After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Nan Baoyi:? ? ?

When she came to her senses, she struggled violently: "Don't touch my pants...you are not allowed to touch my pants! Ahhhh, Xiao Yi, you are so shameless!"

Xiao Yi was so strong, he just stripped her clean.

Her skin was carefully maintained on weekdays, and her skin was particularly delicate and fair, with only a little bit of red remaining, like a peach.

Nan Baoyi kicked Xiao Yi in the face.

She quickly fastened her belt, her face flushed, and she huddled nervously deep in the bed tent: "You and I are now superiors and subordinates. You, how can you be a gentleman like this?!"

Xiao Yi sat beside the bed.

He said calmly: "Sir, can't you care about your subordinates?"

Nan Baoyi gritted his teeth.

Of course you can care about your subordinates, but how can you care enough to take off your subordinates' pants?

For such a commander, probably no one would dare to be his subordinate.

She kept a close eye on Xiao Yi, stretched out her hand, carefully pulled the brocade quilt over, and wrapped it tightly around herself, like a big round rice dumpling.

She put on a small face and tried to keep the atmosphere in the tent from being so ambiguous: "Let me ask you, did you know about Boss Han early on? All my plans are within your calculations, right?"

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows: "Who told you?"

"I thought of it myself."

"You don't have the brains."

Nan Baoyi is so angry!

She stretched out her foot from inside the brocade quilt and kicked Xiao Yi hard.

But Xiao Yi took advantage of the situation and grabbed it.

The little girl's feet were white and tender. She had to take pearl paste and peach blossom dew every day, apply them carefully and take care of them. They were even more delicate than his hands.

Caressing her small arch-like instep, he lowered his long eyelashes and said casually: "I know even if you don't tell me. Zhou Lingshu and Tang Xiao are both idiots. Only Yuchi is a little smarter. Nan Jiaojiao, he I'm trying to drive a wedge between you and me, can't you see?"

"Say it as if you and I have feelings."

Xiao Yi did not refute her.

He had a lot of research on people's acupuncture points, so he put Nan Baoyi's feet on his feet: "Let me ask you, why do you want to take the risk and kidnap Shen Yichao to see Han Yanliang?"

He was very strong and it hurt a little when he pressed his feet.

But after the initial pain, a sense of comfort spread along the soles of her feet, making Nan Baoyi very comfortable.

She leaned against the wall of the bed and said seriously: "Shen Yichao is about to get married. After getting married, he will have a family and will no longer be as free as before. I am a bystander, and I can see that he and Boss Han are not as free as before. Intentionally, I want them to give each other a chance and not regret it for the rest of their lives after missing it."

"Regret for life..." Xiao Yi tasted the word and sneered, "Nan Jiaojiao, you can see other people's feelings clearly, but can't you see your own feelings clearly? You hope that others won't regret for life, but what about yourself?"

Nan Baoyi was stunned.

She didn't expect that Xiao Yi would bring the matter back to her.

Xiao Yi lowered his eyes and pinched her feet slowly: "Do you want to wait until I marry another girl?

Can you face your own heart? "

Nan Baoyi turned her face away.

There was a layer of haze in the beautiful dark pupils.

How could she and Boss Han be the same?

She can't have children!

If she knew that she had major physical defects but still chose to marry Xiao Yi, what kind of bastard was she?

This is so unfair to Xiao Yi.

The powerful minister she admires deserves to be in power, deserves to have a smooth life, deserves to have a family full of descendants, and deserves to marry the best girl in the world.

She doesn't deserve it.

She said awkwardly: "Anyway, I just don't want to be with you."

Xiao Yi clearly caught the red eyes of the little girl.

He didn't want to make her cry.

He tried to keep his voice as soft as possible: "This is also the first time for me to face the strange turmoil in Chang'an, and it is also the first time for me to become enemies with my closest relatives. When I first entered the palace, I saw my brother's dried head hanging on the palace door. , also scared.

"I'm afraid that I can't defeat Queen Shen, and I'm afraid that I'll be completely defeated. But what I'm most afraid of is not being able to protect you and the Nan family, just like my brother failed to protect the emperor's wife and the Wen family. Every late night, I toss and turn , I think about how to defeat Queen Shen, I think about you being by my side, I can win whatever I say.

"But Nan Jiaojiao, how can you not want me now?"

His voice gradually became hoarse.

Nan Baoyi's hands were placed in the brocade quilt and she squeezed them tightly.

Since arriving in Chang'an, Xiao Yi's attitude has always been calm and calm.

Even if he is suppressed by Queen Shen, even if he is disliked by the aristocratic family, even if he is expelled from the house by the Nan family, he will still remain cold and aloof and go his own way.

It was as if no one in the world could make him feel wronged.

But at this moment, his voice was full of loneliness and helplessness.

Like being abandoned by everyone.

Nan Baoyi felt sorry for him and burst into tears.

She pursed her lips and raised her head, trying not to let the tears fall.

She said firmly: "Because I still love my second brother, I don't want to follow you anymore. I can't have children, so I have to choose concubines for you to continue the heirs. But I don't want to share you with other women. No way. Since I can’t get it all, then I just don’t want it. I would rather you marry a girl from another family.”

"Aren't you sad if I marry a girl from another family?"

"It's not under my nose anyway. Just be patient and it will pass."

"Love is a word, and if you endure it, it will tear your heart and lungs, and it will hurt your bones."

"I won't."

Xiao Yi stared at her speechlessly.

The little girl looked stubborn and spoke as hard as a duck.

He laughed angrily and nodded: "Okay, I'll see how you can bear it."

He stopped pinching Nan Baoyi's feet, turned around and walked away.

Nan Baoyi was beating a drum in her heart, fearing that he would get married tomorrow and make her angry, so she quickly shouted: "Second brother - oh no, Xiao Yi!"

Xiao Yi stopped and looked back: "What?"

Nan Baoyi really wanted to ask him if he really planned to marry another girl.

When the words came to her lips, her daughter's family was too thin-skinned to ask.

She said: "You, you only pinched one foot for me, and there is another foot that I haven't pinched yet - eh, don't leave, can I give you a reward?!"

Xiao Yi was so angry that he ran away.

The next day.

Autumn dew condenses on the garden vegetation.

The morning breeze blew through, and the branches were covered with dew, which rustled into the soil.

Nan Baoyi was wearing official uniform and touched the back door of Shen's mansion early in the morning.

Putting aside her own affairs, she was really worried about Han Yanliang.

But the servants in the Shen Mansion were more official than she was. They only looked at people through their nostrils, saying that the Shen Mansion only received celebrities from aristocratic families, and told her to go wherever she came from.

Nan Baoyi was so depressed that she had no choice but to sit on the steps across the alley, holding her little face in her hands and staring blankly at the closed back door of Shen's house.

At this time, the Shen family courtyard.

The curtains of the bedroom are hung low.

The pretty girl was nestled in Shen Yichao's arms, and their bodies were naturally close to each other under the brocade quilt.

Her eyes moved, she raised her hand to outline Shen Yichao's eyebrows, and said in a soft voice: "Yesterday, my husband was kidnapped. I heard that he went to see the beauty he loved in the past?"

Shen Yichao closed his eyes, grabbed her little hand, and said lightly: "I have never been attracted to her."

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