After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

What made him angry was that he never expected that Nan Baoyi would be so happy in the palace!

What about humiliation? !

Throbbing is the girl's appearance.

Sitting lazily on the armchair, she was already sixteen years old.

She gradually faded away from her immaturity and delicacy when she was a child, and her eyebrows and eyes became brighter and more gorgeous than before. The most fascinating pair of red phoenix eyes are hooked inside and turned up outside, full of wildness, as if she could never be tamed...

This kind of Nan Baoyi is very beautiful.

But it was far from the charming girl in his memory, sitting on the steps of the Sutra Pavilion, accompanying him to see the palace full of white lanterns, and inviting him to eat dragon beard candy.

Although this kind of Nan Baoyi is no longer suitable for making friends with him, his heartbeat is even more violent than before. He said that he doesn't care about his appearance, but there are a few powerful men in the world who don't love others. The beauty of the country?

I want her to tact with Cheng En on the dragon couch.

He wanted her to be a thorny concubine obediently in his harem.

Chu Huainan pulled up his robe and sat down, suppressing the heat in his eyes as if to cover up, and his face was very cold: "Who allowed you to set up a private gambling house in the harem? Do you know that this is a serious crime of losing your head?"

Nan Baoyi raised his hand.

All the palace people in the hall retreated with winking eyes.

She casually took a puff of cigarette and smiled: "Your Majesty is busy with state affairs, what are you doing here?"

Chu Huainan's face gradually became ugly.

What is he doing here?

Of course he came to see Nan Baoyi's jokes and listen to Nan Baoyi's begging for repentance.

Otherwise, would he, the majestic king of a country, come to play cards with her?

He picked up the hot tea brought up by the court lady, and drank tea calmly to cover up his displeasure.

Song Rou helped him out: "Your Majesty is kind. He was worried that Sister Nan would not be comfortable living in the palace, so she came here to visit her. But looking at Sister Nan's appearance, His Majesty is too worried."

Nan Baoyi just laughed.

When she smiled, her brows and eyes were curved, and she brought out a bit of innocence: "The deep palace is really boring, so I invited many people to play cards. Do you want to gamble with me, the Empress? But let me tell you in advance, I can I don’t have a lot of money to bet with my empress, the most valuable thing I have is this jar of pearl ointment I made by myself. If I lose, I can give it to my empress.”

The girl took out a small white jade jar from her wide sleeve.

Song Rou looked over.

After the jar is opened, the paste is white and the sweet fragrance of roses overflows, which is very refreshing.

He Ye said proudly: "My young lady has been very knowledgeable about beauty since she was a child. She never used rouge from the market, and only used powder cream made by herself, so she can maintain skin that is as white and tender as snow. This jar of pearl cream is Miss just finished it this morning, it's so precious!"

Song Rou glanced at Nan Baoyi's small face.

Sitting under the palace lantern, her skin was as white as fat, which she had always envied.

The slender hand holding the small white jade pot is whiter than the white jade, and the slender knuckles reveal a light pink, just like the beautiful color that can only be blended by a masterful hand.

She lowered her eyes and glanced at her hands quietly.

In the past few months, she has devoted herself to brother Huainan, begging everywhere to find allies,

The already yellowish skin became even duller, and even dry fine folds could be faintly seen.

Compared to Nan Baoyi, her hands were like crumpled chicken feet.

She stared at the jar of pearl ointment and thought about it.

She quickly smiled softly and said, "It's still the first month of the month, so a small gamble is harmless. Since Sister Nan likes to gamble, how about I play a few games with you?"

She happily sat at the gaming table.

Nan Baoyi smiled, and laid out the dice bowl for her attentively.

Relying on her excellent arithmetic and memory, Song Rou suggested: "Rolling the dice is all about luck, it is neither interesting nor can reflect the level, how about we play Pai Gow?"

Yun Xiu immediately stopped her: "How can it be, my lady is not good at playing Pai Gow—"

"Yunxiu, stop talking!"

Nan Baoyi interrupted her, and bit her lower lip hesitantly. Although she was embarrassed, she still said righteously: "The empress is the master of the six palaces. She wants to play Pai Gow. Of course I should play with her. What's more, the empress is resourceful. Extraordinary, far better than ordinary girls, I admire her very much, even if I lose, I will be happy!"

"But, but..." Yun Xiu's eyes were flushed, and she stared at the small white jade pot reluctantly, "If such a precious pearl ointment is lost to the empress, what will the lady use for face covering in the future? The reason why the lady can maintain Beauty, but it all depends on it!"

"Shut up!" Nan Baoyi wanted to cry, raised his sleeves to cover his face, seemed to hold back the tears for a long time, then raised his head reluctantly and looked at Song Rou, "The servant girl is ignorant, and the empress laughed."

Song Rou nodded slightly, with a dignified demeanor.

She glanced at the small white jade pot, and she was even more determined to get it.

After playing three hands of Pai Gow in a row, Song Rou won a complete victory.

Nan Baoyi sat where she was, tears rolling down like broken pearls.

She held up the jar of pearl ointment, walked up to Song Rou with her head down, reluctantly but solemnly said: "I lost. This jar of pearl ointment belongs to the empress. In fact, the empress has beautiful facial features, but her complexion is dark yellow." Some, if she can be fair, she must be a beauty."

Song Rou happily took the small white jade pot.

Nan Baoyi's words really touched her heart.

She also felt that she was not beautiful enough because she was not white enough.

She was smart since she was a child, and she was supposed to shine in Shengjing City, but she was dark-skinned. Although the elders loved her for her knowledge and talents, and there were many dignitaries from aristocratic families who wanted her to manage the backyard for their daughter-in-law, young men preferred beauties.

What's the use of marrying into a powerful family if you can't win over your husband's heart.

So these years, she frantically searched for earthwork, wanted to improve her complexion, and wanted to become a great beauty, but all of them ended in failure.

Now that she got Nan Baoyi's beauty ointment, even God is helping her!

Nan Baoyi rubbed his teary eyes, turned around and ran into the inner hall.

In Song Rou's eyes, it was an expression of sadness.

She put away the pearl ointment, and gently told Yunxiu: "Take good care of your girl. Sister Nan is very blessed, don't let her be wronged."

Yunxiu respectfully said yes.

She respectfully sent the empress to leave, and then went to the inner hall with He Ye to find Nan Baoyi.

The girl was rolling on the imperial concubine's couch, hugging her stomach and laughing so hard that she couldn't stand up.

What whitening pearl ointment, it was a powder ointment she made casually, and it was filled with lead white.

Of course whitening can be done, but according to what she learned from Brother Jiang, excessive lead whitening can lead to skin ulceration, and in severe cases, it can even lead to death from heavy metals.

Although she doesn't know what heavy metal is, she understands what death is.

He Ye wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, smiled and blamed: "Just now when Miss pretended to cover her sleeves and sob, she laughed so hard, I am really afraid that you will reveal your secrets!"

Nan Baoyi sat up with a smile and said proudly, "Who am I? At least I have a few years of experience in the theater industry. It's so easy to reveal my secrets!"

The three masters and servants were bustling with each other.

the other side.

Chu Huainan and Song Rou sat in the warm sedan chair.

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