After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The palace was deserted, with no high hall, no master of ceremonies, and no guests.

Two red wedding candles were placed in front of the incense table. They were found in the Zen room and were left over from the last wedding of the mountain god.

A plate of snow-white glutinous rice cakes was dyed a little red with rouge, which was regarded as a wedding cake for weddings.

The mountains were filled with blazing fire.

The temple gradually fell into a cage of fire.

In the hall, the two people worshiped silently.

It was obviously an extremely simple wedding, and they knew clearly that they would die after the wedding, but they still looked happy, as if they had received a great gift.

Xiao Qingyang raised her head, her eyes full of admiration: "Qingyang, a believing girl, swears in front of the Buddha that she is willing to be the wife of the Nan family brother in this life. I will never leave her for the rest of my life."

Nan Chengyi stared at her eyebrows: "Disciple Xuandu, I have no chance of Buddhism. I am willing to give up my precepts and return to secular life, and marry Qingyang. I will protect her forever."

He raised his hand and caressed the girl's delicate face.

She had carefully dressed herself up.

His appearance was even more stunning than when he was on the study tour, like a brilliant blazing sun.

The fingertips gently outlined her eyebrows, and finally stopped on her soft lips.

He had thought about it day and night...

The red silk is stretched to the ground.

The two embraced each other in the palace and kissed each other passionately.

The fire was like a swimming dragon, gradually engulfing this majestic and solemn palace.

…

At the foot of the mountain.

Wei Shaoqian stared at the bluestone steps.

Flames have surrounded the temple, but the mountain door has never been opened.

That woman didn't come out...

She was willing to die!

He got off his horse and rushed up the mountain regardless.

Several followers stopped him firmly: "Young Master, you can't do this!"

"The fire is so strong, you will die if you enter the mountain, young master!"

Wei Shaoqian's eyes were about to split, his eyes were red, and he yelled like crazy: "Xiao Qingyang, what's the point of running away from your marriage? What's the point of hiding in the mountains! If you have the guts, come out!"

He broke away from his entourage and ran up the steps like crazy.

"Xiao Qingyang! Didn't I just sleep with you as a palace maid? Didn't I just scare you with nightmares? How could you treat me like this?! What's so good about Nan Chengyi and what's so good about him?!"

The man ran too fast.

The steps were covered with slippery moss. He rolled down dozens of steps in embarrassment and cut his forehead.

The sinister and cruel noble husband completely collapsed at this moment.

He clenched his fists and pounded the ground hard, tears welling up unsatisfactorily, and his voice gradually turned into pleading: "Xiao Qingyang, come out, you... I'm still waiting to worship you... I've invited so many guests, I'm still I have arranged a boudoir for you..."

Nan Baoyi came on horseback.

The horse stopped at the foot of the mountain, and she stared blankly at the mountain of flames.

She listened to every word of Wei Shaoqian's words.

This is the husband of the Wei family,

In order to force Emperor Ji to come out, he even set fire to the mountain!

She turned over and dismounted, and wanted to rush into the temple along the steps, but the fire was too strong and gradually burned the entire mountain road, making it impossible to enter the mountain.

She stepped back, coughing violently due to the smoke and dust, and her eyes were so filled with tears that she could hardly open them.

She held on to the saddle and breathed hard, then angrily grabbed Wei Shaoqian's collar: "Are you crazy?! Even if you arrest people, you don't do it like this!"

Wei Shaoqian pushed her away.

He sat slumped on the ground and murmured: "She is dead...she actually hates me so much..."

Nan Baoyi was so angry that her heart ached.

She turned to the Wei army: "What are you doing here? Go find water to put out the fire!"

Everyone looked at each other and Wei Shaoqian.

Wei Shaoqian just whispered, not knowing what he was talking about.

Nan Baoyi gritted his teeth and took out the commander's badge: "Set fire to the mountain is a serious crime. Do you want to watch your master be sentenced?!"

The army didn't know what to do.

Seeing that their master had no fighting spirit and was confused, and they were worried about Nan Baoyi's identity, they thought twice and had to go find water to put out the fire.

There was chaos on all sides.

The pagoda in the mountain collapsed.

The burning ashes all over the field were blown all over the sky by the cold wind, like a fiery red swallowtail butterfly with broken wings, fluttering and landing in Nan Baoyi's palm.

She closed her palms and slowly closed her eyes.

She knew the chances of Di Ji and Fifth Brother surviving.

…

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star.

Mingyue Tower.

As a girl, Di Ji, dressed in red clothes, black pants and soap boots, with a neat high bun, climbed the carved stairs with gritted teeth.

"The bandits were suppressed yesterday. After the operation, they disappeared without a trace. I was left to clean up the mess and report to the government! Nan Chengyi, if I find you secretly sneaking here to have a good time and drink, just wait for me!"

She cursed angrily and kicked the fan open.

The strange men and women who were having sex in the fan were panicked and quickly hugged each other.

The girl was ashamed and angry, looking for one after another: "Nan Chengyi, get out of here!"

The madam was frightened and hurriedly followed behind to persuade her: "Girl, girl——"

"Get out of the way!"

Xiao Qingyang broke away from the madam's hand and pushed open the largest seating room.

The aroma of wine fills the air.

Twelve musicians, holding pipa and various musical instruments, were playing the song "The Phoenix Seeks the Phoenix".

The dancer wearing a light gauze water-sleeved skirt, with hibiscus flowers and golden powder on her skin, is spinning and dancing.

The eight landscape screens are luxurious and elegant, with elegant seats spread across them.

The young knight-errant, who came from a wealthy and prosperous family, was lying under the screen with his legs crossed, his arms resting on his pillow, and a small celadon wine cup held in one hand. His brows were clear and unrestrained.

He drank all the wine in the cup and sang in a low voice in a carefree and carefree manner: "If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, and rushes to the sea never to return. If you don't see it, the mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and the morning is like blue silk and turns to snow at dusk - "

"Nan Chengyi!"

Xiao Qingyang was furious.

She rushed over and grabbed the boy's collar: "I am busy in front of and behind the horse, but you come here to be free and happy, you are worthy of me!"

The girl's aura is too strong.

The girls in the private seats just thought it was a couple quarreling, and the young bride chased her husband to the flower house to beat and scold her unlucky husband. Therefore, for fear of getting into trouble, she did not dare to stay longer and hurriedly left.

Nan Chengyi was half drunk.

Smelling the familiar fragrance of Feng Xue, he opened his drunken eyes and saw the dashing little Di Ji in red.

She fell asleep again.

The young man curled his lips, held Xiao Qingyang's waist with his big hands, turned her over and pressed her on the green bamboo mat.

The fingertips rubbed the girl's fair and charming face.

He leaned toward her ear ambiguously: "To be successful in life, you must have all the joy you can, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon..."

The boy drank green apricot wine.

Between the lips and teeth, there is the unique sweetness and sourness of green apricots.

The alcohol in her breath was soft and mellow, and the heat in her nose spread across Xiao Qingyang's ears, making her face quietly blush.

She was inexplicably drunk even though she didn't drink.

Xianbai pushed his chest with both hands, but she couldn't use any force...

Nan Chengyi lowered his eyelashes and placed a dense kiss between her ears and pink neck.

He panted, and expertly untied the girl's dress as he had done countless times in his dreams.

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