After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Ji Zhenzhen whispered: "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight, I really miss this road - ah!"

Before she could finish her words, her foot suddenly slipped!

Nan Baoyi reacted quickly and hurriedly hugged her to prevent her from rolling down the steps.

She asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

Ji Zhenzhen nestled in her arms.

The trail leader is scented with the fragrance of mountains and rivers, and it smells particularly quiet and cold, like fresh rain on an empty mountain and the colors of late autumn.

She raised her head and met Nan Baoyi's calm, dark eyes.

Her cheeks turned red and she stood up quickly: "No, it's okay..."

She raised her hand and unnaturally tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

For some reason, my heart was like a deer, beating wildly in my chest.

If she was interested in the little Taoist priest before, then at this moment, she seems to be really tempted...

Nan Baoyi didn't pay attention to her.

She raised the lantern and illuminated the bluestone steps in front of her.

She turned back and stretched out her hand towards Ji Zhenzhen: "The steps in front are steep and covered with moss. I will hold your hand as you walk so that you won't fall easily."

Ji Zhenzhen looked at her hands.

After a while, she blushed and shyly put her hand into Nan Baoyi's palm.

The palms of the young man's Taoist robe are tender and soft.

She likes it so much...

Finally arrived at Mengshan Academy.

The pavilion was brightly lit, and some of the scholars climbed high and shouted, some recited poems and painted, and some gathered to debate. Many children from aristocratic families were among them, and they all came with the intention of marrying Ji Zhenzhen.

Therefore, when they saw Ji Zhenzhen coming back, they rushed to greet her.

Ji Zhenzhen didn't like them.

She looked back and looked expectantly at Nan Baoyi outside the crowd: "Little Taoist Priest, you must come on the Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Nan Baoyi nodded.

She watched Ji Zhenzhen being crowded into the academy, feeling very envious in her heart.

They both came from poor families, but Ji Zhenzhen's father was a mountain chief, and her students were all officials in the court, so there were so many dignitaries and talented people asking to marry her.

As for her, her father is useless.

Growing up, those who pursued her were either scumbags or perverts.

It's good now, she can't even give birth to a child, so how can she talk about getting married?

When I was melancholy, Yuchi Beichen came over.

He wears short brown clothes, a large wine gourd hanging around his waist, a pair of loose black cloth lantern trousers, and black cloth shoes with white soles. He looks slovenly.

He held up a lamp and raised his eyebrows: "Sister Baoyi, why are you in a daze? Your sister was afraid that you would be picked up by a wolf, so she asked me to pick you up."

Nan Baoyi nodded and followed him back.

The mountain road is quiet and quiet.

As Yuchi Beichen walked, he glanced at Nan Baoyi secretly, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Sister Baoyi, there is no one around now. If you have anything to say to me, just say it boldly, I won't laugh at you. "

Nan Baoyi said with a straight face: "I have nothing to say to you."

"Don't be polite to me!"

"I'm not being polite to you.

"

Yuchi Beichen suddenly jumped in front of her and blocked her way.

"If you don't say it, then I will." The young man's eyebrows were unruly, frank and enthusiastic, "Sister Baoyi, I really like you, and I want to take you as my concubine!"

Be a concubine? !

Nan Baoyi gritted his teeth.

Although she is not good enough, Yuchi is also a duck. How can he be better?

He actually asked her to be my concubine!

Sure enough, those who pursue her are either scumbags or perverts!

"ill!"

Angry in her heart, she slapped Yuchi neatly and walked away angrily.

Yuchi Beichen touched the five red fingerprints on his cheek.

Gee, sister Baoyi doesn't want to be a concubine, but she actually wants to be his wife.

So unsatisfied!

He was about to chase Nan Baoyi when his eyes suddenly fell in the distance.

Mengshan Academy is still brightly lit.

There was a look of superiority in his eyes, and he sneered with unknown meaning before turning around to look for Nan Baoyi.

…

Finally the day of Mid-Autumn Festival arrived.

Nan Baoyi stood in the room and looked carefully at the bronze mirror.

The girl in the mirror is wearing a snow-white exquisite Taoist robe with wide sleeves and gauze, clean and light. She wears a small white jade crown on her bun, and a few strands of broken hair hanging from the corner of her forehead, making her face white and delicate.

She deliberately painted her temples and eyebrows in black, which makes her more elegant and sophisticated, making it difficult to distinguish between male and female.

Nan Baozhu sat by the window, holding a white crane and combing its feathers.

She raised her eyes and looked at her little cousin's outfit, and then at the ink paintings hanging all over the room. The paintings showed a young and handsome husband, either angry or smiling, all of them were Xiao Yi.

These paintings were painted by Jiaojiao during her free time these days.

She felt sorry for Jiaojiao and warned: "Don't just help Ji Zhenzhen debate. If there is a suitable husband, Jiaojiao can also find opportunities to make plans for herself. Don't always think about Xiao Yi."

Nan Baoyi adjusted her belt, raised her head, and smiled gently at her: "I took note of it."

Nan Baozhu blushed.

She couldn't blame Ji Zhenzhen for loving Jiaojiao. Jiaojiao looked so pretty when she smiled like this. She, the cousin who saw her day and night, couldn't stand it!

…

Nan Baoyi came to Mengshan Academy.

Today there are many distinguished guests in the academy, all of whom are here to propose marriage to Ji Zhenzhen.

After she entered, she immediately became the center of attention because of her good-looking appearance, and everyone thought she was also here to propose marriage.

The envious gentleman from an aristocratic family couldn't help but taunt him: "There are many famous families in Dayong, but I have never seen you. Which family are you from? Do you have a famous post? Mengshan Academy is looking for a son-in-law today, and it's not just a cat or a dog." You can participate!”

Nan Baoyi ignored them.

She looked around but didn't see Ji Zhenzhen.

Also, the people sitting in this hall are all husbands. How can she, a girl, come out alone to show off.

"Hey, I have a question for you!"

Those men who had been robbed of the limelight asked questions one after another.

Nan Baoyi still ignored them.

Not only did he ignore me, he also found a seat and sat down calmly.

A man from a noble family wearing a Taoist robe flicked his coat and said in a strange way: "These days, even cats and dogs dare to learn how to wear Taoist robes. I am not talented, so I studied under the training of a Changchun mountain man. The poinsettia, the national master of the current dynasty, is my ancestor. Master. This young gentleman, I don’t know where he studied, but do you dare to tell me his name?"

Nan Baoyi is leisurely and at ease: "Take all things as a teacher."

There was silence in the hall for a moment.

Although this sentence has the same meaning as "There is no master, there is a pheasant school", but why does it sound inexplicably stylish and inscrutable?

Outside the hall, a chuckle suddenly came.

A young man wearing a Taoist robe and gauze crown, with a cinnabar mole on his eyebrows, playing a reed flute, was slowly stepping across the threshold.

Everyone quickly stood up and saluted: "National Master!"

Poinsettia signaled that she would not be polite: "Today's debate, Chief Ji Shan has invited me to preside over and act as matchmaker. It's such a happy day, so you don't need to be too polite."

The gentleman in Taoist robes took the opportunity to complain: "Master Patriarch, this young gentleman came out of nowhere and claimed to be a teacher of all things. It is really an insult to the rules of our Taoist sect. I beg Grandmaster to expel him." Leave the academy to avoid tarnishing today’s debate.”

Poinsettia looked at Nan Baoyi.

The little junior sister is wearing a Taoist robe, elegant and noble, like a fairy in the mountains.

It was this little thing that took away Master's favor.

It was this little thing that ruined his disciple's imperial destiny.

There was murderous intent in his eyes.

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