After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

When Xiao Yi went out, the girl from his family grabbed his thigh tightly and wouldn't let him go!

Their girl's clothes are disheveled, her little face is flushed, her long crow-green hair is scattered on the ground, and the laces of her underwear are also scattered. Her waist of lotus color outlines a slender curve, just like a little lotus just showing its sharp corners...

It looks like it has been ruined.

"Nan Baoyi, let go!"

Xiao Yi was annoyed by being surrounded.

These maids must think that he is inferior to a beast.

If word spread, he would be scolded by Nan's grandmother again.

Nan Baoyi's eyes were drunk, and he raised his red phoenix eyes, which were as red as petals: "You don't want me after you finish me?"

A group of maids headed by Yu Wei: "..."

The eyes are strange.

The word "nong" is very meaningful.

They raised their clear eyes and looked at Xiao Yi with curiosity and disdain.

Their girl is just fifteen years old, and the new uncle can't wait too much!

Beast!

The tips of Xiao Yi's ears were hot, and the roots of his ears were red.

He is not, he does not!

His heart was broken, and he walked out of the house without hesitation.

Nan Baoyi hugged his thigh so tightly that the back half of her body was almost dragging on the carpet. As she dragged, she began to cry.

Xiao Yi really had no choice.

He knelt down and wiped away the little girl's tears: "I didn't bully you, why are you crying?"

Nan Baoyi knelt down on the carpet and carefully tore off the undershirt.

It was too late for Xiao Yi to stop.

The girl's sandalwood hair is thick and black, curled up and hanging down on the ground, under the lamplight, it looks like a fine outline with a ink pen, as elegant and beautiful as a freehand painting.

Her wide and white petticoats are scattered all over the floor, her waist is slender and white, and she doesn't know how to fold it. The lotus-colored main waist is half-unfolded and half-hanging, showing a very beautiful and delicate curve, as if it is about to bud The flower buds placed...

Xiao Yi's fingertips wiping her tears paused in the air.

The blood all over his body seemed to be boiled, rolling and galloping violently.

Because of being too depressed, his pupils were scarlet, and the curvature of his thin lips was as cold and restrained as possible.

His voice was hoarse: "Nan Jiaojiao..."

Nan Baoyi was unaware of his desire.

She raised her hand, and pushed back her hair full of black hair, presenting all the beauty in front of Xiao Yi's eyes.

She is serious: "Am I beautiful?"

Xiao Yi pursed his lips.

The girl knelt and sat in the light, half-covered, like the charming Wushan goddess in the scriptures.

The scent of hibiscus came rushing towards her face, her eyes were full of affection, as if she would bring him into the dream she wove in the next moment, and go to the ultimate bliss with him in the clouds and rain of Wushan.

How could he not be beautiful for the little girl he missed so much?

He knew it early on.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he whispered: "Beautiful."

Nan Baoyi giggled.

She held her little face,

Tilting his head triumphantly: "I exchanged my brain!"

Xiao Yi: "..."

I see it.

He suppressed his desire and ran out of the dormitory, lying in the snowstorm on New Year's Eve for a long time before he finally got rid of the enthusiasm.

But when she closes her eyes, she still looks beautiful...

...

At the beginning of the new year, Chaowenyuan ushered in the first day of the first lunar month in a hurry.

Only then did the Nan family gain a firm foothold in Shengjing City. Because they are the richest man in South Vietnam, and they are in-laws with Prince Jing's mansion, there are so many people who come to socialize. out.

This kind of liveliness did not stop for a while until the Lantern Festival.

At dusk on the Lantern Festival, Nan Baoyi sat in front of the makeup mirror to do her makeup.

She and Xiao Yi made an appointment to go to Guanfeng Terrace to watch the Lantern Festival together tonight.

Nan Baozhu was sitting by the window, arranging the letterheads and invitations on the table, and couldn't help complaining: "When I come to Shengjing City, I want to socialize with more girls than Jinguancheng. I can't tell who the sisters are. Who is it! We don't have much sincerity with each other, but we still want to be affectionate and affectionate..."

Nan Baoyi drew Luo Zidai's eyebrows carefully: "I heard from my second aunt that during the first lunar month, many families wanted to marry their little cousin sister?"

"Yes." Nan Baozhu flipped through the stickers, "But I don't like any of them—hey, this person is so annoying, he sends me invitations every now and then, and I'm so pestered by him that I dare not go out!"

"Who is it?"

"Call, Song Ming. It is said that he is the eldest son of the Prime Minister of Song Dynasty. He is now serving as an official in the Ministry of Officials, ranging from an official to a servant. He looks very talented, but unfortunately he is a round older than me, and he has a son under his knee."

Nan Baoyi nodded, secretly thinking that it was indeed not a good match.

She put on the jeweled hairpin and looked back at Nan Baozhu: "Little cousin really won't go out tonight?"

Nan Baozhu shook her head: "There is a lantern festival in the garden in the mansion, I'm lazy, so I won't go out. When you come back, bring me the delicious food and lanterns from Guanfeng Terrace."

After the palace banquet on New Year's Eve, she went out two or three times, but every time she met Song Shilang, it seemed that the man was watching her all the time.

She didn't like it very much.

Nan Baoyi got up and walked to her, pinching her little face playfully.

She said: "The little cousin is beautiful, like a shining oriental pearl. It is a rare opportunity for a lady to go out for tea on the Lantern Festival. It is a rare opportunity to have fun. How boring are you bored in the mansion alone? Besides, , the second elder brother came to pick me up, maybe he would bring Ning Wanzhou with him. Count the days, you haven't seen him for a long time."

Ning Wanzhou begged Xiao Yi to help him find a place where he could exercise his abilities.

Xiao Yi transferred him to Dali Temple as an errand. Although he was only fifteen years old, he managed things in a decent way, except that he always had a cold face and had a very good reputation in Dali Temple.

When she mentioned Ning Wanzhou, Nan Baozhu felt a little uncomfortable.

That child worked as a messenger in Dali Temple for several months, and every month the salary was sent to her on time, and she was asked to keep it for him.

Although the salary is not much, but...

Whenever she took the bag of money from him, she always felt strange in her heart.

As if she had some intimate relationship with him...

"Little cousin?"

Nan Baoyi reminded.

Nan Baozhu came back to his senses and said: "Then I will go out with you to play."

She was protected by the guards of the second elder brother, so it was expected that Song Shilang would not be able to get close to her.

Nan Baoyi helped her dress up with a smile.

When boarding the carriage, Ning Wanzhou was nowhere to be seen.

Xiao Yi glanced at Nan Baozhu, and said calmly: "Shangyuanye Shengjing City is empty of thousands of people. In order to prevent fires, pickpockets, and human traffickers, he was transferred to maintain order in the market."

Nan Baozhu waved the round fan, her expression became even more uncomfortable.

Maintain order, maintain order, tell her what to do?

She doesn't like him too much!

When the carriage drove outside the Fengfeng Terrace, it could no longer move forward.

Guanfeng Lake is crowded with people, even more lively than that of Qixi Festival.

Nan Baoyi stepped off the carriage, but saw the bright lights and torches, the moonlight, the water and the sky, and the boats like weaving. There were also entertainers performing storytelling, swallowing swords, dramas, singing songs, monkey shows, magic, etc. by the lake, which provoked a lot of excitement. The exclamations of the common people came one after another, and the excitement was really breathtaking.

She was dazzled, and heard laughter from the street.

she looked over.

Huge candles and revolving lanterns are burning in the street sheds, with prisoner stories painted on the lampshades, and all kinds of dark and gloomy instruments of torture are placed on the stalls.

The government servants led by Ning Wanzhou escorted more than a dozen prisoners. Each prisoner had a cardboard behind his back, and the words clearly stated that they either set fire on purpose, or robbed ladies of hairpins, or played hooligans on women, etc. and other crimes.

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