After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Because the old lady was busy preparing for Nan Baorong's marriage, she had no time to control Nan Baoyi, and she began to get close to Xiao Yi again without warning.

It was night, Nan Baoyi secretly came to Chaowenyuan.

The Furong Pavilion is near the water, and night hibiscus is planted all around, reflected in the water, which is extremely lively and lively.

The aftertaste opened the bamboo curtain of the pavilion and smiled: "Girl please."

She stepped in, the pavilion was furnished with dining tables and futons, and the sandalwood lampstands were hung with high and low glass lamps, which were very elegant and chic.

The Minister of Power has arrived, kneeling on the futon, making tea slowly.

After Shen Yichao knelt and sat on another dining table, Shengxue was still dressed in white, with a plain white ribbon tied at the end of her hair, arrogant and noble.

She lowered her eyebrows and closed her eyes, silently sitting behind Xiao Yi.

Obviously it was here to participate in the banquet, but the atmosphere in the pavilion was like a rattling sword.

It seems that following the Minister of Power is also a risky investment!

She pondered, and rubbed against Xiao Yi again.

Shen Yichao displeased and said, "Cousin really became a villager? Otherwise, how can I have dinner with such a vulgar woman?"

He always looked down on people, and Nan Baoyi wanted to open his head.

But he called Xiao Yi's "cousin", which meant that the minister of power knew his life experience.

However, in his previous life, he has not yet seen him recognize his ancestor and return to his clan.

She looked at Xiao Yi, who made tea indifferently and did not answer Shen Yichao's question.

Shen Yichao said again: "It doesn't matter if you don't need this dinner, I would rather starve to death than eat with untouchables. Xiao Yi, I only ask you, where did Yun Niang go?"

The tea is ready.

Xiao Yi scooped up the tea soup and sniffed the tea leisurely.

Shen Yichao frowned slightly: "If you ignore me like this, I will write to my aunt."

"Try it?"

Xiao Yi picked up the small white jade lamp and leaned it to Nan Baoyi's lips.

Nan Baoyi lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea.

She was not good at tasting tea, only knowing that this big red robe was cooked by Xiao Yi himself, and it seemed to taste better than the maids in the house.

Xiao Yi stroked her head, took off the large cloak casually, and covered her from head to toe, "Without my permission, it is not allowed to take it off."

Nan Baoyi didn't know what he was going to do, so he nodded softly like a drum in his heart.

Xiao Yi glanced outside the pavilion.

Shiyan immediately came in with a tray, knelt down on one knee in front of Shen Yichao, and said with a respectful smile: "Shen Langjun, Yunniang is here! The master said that the skin and bones of a beautiful woman cannot be disappointed. They are specially made into a wine vessel, please use it. ."

Nan Baoyi clenched his hands subconsciously.

With only the word "wine vessel", she guessed the fate of Yun Niang.

The methods of the Minister of Power are really ruthless!

There was a long silence in the pavilion before Shen Yichao said coldly: "Niang Yun is aunt's person."

Xiao Yi ate tea slowly, "So what?"

"You are so bold, I write to tell my aunt to go!"

"I forgot to tell my cousin, all the guards you brought were captured by my people, and they were all locked into the dungeon. There is no one available to you."

"You are presumptuous!" Shen Yichao suddenly stood up.

Xiao Yi said again: "By the way, your entanglement and valuables have been confiscated by me. If you want to return to Chang'an to file a petition, you might as well consider the entanglement problem first?"

Furong Pavilion fell silent again.

Shen Yichao walked out of the pavilion with a calm face.

Before taking a few steps, Xiao Yi blew the tea soup, "There is no supper in Chaowenyuan tonight. If you don't eat this banquet, and you are hungry in the middle of the night, don't cry your father and mother, and you want to sue someone again."

"Xiao Yi, don't deceive people too much!"

Xiao Yi smiled: "What about deceiving you?"

Shen Yichao's complexion.

When he was in Chang'an, he was a romantic and noble son. Everyone protected him and held him. Because of his aunt's position, even the prince in the palace would respectfully call "Shen Xiaolangjun" when he saw him.

No one has ever dared not give him a face like Xiao Yi.

In the end, people had to bow their heads under the eaves, and he said coldly: "Let me eat, but I will never eat with the Lower Ninth-Rank. This woman must leave."

Yun Niang's head has been taken away.

Xiao Yi opened the Greatcloak, not only did not drive Nan Baoyi, but instead signaled the maid to serve meals.

He personally arranged the dishes for Nan Baoyi, and said lightly: "I want to eat, not to roll."

Shen Yichao's anger!

He hung his hands in his sleeves and sat down cross-legs entangledly, "Xiao Yi, your status is precious, how can you set a bowl for untouchables?"

Xiao Yi didn't bother to talk to him.

Nan Baoyi couldn't help it anymore: "I don't know where the little girl offends Master Shen, and will be humiliated by you over and over again?"

Shen Yichao turned his face slightly: "My son does not speak to untouchables."

"The little girl asked herself if she was born innocent, why did she become a pariah?"

Shen Yichao disdain: "You are born with different highs and lows. It can be divided into nine products. You are a citizen of a small country in South Vietnam, and you were born in a merchant merchant. Although you look good, you are born there. You can only be rated as the eighth product."

Nan Baoyi was very pleased, "The eighth product is also good."

Shen Yichao sneered: "One to nine, the ninth product is the second best, and the first product is the best."

Nan Baoyi replied, "Or take a closer look, I think I can have a few more products."

Shen Yichao stretched out his hand from the sleeve tube and pointed to Xiao Yi: "He has a very good background and a good appearance. He can only learn martial arts very well. It's a pity that he grew up in a country and can barely be rated as the third grade."

He pointed to the aftertaste again: "The birth is humble, the appearance is fair, the seventh grade."

Nan Baoyi was not convinced: "Why am I one grade lower than the aftertaste?"

"Because you are from South Vietnam, and she is from Dayong."

More than two hundred years ago, Dayong once ruled the world.

Later, the princes separatized their rule, among which Da Yong, Western Wei and Northern Zhou were the most powerful.

The people of Dayong are the most particular. They think that they are the sovereign state and should be more noble than other countries. Therefore, they like to subdivide people and things into three, six or nine classes, and they are naturally in the upper class.

Nan Baoyi looked at Xiao Yi suspiciously.

I thought that my second brother was an abandoned baby picked up by his uncle from the battlefield, but it turned out that he was actually from Da Yong...

Shen Yichao pointed to the food case again: "Although the red sandalwood wood is expensive, it is a pity that the pattern is old, the fifth product. Although the white jade tea cup is clear and moist, but the texture lacks artistic conception, the fourth product. The sliced ​​fish is fresh, but the tempeh green onion sauce is ordinary. Live up to the food for nothing, the fifth product. Tea..."

He was still talking, Nan Baoyi had already left with Xiao Yi.

The girl raised a lamp and walked along the water. "Second brother has a bizarre background. Can you tell me something?"