After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

It’s a hot summer day with long wind and hot weather.

Xiao Yi stared at his brother's head, and what came to his mind was the gentle and gentle aristocratic husband back then.

Zeng traveled thousands of miles to Shu County just to take a look at his brother, whom he had never met before.

After he was wronged by his mother, she took him back home, personally brought him a bowl of beef noodle soup, caressed his back, and called him "Ayan" tenderly.

Xiao Yi closed his eyes.

He wrapped the head with brocade cloth and handed it to Shiku: "Take it back and bury it properly."

The imperial guards from the palace surrounded him.

The deputy commander of the imperial army, who was headed by him, was riding on a horse, holding a halberd, and said coldly and proudly: "I pay my respects to His Highness King Yong. His Highness returned to Chang'an for the first time. He didn't know something. The head of the traitor was hung on the tower on the order of the Queen. There is no Queen." According to Yi’s decree, no one is allowed to—”

The cold light appeared suddenly, like the light from the sky.

The nine-foot sword suddenly slashed across the deputy commander's neck!

He still had a cold and arrogant expression on his face, but his head rolled to the ground in a mess, and it didn't stop until it reached Shi Yan's horse's hooves.

Blood gushed out from his skull, his tall body tilted on the horse, and he soon fell to the ground.

The other Imperial Guards were immediately horrified.

They swallowed and looked at Xiao Yi without the slightest sign of neglect just now.

Xiao Yi sheathed his sword and nonchalantly urged his horse towards the palace: "In this world, my surname is Xiao."

Go to the Imperial Study Room.

The chief steward quickly saluted him with a smile: "I send my regards to His Highness King Yong! His Highness has been away for twenty years, but when he returned, he brought back ten counties in the southwest, greatly expanding the territory of our country. He is the hero of Dayong! "

After flattering him, Xiao Yi looked impatient.

He coughed lightly and hurriedly went in to pass the message.

Xiao Yi was introduced to the imperial study.

The imperial study room is elegantly decorated, but unfortunately there are no memorials, national seals, etc. The room is full of calligraphy and books, and the walls are covered with ancient paintings. It does not look like the study room of a king of a country, but more like the mountain residence of some literati.

A man was sitting on his knees under the window.

Wearing a plain white robe with ink bamboo patterns and a golden crown on his head, he has a handsome profile and is carefully sketching a meticulous painting on rice paper.

Maybe he was not in good health, so he didn't paint for long before he covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed violently, which made his lips redder and flushed on his handsome face, showing a moonlight-like beauty in his frailty.

Xiao Yi looked at him.

This man is his father.

The most insignificant man in the Yong Dynasty Hall.

Xiao Yi really had no desire to salute.

He sat down, picked up a cup of fragrant tea, and caressed the tea cover slowly: "I just came back from the southwest, and I came to the palace specifically to pay my respects to my father."

Xiao Yu raised his eyes.

After looking at Xiao Yi for a moment, he said gently: "How has Ayan been doing these years?"

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows with a bad attitude: "What do you think?"

"Ayan hates me?"

"You indulged her and killed your eldest son,

His head was even hung on the palace tower for public display. If you don't distinguish between loyal and traitorous people, you are in vain. If you refuse to save someone, you are not a father in the right way. "

Xiao Yu didn't seem to expect that when they first met, he would be scolded by his son.

He withdrew his gaze and quietly picked up his pen and licked the ink.

I want to continue sketching the bamboo leaves on the paper, but my hand holding the pen is trembling.

After a while, he whispered: "She likes it."

"She still likes Xiao Family Tianxia, ​​are you going to give in too?"

Xiao Yu said nothing.

Xiao Yi originally wanted to have tea, but when he saw his attitude, he was extremely disappointed with his so-called father. He had no intention of having tea.

He stood up, gave a perfunctory bow, and left the imperial study.

The dense bamboo curtains make the sunlight coming in extra gentle.

Xiao Yu covered his fists and coughed a few times. Although he was the emperor, his eyes were full of loneliness.

Xiao Yi stepped out of the threshold.

Shi Yan was waiting outside and whispered: "Eunuch Liu just came here to send a message, saying that all the civil and military officials are waiting at Gaoyang Palace for His Highness to go over and have some wine. Several princes and highnesses are also here."

"I'm not going." Xiao Yi walked down the steps, "Is there any news about the princess?"

Shi Yan followed up: "The Tianshu secret guards have dispersed and infiltrated into the Chang'an market. If the princess is in Chang'an, clues will definitely be found within half a month."

Xiao Yi nodded.

Shiyan followed suit, glanced in the direction of Gaoyang Palace, and said worriedly: "When you first returned to Chang'an, did you not give face to those ministers from aristocratic families? Will it cause trouble? I heard from the humble position that Dayong Chaotang is almost controlled by aristocratic families, and their power is , even vaguely superior to the imperial power..."

Xiao Yi held the reins.

He got on his horse and curled his lips impatiently: "Why should a group of fat rats rely on the shadow of their ancestors to show their face?"

After saying that, he grabbed the horse's belly and galloped away from the palace.

Shi Yan watched him go away.

The young Prince Yong, wearing bright clothes and angry horses, has an arrogant attitude.

However, he has the capital to be arrogant.

Shi Yan couldn't help but admire: "The heroes recorded in the history books must have such magnanimity, right? No one in this world can ask my Highness to bow his head and bend the knee..."

…

"Greetings to grandma. I'm sorry for missing Nan Jiaojiao."

South Mansion, main hall.

Xiao Yi knelt on the futon and lowered his head.

The hall was full of Nan family members.

Mrs. Nan sat upright. She used to look kind and plump, but now she has lost a lot of weight. Her old eyes are red and swollen, and there are many fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. She obviously sheds tears every day.

She turned away and cried, obviously not wanting to see Xiao Yi.

On one side of the hall, the second-bedroom couple Jiang and Nanmu and their legitimate son Nan Chengli were sitting. On the other side of the hall were the third-bedroom couple Cheng Yerou and Nanguang, and their youngest son who had just turned one year old.

Everyone grew up watching Nan Baoyi and regarded her as a treasure. They did not blame Xiao Yi because of his noble status.

Jiang was still calm and asked: "Cheng wrote a letter saying that your mother kidnapped Jiaojiao... Xiao Yi, how could you let your family bully Jiaojiao?!"

Xiao Yi was silent.

Cheng Yerou handed the baby to the wet nurse, looked sideways at Xiao Yi, and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid that our whole family will be deceived by this unfaithful person! He is Xiao Daoyan, the prince of Dayong, but the name written in the marriage certificate was Xiao Daoyan. Yi. So that marriage letter is invalid at all! Xiao Yi, you treat our whole family as idiots, deliberately cheating on marriages, and letting down Jiaojiao's love. You are so cruel!"

These words made the old lady even more sad.

Mother Ji wiped her tears and said: "Ancestor, please stop crying. After crying for two months, if you cry again, your eyes will be blinded by crying..."

In an angry and sad atmosphere, Nan Guang ate melon seeds and glanced at Xiao Yi.

This guy is wearing a golden crown of dragon, he is the Prince of Dayong!

Maybe he can become Emperor Yong in the future!

He was so greedy that he cleared his throat: "What, let me say a few words. In fact, Ayan didn't mean to let down Jiaojiao. Ayan's life has not been easy these years. We are all elders, so we should be more considerate. he--"

"you shut up!"

Everyone in the Nan family said in unison.

Nan Guang shut up in horror.

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