After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Xiao Sui stopped.

He bowed his head, twisting the beads one by one with his fingertips, and finally stopped on the little golden bell.

The wind of early summer radiates warmth.

The golden bell is crisp, like the sweet laugh of a girl from a long time ago.

I don't know how long it has passed, Xiao Sui said lightly: "How do I believe you?"

Poinsettia smiles warmly: "If you believe in me, you won't lose anything. If you don't believe in me, you will lose for a lifetime. Your Majesty, this seat has no grievances against you and will not lie to you."

Xiao Sui chose to believe him temporarily.

Poinsettia gave him a note, which stated that Huo Tingyu's current location was a small village two hundred miles away from Wuxiang City.

Xiao Sui dared not delay, and set off in a hurry in the afternoon with his confidant entourage.

Poinsettia ascended the high tower.

He watched Xiao Sui go away on the official road, and his gaze slowly turned to the far north.

Outside the Great Wall is the Northern Wei Dynasty.

He will wait here personally to prevent the little junior sister from going south.

The Gobi wilderness outside the Great Wall is endless, and there are foreign people living in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

At the end of the grassland, the city is vaguely visible, which is the prosperous area of ​​Wei State.

Although the economy of the Northern Wei Dynasty is not as good as that of the Central Plains, the country is vast and rich in water, grass, cattle and sheep. It is a rare fertile land in the world.

If it can annex the Northern Wei Dynasty...

Poinsettia passed the dangerous dark light under his eyes.

——I Gu Chongshan, I would like to use the three hundred years of the Northern Wei Dynasty's national fortune to exchange her life for her.

The promise that Gu Chongshan made in the Laojun Pavilion has not yet been fulfilled.

Gu Chongshan has no heirs, and Gu Yu is weak and can't live long. Although there is a son under his knee, there are rumors that the child was born with golden pupils, and it is still unknown whether the child was born with a golden pupil.

Without him, the Northern Wei Dynasty is almost exhausted.

Poinsettia pulled her thin lips, turned and walked down the tower indifferently.

He casually folded a twig of willow, rolled over and sat on the back of the green cow.

Some homesick soldiers blew the Qiang flute under the far wall.

Poinsettia looks back.

Tens of thousands of soldiers were guarded on the Great Wall. Some of them guarded here to prevent the Northern Wei Dynasty from encroaching on the south. They have guarded from the majestic and magnificent temples to the green temples for decades.

Maybe they will all be able to return to their hometown soon.

...

The long way is long.

It took Xiao Yi a month to finally return to Chang'an.

Changle Palace.

A Weak greeted him happily, and looked behind Xiao Yi for a long time. His dark eyes were gradually full of disappointment, but he still held a glimmer of hope and asked carefully: "Father, Mother, is she still paying? behind?"

Xiao Yifeng dines and sleeps on both shoulders.

It was even more desperate because Nan Baoyi couldn't wake up for a long time.

He didn't want to answer questions about Nan Jiaojiao.

He patted the little guy's head: "Go to the study and wait for me."

After speaking, stepped straight into the inner hall.

Aftertaste and other palace ladies were there, and said respectfully: "More than a month ago, the temperament of spring and summer was unpredictable. The little princess suddenly had a high fever. The fever continued for three consecutive days. The little princess was saved."

Xiao Yi picked up the little daughter from the cradle.

Xiao A Chou is one and a half years old, looks like Nan Jiaojiao, her face is round and small like an apple, her skin is white and tender, and she has a pair of black jewel-like eyes, looking at him curiously.

Seeing is a smart baby.

He wanted to kiss his little daughter's eyebrows, but looking at her look that resembled Nan Baoyi, he couldn't help but feel pain in the depths of his heart, but felt that Nan Jiaojiao was not there, and he was really dull with the children alone.

He was about to put Xiao Ah Chou back into the cradle, after feeling guilty: "Master, the prince taught that the little princess would have said a few simple words, but since she had a high fever, she never spoke again. Doctor Jiang said ...It may be due to the high fever that caused the language development delay..."

Xiao Yi slowly lowered his eyelashes.

He held his little daughter with one hand and stroked her little cheek with the other.

Obviously he was the emperor who killed Guojue, but at this moment, his fingertips trembled.

Dan Feng's eyes were full of complicated emotions, and he whispered, "Can't speak?"

Aftertaste led the maidservants to kneel to the ground, with their heads pressed to the ground: "The genius doctor Jiang is not very sure, saying that he needs another year or a half of observation. The slave servant failed to take care of the little princess, and the slave servant died!"

Xiao Yi hugged his little daughter.

Gong E is at fault, isn't he who is a father also at fault?

What kind of punishment should he be punished for failing to take good care of his little daughter, leaving his newly born little daughter indifferent for months?

He endured the pain, and glanced at Yuwei and others: "Go to the violence room to receive punishment."

He didn't execute them, he was quite tolerant.

Aftertaste and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief, quickly thanked them with gratitude, and hurried to the violence room to receive the punishment.

Xiao Yi stayed with Xiao A Chou for a while before moving to the study.

A weak standing in the study: "Father, what is going on A-niang now? Why are you alone? Did you leave A-niang outside?"

After Xiao Yi sat down on the book table blankly, he opened the textbook in front of him: "Where have you learned your homework?"

A weak is incredible: "Father, what is going on with A-niang now? Without A-niang, the son-chen has no intention of reading—"

Xiao Yi raised his eyes.

His Danfeng eyes were cold, as if not shining into the light.

Being watched by such eyes, Ah Weak shuddered, obediently knelt down to the opposite side of the book table, and muttered absently, "Still learning the four books..."

Xiao Yi randomly asked a few questions.

A weak pinched his fingers, and couldn't answer a single one.

The father and the mother-in-law have been away for half a year.

He takes care of his sister every day and spends his days waiting for them to return home. He has no intention of coping with his homework. Even with the help of Pei Chuchu, his grades still plummet.

He lowered his head, tears rolled down one by one, aggrieved badly.

Xiao Yi closed his textbook unmovedly and threw it in front of him: "You are the prince, the future emperor. With such a weak mind, how will you govern the world in the future? Copy the four books twenty times. Seven days later, I will ask if you Still can't answer, so that your master and companions will all be punished."

A weak picked up the book and ran out crying.

Xiao Yi opened up the mountain of memorials on the Long Case and read it blankly.

He criticized memorials extremely fast, even when it was dark, he was completely tireless.

It seems that only by immersing himself in the affairs of the court can he completely forget the exhaustion and despair of the past few days.

It seems that only this is the punishment for him.

...

Town State Government House.

It was getting late, Nan Baozhu and Ning Wanzhou were having dinner.

Nan Baozhu raised her head and was surprised: "The emperor is back?! I didn't even hear the wind! Then my sister...she is back? Is she safe? Why don't you notice such a big thing?"

Ning Wanzhou put a drumstick in her bowl: "You are pregnant now, so you shouldn't be emotionally ups and downs."

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