.

"The three armies can take away the energy, and the general can take away the heart. That's why the energy of the youth is sharp, the energy of the day is lazy, and the energy of the evening returns..."

The night wind blows through the window, flipping through the books randomly.

His eyes suddenly fell on the little girl.

Her pear-blossom white gauze skirt is wide but thin, and it must be extremely cold to wear in the long night.

"Little Jiao Niang, who hasn't been in the Xiao family yet, is really worrying."

He sighed, brought a thick black satin cloak, and carefully put it on for her.

He turned over the pages of the book, still concentrating on reading military books.

dawn.

Nan Baoyi woke up rubbing her eyes, secretly thinking that she had slept on the chessboard all night...

She touched the thick cloak on her shoulders, looked up, and saw that the powerful minister was also sleeping lightly on the chess table, with a book of war in his hand.

Did they sleep in this position last night?

She looked down at her fingertips, and gently rubbed off the bound sesame leaves.

After washing hands in a small copper basin, the ten fingers are slender and white, with a little pink and crisp red on the fingertips, as beautiful as a meticulous painting scroll, just like the poem said, "A little bit of worry is like a parrot's beak, and a lot of spring is full of peony buds."

She is very satisfied.

From the corner of her eye, she saw that there was still a lot of Impatiens flower juice left in the small blue-glazed cup, she glanced at Mr. Quanchen, and suddenly became interested in dyeing his nails.

She gently picked up the small brush and carefully painted Xiao Yi's nails with Danko color.

Xiao Yi bent his knuckles, and his lips curled up slightly.

Nan Baoyi dyed his fingers red excitedly, and let go of his bun like a thief.

She knelt behind him, combed a loose cloud bun for him lightly, and took off her little golden comb specially, and carefully decorated his cloud bun.

Suppressing her smile, she fetched a large sleeve with peony red embroidered lotus pattern, and put it on his shoulders.

A powerful minister dressed as a lady, in the past and present, this is the only time!

She covered her mouth, suppressed her laughter, and leaned back and forth with laughter on the gleaming bamboo mat.

When he laughed until tears were about to come out, Xiao Yi lazily sat up and squinted at her.

He raised his eyebrows and said in a provocative voice, "Isn't it fun?"

Nan Baoyi's smile froze.

turn out to be……

Your lord has already woken up!

She was embarrassed, nodding, and shaking her head.

After a while, her face was flushed, and her voice was like a gnat: "It's fun..."

Xiao Yi leaned forward in front of her.

The fingertips painted with Danko gently lifted the girl's white and tender jaw.

He smiled: "From then on, every morning, my brother will play for you. Besides braiding and painting nails, Jiaojiao can also play in other places."

somewhere else...

what is the place?

Nan Baoyi looked at him suspiciously, feeling that it was not a good thing to say.

She blushed in embarrassment, not daring to provoke Xiao Yi anymore, and obediently said: "Second brother, I'm going to the ear room to wash and dress..."

After finishing speaking, she lowered her head and lifted her skirt, and left the big study with small steps.

Xiao Yi still sat cross-legged lazily.

He casually took off the small golden comb on the cloud bun, put it under the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly.

Jiang Suihan came in from the outside, waving a folding fan, and saw that he was elegant in a bun, his sleeves were bright red, and his fingertips were even stained with Danko.

He showed horror: "You... are you the twin sister of brother Xiao's family?!"

Xiao Yi hid the little golden comb in his arms.

There was still a slight smile on his lips, and he said lightly, "Nan Jiaojiao's little trick."

Jiang Suihan disliked it.

They are all dressed up like this, and they can still laugh.

And just now, this guy bowed his head and sniffed the gesture of the little golden comb, so don't be too obsessed!

Sure enough, love can make people corrupt!

He reprimanded solemnly: "Fantasy early in the morning, not the slightest seriousness of Lord Hou."

Xiao Yi unwrapped the cloud bun slowly, and threw the bright red sleeve on Mu Shi.

He casually smiled: "Who is Feifei? This Marquis only wants to be Jiaojiao."

Want to enter, Jiaojiao.

Jiang Suihan: "..."

This man is so flirtatious...

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