After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

There is a thin layer of snow on the grass in the camp.

Gu Chongshan said calmly: "In two days, I will return to the Northern Wei Dynasty."

Nan Baoyi was startled: "So fast?"

Gu Chongshan saw that there was melted snow at her feet, and estimated that she had stood in the cold wind for a quarter of an hour, so he signaled the little eunuch to bring her a hand stove to put on again, and then went to find a pair of clean embroidered shoes.

The little eunuch quickly brought over a warm small hand stove with enamel and painted gold. Nan Baoyi held it in his palm and looked at it carefully. Gu Chongshan prepared it very meticulously, and there was a plush color embroidered cover on the outside of the stove.

He has been in the deep palace for many years, and he is good at listening to others.

Nan Baoyi raised his head, his eyebrows curved: "Weiwei is still nine thousand years old and meticulous... When you return to the Northern Wei Dynasty, if you have a girl you like, you can treat her so tenderly. Don't treat me like the last time, make a fool of yourself." A bunch of boudoir things will scare the other party."

Gu Chongshan pulled his lips: "Never again."

He didn't know how to treat the girl he loved before.

He used to serve the Grand Palace Maid and Concubine Jiang with those things, and they liked them very much, so he thought Nan Jiaojiao would like them too, but he didn't know that it was an offense to her.

Will never use those things again, against any woman.

Never again, falling in love with any woman.

Gu Chongshan was wearing Nan Baoyi.

She was wearing a jade white jacket with a black and black woven gold horse face, standing pretty in the snow, like an ink painting of a lady drawn by God himself, exquisite, elegant, noble, exquisite, with long sleeves and good at dancing.

He thought of his previous life, when this little girl was just picked up by his side, she was always crying.

Whenever I get a chance, I take a selfie in the mirror, hoping that the scars on my face will be smaller.

After taking the photo, I found it was still ugly, so I lay down on the table and cried loudly.

I cry when I look in the mirror, I cry when I don’t have a beautiful palace dress, I cry when I can’t finish my work, I cry when I’m bullied, and I cry when I see noble girls from aristocratic families laughing and fighting.

It annoys him.

He was patient and taught her how to fight back when being bullied, taught her archery and equestrian skills to protect herself, but this little girl was really delicate, she would cry when she couldn't draw the bowstring, and she would cry when she was thrown off the horse's back , Crying and crying all day long, like a crying bag.

Now, she was married and raised by Xiao Yi, and she finally stopped crying.

The little girl from the Nan family has finally grown up.

And he finally wanted to bring his younger brother home.

The little eunuch brought brand new shoes, socks and clogs.

Gu Chongshan walked up to Nan Baoyi, knelt down on one knee, carefully held up one of her feet, hugged her fingertips with a clean white handkerchief, and carefully took off her embroidered shoes and socks that were wet with snow.

Nan Baoyi supported the tent and looked down at him.

The crown prince from the Northern Wei Dynasty has probably been used to serving people over the years, just changing shoes and socks, but his movements are more delicate and gentle than others. His fingertips are always covered with a white handkerchief, without touching her skin at all.

After changing the shoes and socks, he tied the high-tooth clogs for the girl.

In this way, when walking in the snow, you are not afraid of getting your shoes and socks wet.

His fingertips are as white as jade,

Fanfei meticulously fastened the clog laces for her.

He lowered his head, with a rare tenderness on his lips: "If Xiao Yi bullies you in the future, write a letter to the Northern Wei Dynasty, and I will support you. Whether he is the prince of Nanyue or the prince of Dayong, in this world, alone I won't be afraid of him."

Nan Baoyi was silent for a long time, before tactfully refusing: "Don't bother Nine Thousand Years."

Gu Chongshan stood up and stared into the girl's eyes: "This is my promise, and it is also your way out. If you like Xiao Yi, you can love it as much as you want. If you hate Empress Dayong, you can fight her boldly. If you succeed , I wish you glory and prosperity for the rest of your life. If things fail, Northern Wei will always be your retreat."

Nan Baoyi was unwilling and unable to accept his affection.

She lowered her eyes and stepped into the snow curtain.

Gu Chongshan kept staring at her back.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the sky and the earth were white, as if to cut off his sight.

A few snowflakes fell on the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, and gradually melted into tiny drops of water.

The little eunuch was full of melancholy: "If there hadn't been Concubine Bai to obstruct him back then, Your Highness would still be the honorable Crown Prince of the Northern Wei Dynasty, how could he be inferior to Xiao Yi? Your Highness may not be able to compete with Xiao Yi, and may not be unable to embrace a beauty..."

Gu Chongshan smiled in relief.

A hundred years of life, what if.

The only "what if" between him and Xiao Yi was to the girl from the Nan family.

He was already very happy that she could live a dignified, dignified, and happy life.

He looked towards the snow-falling sky with a calm expression: "Buddhas have a saying that there are eight sufferings for human beings: birth, old age, sickness, death, parting from love, long-lasting resentment, unable to ask, unable to let go... I am willing to suffer these eight sufferings on her behalf, and relieve her pain." Get rid of greed, get rid of desires, don't generate hatred, don't generate resentment, for the rest of my life, I would like to seek blessings for her on the top of Tianshan Mountain in the Northern Wei Dynasty."

The thread of the ebony bead string broke quietly.

Countless tiny beads rolled into the snow.

Gu Chongshan turned around and stepped into the snowstorm.

Nan Baoyi was holding a small hand stove.

She looked back in the wind and snow, and the man's figure gradually faded away.

She has seen him when he was ruthless, when he was gentle, when he was embarrassed, and when he was lonely.

The fingertips unconsciously trace the hand furnace carving pattern.

She suddenly turned to Gu Chongshan's back, gave a solemn blessing, and murmured: "May I be nine thousand years old, I will be blessed every year, and everything will be auspicious..."

The heavy snow gradually covered Gu Chongshan's footprints.

Just like the evening snow in a thousand mountains, I don’t remember the way when I came.

When returning to the big tent, Nan Baoyi saw that it was very lively not far away.

The aristocratic girls pointed in one direction, and couldn't help bursting with sarcasm and laughter among their whispers.

Nan Baoyi looked over.

Nan Rou walked in the snow with exquisite makeup, probably out to enjoy the snow.

Gu Yu carefully walked behind her holding a paper umbrella, trying hard to cover her from the snowflakes, but his body was so huge and his appearance was so ugly, paired with a small paper umbrella, he looked awkward and funny.

Nan Baoyi recalled that Gu Yu was injured all over when he was bombed last time, and was thinking about whether to go up to say hello and condolences, but saw that the edge of Gu Yu's paper umbrella accidentally poked on Nan Yan's bun, The girl's carefully combed cloud bun made a mess.

There were snickers on all sides.

Nan Yan's already ugly face became even more gloomy.

She turned around abruptly, holding back her anger and said, "Don't follow me!"

Gu Yu was confused.

Nan Yan's chest rose and fell violently, pointing in the direction of the tent: "Go back!"

Seeing that Gu Yu was motionless, she gritted her teeth, grabbed the paper umbrella in his hand, threw it on the ground and trampled it: "I'll tell you to go back!"

Gu Yu was full of fear and ran away in horror.

Nan Yan turned to the girls around and cursed fiercely: "What are you looking at? Don't you have nothing to do?!"

The girls were startled and hurried away together.

Nan Baoyi came over and bent over to pick up the paper umbrella.

Playing with the paper umbrella, she reminded, "You always say that no one loves you, but Gu Yu saved your life yesterday, and that's how you repay your benefactor? If you're like this, no one will dare to love you again."

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