After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

In the Tingfeng Pavilion, a palace lantern swayed.

There are several boxes of exquisite pastries on the stone table, all of which are from famous pastry shops in Shengjing City.

Ning Wanzhou sat on the stone bench, her fox eyes shining brightly: "Today I was delayed in the official office, so I came back late. When passing by the long street, I saw fresh pastries, so I brought a few boxes for my sister."

Nan Baozhu grabbed the handkerchief.

She gets angry when she thinks about Song Ming.

When she gets angry, she can't eat these pastries.

She looked directly at Ning Wanzhou: "Wanwan, am I good-looking?"

Ning Wanzhou raised her eyebrows.

Sister, this is...

Seduce him?

He narrowed his fox eyes and smiled cutely: "My sister is a celestial being."

Nan Baozhu felt better, and asked again: "You want to marry me, don't you?"

Ning Wanzhou raised the corners of her mouth, and the fox's tail was about to curl up.

My sister really wants to marry him...

He said seriously: "Of course I want to marry."

"That's it!" Nan Baozhu pinched her fingers aggrievedly, "I have met four men who wanted to marry me, but one forbade me to have a child and compete with his original child for family property, one liked men more than me, and one One round older than me, and there is another..."

She looked at Ning Wanzhou complicatedly: "Pretending to be a woman is more charming than me."

She put her face in her hands in trouble: "Why am I so unlucky, and all I meet are top-notch?"

Ning Wanzhou: "..."

It turned out that my sister didn't want to talk to him about marriage, so disappointed.

He sat beside Nan Baozhu and gently took her hand.

Following Xiao Yi's example, he bowed his head and kissed his sister's fingertips: "I am different from them, I really love my sister."

"How to love?"

"I wish I could hug my sister and sleep together every night—oh no, I wish I could guard my sister's peace day and night."

Nan Baozhu: "..."

There were indescribable words written on his round, white and tender face.

The first half of the sentence is the truth of this fellow, right? !

She withdrew her hand, and was about to beat Ning Wanzhou, when suddenly she heard an angry curse from outside the wind pavilion:

"Well, Nan Baozhu, you are talking about marriage with my Xiangfu, but you turned around and flirted with the government servant! Do you still take my Xiangfu seriously?! Do you take my Ming'er in your heart? ?!"

The flames of the lanterns lit up one after another.

At the end of the flower path, Concubine Jiang and other aristocratic ladies and daughters came surrounded by the prime minister's wife.

Song Liu's face was full of creases, because of being too angry, the old flesh on his cheeks kept shaking.

She thought that it would be a matter of time before Ming Er took Nan Baozhu, so she kept mentioning it to her old sister these days, contemptuously contemptuous Nan Baozhu in her words, and only said that Nan Baozhu wanted to climb up to the prime minister's house.

However, Nan Baozhu actually looked down on her Ming'er!

Isn't this slapping her old face? !

Nan Baozhu: "..."

Faced with Song Liu's scolding,

She was totally in the dark.

Is this old woman sick?

When did she talk about marriage with the prime minister?

Song Liu put his hands on his hips, pointed at Ning Wanzhou, and said mockingly, "This is your lover? A low-ranking yamen servant really looks like you, a lowly merchant woman! You hook up with each other, no wonder Jin Min likes men I don't like you either!"

This Song Liu family was in the makeup business in the early years.

By chance, she was with Prime Minister Song, and even though she is now a first-rank wife, she is still full of market spirit in her bones, and she is quite tough when quarreling and swearing.

Song Ming brought his son Song Chengrui over.

He glanced at Nan Baozhu and Ning Wanzhou, his eyes filled with coldness.

He can do without Nan Baozhu.

But Nan Baozhu couldn't lose face in front of others.

He is gentle and refined: "It turns out that Miss Nansi rejected me because she already has a lover in her heart.

"It's a pity that this little brother's status is low. Miss Nansi, if you follow him, you will become a little woman in the market. You will not be able to enjoy expensive rouge and gouache, rare pearls and hairpin jewelry, and exquisite silk and satin.

"If you follow him, you won't have any orders in this life. When you meet other officials' wives, you even need to kowtow to salute. Girl Nansi, even so, is it still worth it to you?"

A word, a sentence pokes the heart.

Nan Baozhu hated his hypocrisy very much.

She listened carefully to her elders, stayed in her boudoir as a sensible girl, and didn't provoke anyone, but was repeatedly raped by this disgusting man.

So what about humble status?

What about merchants?

There are so many people in the world, they are not noble, don't they deserve to live?

Filled with righteous indignation, the girl suddenly grabbed Ning Wanzhou's hand.

She raised her chin and said angrily: "My lord servant, you have a noble position and a strong background, but in my eyes, you are no match for Wanwan's finger! Even if I marry a yamen servant, I will never marry you." Such a hypocritical man!"

Everything was silent.

Everyone was stunned.

The four girls from Nanfu are too tough!

He actually got into a fight with the Xiangfu directly? !

Ning Wanzhou was stiff all over.

Sister, were you just confessing to him?

He lowered his head slowly, his gaze fell on Nan Baozhu's belt.

His sister took him by the hand.

This is the first time my sister has held him after he regained his manly body...

Song Liu's face was burning hot, he was so angry that his heart ached, and he roared with red eyes: "Nan Baozhu, you are not big or small! You have an affair with a lowly yamen servant, and you are also a lowly breed! How about you kowtow to my son to make amends for being a dog and a third-rank official in the court?!"

Concubine Jiang was ecstatic.

She hated Nan Baoyi hated the Nan family, she wished that the Nan family sisters would die!

She suppressed the smile on the corner of her mouth, and ordered majesticly: "These two people contradicted the court officials, took them down, and told them to kowtow to Song Shilang to apologize!"

The women immediately rolled up their sleeves and planned to step forward.

Nan Baozhu was a little scared.

She seems to have caused trouble for Jiaojiao...

Just thinking about the best plan, she dragged Wanwan to Zhaoxiyuan to ask her second brother for help, but she couldn't drag Ning Wanzhou.

She scolded: "Wanwan, are you stupid?!"

A fifteen-year-old boy, even though he was wearing rough and short brown clothes, looked under the lights on a spring night, but his face was red and his teeth were white. His demeanor was indifferent and dignified, even more majestic than Song Ming.

He held Nan Baozhu's hand instead, the fox's eyes were full of domineering.

He deeply understood that if he didn't do something, Nan Baozhu's reputation would be ruined.

His sister loved him, and he couldn't bear to let his sister be laughed at.

I want everyone to know that the man my sister likes is not a lowly yamen servant.

He can afford rouge and gouache, pearl and hairpin jewelry, and silk and satin!

What Song Ming can give, he can double it!

He doesn't like to use family background to oppress others, but the Song family is too much.

He stood on the steps, staring at the people outside the pavilion: "I didn't know that the young master of the Duke's Mansion in Chang'an Township, Dayong, is actually a lowly and lowly person in your eyes? The emperor of your country dare not Talking to me like this, what are you guys?!"

Like a thunderbolt.

The Duke's Mansion of Chang'an Town holds 500,000 troops and is the top family of Dayong!

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