After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

It was already midnight.

There was soft snow in the mountain temple, the monks went back to their meditation rooms, and the maids were sitting under the eaves, taking a nap.

In the verandah, the hexagonal green-leather lamp revealed cold white light and shadow.

There was a hill-like pile of nut shells on the low table. The cold wind blew by, and the red coats of peanuts peeled off from the plate rolled up into the night sky like butterflies.

Nan Baoyi was full, lying on the table and sleeping in a daze.

Xiao Yi looked at the wooden lattice window quietly.

A little warm yellow light behind the Korean paper reflects the mottled figures.

It can be vaguely seen that the curtains beside the couch are drooped, and the young monk is sitting beside the couch, hugging the emperor who is gradually sleeping. Even though he is sitting upright and noble, and his hands gently tucking the girl's bed, he still reveals the protection hidden in his heart. want.

He sneered softly: "If the six roots are not purified, what kind of monk do you think you are?"

Nan Baoyi woke up with a start.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, and the saliva at the corner of her mouth was stained with a few petals of peanut red clothes. She looked around blankly: "Getting married? Who wants to get married? Di Ji can't get married!"

Xiao Yi curled his thin lips.

He took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the corners of the little girl's mouth: "No one wants to get married."

Nan Baoyi breathed a sigh of relief and began to doze off again.

Xiao Yi picked her up and said, "It's snowing in the mountains. You'll get cold if you sleep here. I'll carry you back to the house."

He walked straight towards the meditation room where he rested.

Nan Baoyi was sleepy and her eyelids were twitching, enjoying his care with peace of mind.

When he walked out of Xiao Qingyang's Zen courtyard, she suddenly opened her eyes.

its not right!

She and her second brother are no longer a couple, why is he holding her?

Look at the direction and hug him into his room!

In the middle of the night, the heart of Buddhism!

This guy is so bold!

She was nervous: "You, you, you -"

"Don't talk, or I'll kiss you."

Xiao Yi was indifferent and wrapped her tightly in a cloak.

Nan Baoyi quickly covered her mouth.

She stared at Xiao Yi, all the way from Xiao Qingyang's Zen courtyard to his.

Xiao Yi walked through the green brick path planted with green cypresses and climbed up the stairs.

Jiuxi, who was guarding the corridor, quickly stood up and saluted.

She glanced at Nan Baoyi, who was held tightly in Xiao Yi's arms, lowered her head, pushed open the door, and stepped aside respectfully: "Shi Yan has eaten up his stomach, so I have to keep vigil for him in my humble position."

Xiao Yi crossed the threshold.

The door was closed from outside.

Xiao Yi threw Nan Baoyi onto the green bamboo couch: "Stop staring, your eyes will pop out."

Nan Baoyi sat up cross-legged.

She saw a book lying on Xiao Yi's pillow, so she took it over and said, "If you don't hug me, can I glare at you? Your Highness is a noble prince, but he acts like a prostitute."

"Don't look-"

Xiao Yi reached out to grab it.

Nan Baoyi has been opened.

She only glanced at it,

He immediately returned it to him with disgust: "You secretly look at this kind of picture alone! You can just hide it in your own house and take it outside!"

Xiao Yi closed the album.

The base of the ears is reddish.

He sat next to Nan Baoyi and pinched her cheek: "I brought it out by mistake in the file, not intentionally. When I was young and vigorous, I didn't hide my beauty in a golden house, and I didn't go to the flower house. Hobby. If you don't show me fire avoidance pictures, will I still be a man? Even Gu Chongshan has seen this kind of thing secretly, right? "

Nan Baoyi teased the brocade quilt and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

She knows that men and women are different.

The second brother seemed to like her very much as he said he wanted to protect her.

She thought and yawned proudly: "I'm so sleepy, I have to go to sleep."

She rolled up the brocade quilt and rolled to the back of the bed.

She was almost pressed against the wall.

Xiao Yi put on his clothes and lay down: "You don't have to be so far away from me. Although I don't believe in gods and Buddhas, I respect the piety of monks and will not do anything inappropriate on their territory."

The little girl ignored him.

He closed his eyes calmly.

It didn't take long before I felt something extra on my body.

He opened his eyes.

The little girl leaned forward and was carefully covering him with half of the brocade quilt.

She raised her eyes to look at him, then crawled back into bed like a rabbit.

Xiao Yi touched the brocade quilt, and his thin lips smiled even more.

Nan Baoyi hid in the dark quilt.

She opened her eyes, listening to the steady breathing behind her, and suddenly felt more tears.

The second brother really loves her.

It would be nice if she wasn't mutilated.

If she is not disabled, when she gets the file and her family is rated as a top-grade noble family, she can stand beside him proudly and with a clear conscience as a noble girl.

If she were not disabled, she would be as good as any girl from aristocratic families in Chang'an.

If she wasn't disabled, she would be worthy of him.

The long-lost inferiority complex quietly struck in the silent night. The girl hid in the darkness and wiped away the uncontrollable tears alone with the back of her hand.

If he couldn't get what he asked for, how could she get what she wanted?

The Zen room is so quiet that you can hear the sound of snow falling in the mountains.

But Xiao Yi couldn't hear the sound of snow.

He only heard the girl's sobs that she tried to suppress.

Heartbreaking, heartbreaking.

He could feel that she was holding on to the brocade quilt tightly, and because she was so suppressed, her whole body was trembling slightly, and she was afraid that he would hear her.

He turned over in silence, grabbed Nan Baoyi's waist, and held her tightly in his arms.

The wind and snow were raging outside.

Nan Baoyi was held by him, because she knew that when dawn came tomorrow, she would still be forced to distance herself from him.

She really couldn't let go of her second brother.

…

The next day.

The bells of the mountain temple are ringing silently.

When Nan Baoyi woke up, the person beside her pillow was nowhere to be found.

She cleaned herself up, walked out of the Zen room, and saw Zhou Lingshu and Tang Xiao wearing monk robes they got from nowhere, sitting side by side under the eaves with tea in their hands, admiring the snow.

She was curious: "Where is Your Highness?"

Tang Xiao stared intently: "I'm going down the mountain to handle the case."

Nan Baoyi glanced around, but didn't see Jiuxi.

She asked: "Where is Jiuxi?"

Zhou Lingshu said calmly: "Follow me down the mountain."

Nan Baoyi said "Oh", feeling strange.

She saw these two people acting strangely again and couldn't help but said, "What are you doing sitting here?"

"Practice Zen."

The two said in unison.

Nan Baoyi pursed her lips.

Zen meditation...

It’s strange that these two embroidered pillows are so Zen-like.

She moved Zhang Xiudun and sat next to them: "I will practice Zen with you. I have been feeling agitated recently, so it would be good to calm down for a while."

So the three of them held hot tea and quietly watched the falling snow.

A quarter of an hour passed.

Nan Baoyi was the first to look away, took a sip of the cooled tea, and said, "It's so boring."

Yes, she is the third embroidered pillow.

Zhou Lingshu and Tang Xiao then looked away and rubbed their sore eyes: "We feel a little bored too."

Nan Baoyi thought of something and asked, "By the way, what case did you come to Wanguo Temple to handle?"

Tang Xiao said: "In the villages and towns near Chang'an City, cases of missing newlyweds occur every year. For ten consecutive years, as many as seventy or eighty newlyweds have disappeared, which has become the number one unsolved case that shocked Chang'an.

"It didn't happen this year. Just when everyone thought the murderer might have washed his hands of the crime, a case suddenly happened near Wanguo Temple half a month ago. The newlyweds were sitting in the boudoir waiting for their husband to marry, and suddenly disappeared.

"In the past ten years, successive ministers could not find any clues to solve the case, so some people who believed in ghosts and gods called the disappearance of the newlywed bride - the wedding of the mountain god."

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