After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Ning Wanzhou lowered her eyes.

After a long time, he slowly squatted down, picked up the fine silver lockets one by one, and put them back into the jasper tassel purse.

With the strong wind, the night rain hits in late spring, swaying and pouring in the garden.

Ning Wanzhou clutched her purse and stepped into the wind and rain.

Morning and evening courtyard.

The glazed lamps were lit in the dormitory, and the red curtains were rolled up with golden hooks.

Nan Baoyi hugged the brocade quilt and slept on the inside, his brows and eyes were exhausted, and his white and thin neck and collarbone were stained with deep or light red marks, spreading ecstasy deep into the brocade quilt.

Xiao Yi was sitting beside the couch in his pajamas, washing himself in the golden basin raised by the maid.

He wiped his hands with a handkerchief, with shadows hidden in his phoenix eyes: "Where is he?"

Yu Wei tremblingly said: "Young master, he... went to the lakeside small building of the fourth girl, and the servant guessed that he wanted to ask the fourth girl for forgiveness. But the servant thinks it doesn't matter, the most important thing is that now everyone knows, Master, you found out the identity of the little prince early in the morning, but you didn't report it to the palace... The slaves are afraid of those who have a heart in the court, and impeach you for collaborating with the enemy and treason..."

Ning Wanzhou is a noble from another country after all.

Xiao Yi couldn't think of what she could think of.

Ning Wanzhou has stayed in the Nan family for many years. One explanation is not clear. Maybe even the Nan family will be suspected by the royal family. The Nan family controls the Nanyue bank and the livelihood of the people. Will be secretly dealt with by the royal family.

He thumped the towel into the sink.

So it is not a good thing to have too many cousins. It is impossible to help him every day, and it will only cause trouble for him.

He frowned: "Change into court clothes."

It was stormy outside.

When Nan Baoyi woke up, it was almost midnight.

She sat up, her whole body was sore and limp, and her legs were even more sore.

She pressed her leg and called out, "Second brother?"

Yun Xiu brought the maidservant in, waited for her to put on her pajamas, and said in a warm voice: "His Royal Highness has entered the palace, and the maidservant will serve the concubine Shizi to wash her body first?"

Nan Baoyi looked at the heavy wind and rain outside the window, curious: "The wind and rain are so strong, and it is midnight, what is he doing in the palace? Did he make a mistake and the emperor wants to punish him?"

"Relax, Princess Concubine, don't think about the bad," Yun Xiu comforted.

Nan Baoyi nodded: "That's right. Maybe it's because the emperor died."

Cloud sleeve: "..."

Silently bowed a tear for the emperor.

While talking, Jiang Suihan's voice came from outside the house: "Nan Xiaowu, is it convenient for me to come in?!"

Nan Baoyi put on his outer clothes: "Come in."

Jiang Suihan hurried in with a folding fan in his hand, his expression was very anxious: "Ning Wanzhou has an accident!"

He told the story of Ning Wanzhou's self-exploitation, and said: "He is standing in Xiaozhu by the lake now. The wind and rain are so strong, but he refuses to ask someone to hold an umbrella for him. He wants Nan Xiaosi to forgive him. He I'm only fifteen years old, if something happens, we'll all be implicated, I'm really worried!"

Ning Wanzhou, the only seedling of the Zhen Guogong Mansion.

In case of death in South Vietnam,

It is estimated that Zhen Guogong even has the heart to destroy Nanyue!

Nan Baoyi had a headache.

The little cousin is delicate and docile, but the more docile a person is, the more terrifying he is when he loses his temper.

The little father-in-law lied to her so many times, it's only a ghost that she can easily forgive her.

She put on the clogs for walking in the rain, and was about to go to the small building by the lake with Jiang Suihan. Just after taking two steps, her legs softened suddenly, and the hand holding Yunxiu didn't fall to the ground.

Jiang Suihan looked at her like a ghost, with a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth.

He smiled and said, "Tsk, Brother Xiao really doesn't know how to be sympathetic."

How intense does it have to be to make Nan Xiaowu tremble even when he walks?

Nan Baoyi's cheeks turned red.

She lowered her head to straighten her skirt, pretending she didn't hear it.

Walk along the corridor to the small building by the lake.

At the turn of spring and summer, thunderstorms were pouring, and the wind blown into the veranda. Yunxiu and the maids carefully protected Nan Baoyi from getting wet.

Holding an umbrella, Jiang Suihan suddenly reminded, "Nan Xiaowu, when are you going to have a baby?"

want a child...

Nan Baoyi hesitated.

She never thought of such a thing!

Jiang Suihan glanced at her.

The little girl has just reached the age of the hairpin, and her bride's hair is combed, looking fresh and fresh.

He kindly said: "At your age, it's not good to have children. Wait three to five years, before it's too late."

Nan Baoyi blushed and silently lowered her head.

This kind of thing, if my grandmother told her, it would be fine. Jiang Suihan, an old man, mentioned the matter of the child to her, how embarrassing it is.

Jiang Suihan said thoughtfully again: "I looked through ancient books, you can use fish maw, or animal intestines, choose suitable, light and thin ones, wash clean, soak in oil stains, it is very convenient for men to wear in the boudoir, and it can effectively prevent pregnancy. Go to the kids."

Nan Baoyi: "..."

Cloud sleeve: "..."

All the maidservants blushed.

What is this doctor Jiang talking about?

Jiang Suihan Zhenger's Eight Classics: "I will make a box for you tomorrow."

Nan Baoyi was blushing even at the end of his eyes, so he had to bite his lips and said softly, "Thank you, Brother Jiang."

Jiang Suihan smiled all over his face: "I regard you as my own sister, what can I be thankful for? You show me the size of Xiao's brother, so I can choose the right one and cut it carefully."

Nan Baoyi: "..."

This, how to make gestures?

In embarrassment, he finally walked to the small building by the lake.

The small building by the lake is an exquisite and elegant small wooden building. The palace lanterns hanging on the corners of the eaves are drenched by the wind and rain, and the warm yellow light shines through the rhombus windows, vaguely reflecting the slender figure standing by the window.

Looking at its width, Nan Baoyi guessed it was his little cousin.

Ning Wanzhou stood in the rain.

The pouring rain wet his hair and clothes. He looked up at the diamond window with a serious and persistent face, as if nothing in the world could shake his determination.

Nan Baoyi sent a maid to hold an umbrella for Ning Wanzhou, but she was pushed away indifferently.

"You are young, but your temper is very stubborn." Jiang Suihan laughed, "I reckon, if Nan Xiaosi doesn't forgive him, he won't leave the small building by the lake tonight."

When the words fell to the ground, Ning Wanzhou's figure swayed slightly, almost falling into the rain.

Jiang Suihan raised his eyebrows: "Standing in the heavy rain for two hours, I'm afraid I won't be able to take it anymore."

Nan Baoyi didn't speak.

She noticed that the figure behind the flower window had disappeared.

After a while, Nan Baozhu came out of the wooden building holding an umbrella.

She walked up to Ning Wanzhou and stuffed the paper umbrella into his hand with a cold face.

Ning Wanzhou was startled.

Holding the handle of the umbrella, his pale face showed emotion: "Sister?"

"Don't rush to impress!" Nan Baozhu was annoyed, "I mean you take your umbrella and leave quickly, you want to die somewhere else, don't cause trouble for Prince Jing's Mansion and Jiaojiao!"

Ning Wanzhou was silent.

The patter of rain.

After a long time, he returned the umbrella to Nan Baozhu.

He wiped the raindrops from his face, and said stubbornly: "My sister won't forgive me, I won't go anywhere."

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