After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The seating area is filled with sweet soothing incense, and the woven gauze screen depicts pale gold landscapes, filtering the light from the hexagonal glass lamp into a quiet and tranquil setting.

Nan Baoyi slept soundly, replenishing his energy just after midnight.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Water."

The steward knelt down and stood in front of the imperial concubine's bed. After hearing this, he quickly presented a cup of fragrant tea.

He watched Nan Baoyi drink tea and said with a smile: "Master, the person you asked for has been found for you. Are you satisfied?"

Nan Baoyi looked up.

The maid removed the screen.

Eighteen strong men stood in the booth, their clothes completely undressed, revealing their muscular waists and chests.

Seeing her looking over, they all couldn't wait to show off their masculine power.

Nan Baoyi was silent for a long time, and had a bad premonition in his heart: "What is this?"

The steward was beaming: "I understand! Don't you just want to find someone to take care of you? This is the male favorite that the villain has personally selected for you. Do you think you will favor one man a day, or will you all do it together? The villain thinks, It might be more lively if we go together!"

Nan Baoyi almost spit out a mouthful of tea.

She raised her sleeves to wipe the corners of her mouth and stared at the steward in disbelief.

The steward turned away shyly: "If you dislike their rudeness, I would be willing to serve you personally. However, I am still innocent——"

"Stop it!"

Nan Baoyi is furious.

She gritted her teeth: "I don't want them, and I don't want you. I want Xiao Daoyan, go and bring Xiao Daoyan to me!"

The steward was confused: "Xiao Daoyan?"

The slaves who were demoted to the Colosseum included high-ranking officials, world-famous talents, and even desperadoes who committed evil deeds.

When they came here, they all lost their original names and were only replaced by numbers.

Nan Baoyi said impatiently: "That's the new one today."

"Oh!" The steward suddenly realized and gave a thumbs up to Nan Baoyi in admiration, "Master has a good eye. That guy is really handsome and handsome. One look at him and he can tell that he is very majestic——"

"Go quickly!"

Nan Baoyi's ears turned red and he kicked him.

Who is this!

After the steward walked away, her stomach made a series of gurgling sounds.

She rubbed her hungry belly and then remembered that she hadn't had dinner yet.

She picked up the tall porcelain plate filled with exquisite snacks, picked up the fragrant, soft and glutinous passion cake, and took a bite of it every time she was hungry.

When Xiao Yi stepped in, he saw his little girl with bulging cheeks, chewing food like a little squirrel, and rolled her eyes because she choked.

He raised his eyebrows and stepped forward, handing her a cup of warm tea.

After Nan Baoyi drank the tea, he finally calmed down and looked at Xiao Yi while stroking his chest.

He has a messy ponytail, an open black shirt, strong chest muscles, and a narrow waist.

Wearing a pair of worn-out soap trousers, the legs of the trousers are rolled up to expose the bare calves and feet, with heavy shackles on the ankles.

It is used to prevent prisoners from escaping.

She was surprised: "It's such a cold day, and you only wear these clothes?"

"It doesn't matter."

Xiao Yi reached out and wiped away the passion cake crumbs from her lips.

His fingertips traveled along her cheek, and finally landed on a red bruise on her forehead.

The little girl's skin was as white as jade, and the bruise was very obvious.

He narrowed his eyes: "Who did it?"

Nan Baoyi touched the wound and told the story of having an egg thrown at him in an understatement.

Xiao Yi's eyes darkened.

After being quiet for a long time, he said: "There is another way, which can change the world without Jiaojiao suffering."

"Can't!"

Nan Baoyi stopped him immediately without even thinking about it.

She knew what his approach was.

He wanted to return to South Vietnam, gather 500,000 soldiers and horses, and command Dayong.

He is the god of war on the battlefield. If he goes ahead and gambles regardless, he can certainly defeat Shen Jiang.

However, many innocent people died in the previous life. In the end, only a few hundred horses were left out of his half a million soldiers, and Tianshu was even wiped out.

She didn't want such a bloody war.

She doesn't know if there is karma in the world, but she wants to accumulate more blessings for her second brother who was addicted to killing in his previous life.

She raised her little face, her red eyes sparkling: "I have never been a bad person. For me, being a powerful minister is not a bad thing. Second brother, don't worry, I will definitely protect myself in the future. , I won’t be bullied.”

In his previous life, the second brother was obviously a hero who defended his family and country, but his reputation was tarnished.

Now that he had tasted it, she also wanted to taste it completely.

But she was willing.

Xiao Yi's big palm gently caressed the girl's face.

She said it so easily, but he knew exactly what kind of pressure she would bear.

He lowered his head and pressed his forehead against hers: "It's my fault. After I agreed to marry you, I would protect you and let you be the little girl of the Xiao family, but now you are allowed to show up and deal with evil wolves. ...In this life, I owe Nan Jiaojiao a lot."

Nan Baoyi held his shoulders.

She raised her head and kissed his jaw and the corners of his lips.

Danfeng's eyes were as bright as stars, and she smiled brightly: "Second brother, I am willing to do it!"

This life was given by him.

She was so unruly and willful in her previous life, so she owed him a good moon.

Candlelight beeps.

The gold silk embroidered hibiscus curtain hangs low.

The girl's clothes were half-undressed, with dark black official robes stacked around her waist, making her complexion look like snow.

The ribbon that bound her hair was pulled away, and the hanging black silk made her look more delicate than flowers, making her most charming.

The shackled man leaned over.

The deep darkness is his eyes.

He tried to taste it lightly, fearing that he would break his little girl.

The girl's eyelashes were moist: "It hurts..."

"It's been too long since I've done it."

Xiao Yi couldn't bear the discomfort, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He gently and patiently kissed her eyebrows and coaxed her to relax.

A fine snow fell outside the window.

At dawn in the east, Xiao Yi sat alone in front of the couch.

He looked back and saw that the little girl was sleeping soundly. Her lip was bitten in the fierce battle, and a trace of solidified bright red blood highlighted her unique beauty.

He was silent and gathered the brocade quilt for her.

Once the power game begins, neither party has the right to stop it.

Otherwise, everything will be lost.

And he placed all his bets on Nan Jiaojiao.

He bowed his head, kissed away the blood stains on her lips, and whispered in her ear: "Will the road ahead be difficult? I will be with you, always with you..."

…

Snow falls in Chang'an.

Shen Jiang stood barefoot in front of the warm palace window, overlooking the jagged nine-layered palace.

The female officer reported in detail behind her: "The informant reported that Mr. Nan did not give special treatment to His Highness King Yong. Although he was summoned last night, when His Highness King Yong came out of the private seat this morning, he was still shackled and locked up in a slave cell. A prison to live in.”

Shen Jiang raised his hand and placed a slow stroke on the mist on the glass window.

The female officer pondered for a moment and then said suspiciously: "Your Majesty, is Mr. Nan really sincerely seeking refuge with you? I am worried that she will be unfavorable to you."

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