After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Nan Baoyi didn't know what method the second uncle used. Within ten days, there was no news from the prefectural palace, and the matter of strengthening the Liu family seemed to be shelved.

Different from the anxious waiting of Liu's mother and daughter, she eats, drinks and has fun every day, and from time to time she shuns the powerful ministers.

She has planted the flower seeds, and can only wait for these ten days to take root and sprout.

Seeing it is the twenty-third of the twelfth lunar month.

In the early morning, Nan Baoyi came to the large study of Chaowenyuan and sat by the window to spread paper and study ink.

She likes to read and write with Xiao Yi, because as long as she looks at his cold and indifferent side face, she seems to have been smoothed out of all the negative emotions, leaving only light and fulfilling joy.

She held her cheeks and stared at the rice paper in a daze.

Jiang Suihan was holding a cup of wolfberry hot tea, "Nan Xiaowu, you have been in a daze for a quarter of an hour, is it a cold stupid?"

"You are so stupid..." Nan Baoyi bit the pen, "I'm thinking, this time, what should I write in the notebook. For the previous two plays, Yulouchun has repeated the performance for more than half a year. Now that the end of the year is over, it’s time to launch new dramas. What advice can Brother Jiang have?"

Jiang Suihan joked: "So anxious, are you trying to grab the Spring Festival stall?"

"What is the Spring Festival stall?" Nan Baoyi was puzzled.

"It refers to the period from Laba to the fifteenth of the first lunar month. Because of the Chinese New Year, the people are all idle. There will be more guests going to the theater to eat, drink and play, and it is easier to make a lot of money."

Nan Baoyi nodded thoughtfully: "Then I really want to grab the Spring Festival stall."

Jiang Suihan suggested: "In the first month of the first month, when relatives are in contact with each other, I am more enthusiastic about parenting, why not write a mother-in-law drama this time!"

"A mother-in-law drama?"

"It's a story about the fight between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law! Tsk, for thousands of years, the dispute between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has always been a hot topic, and the seven aunts and eight aunts like to listen. As a Lunar New Year's performance in Yulouchun, it will definitely attract Jinguancheng The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law go to watch, and the ratings can be guaranteed!"

Nan Baoyi is ignorant: "What are the ratings?"

"In layman's terms, it means how many visitors are watching!"

Nan Baoyi bit the pen.

She thinks Jiang Suihan's suggestion is very interesting.

In her previous life, she married to Cheng's family, and had enough of Huang's wicked mother-in-law.

It's better to use Huang as the prototype to portray a wicked mother-in-law and write about how her daughter-in-law used her wisdom to actively fight after she got married.

The Huang family in the previous life gave her enough writing materials!

Kneeling on the washboard, and waiting outside the door in a snowy day, while not allowing her to have **** with Cheng German, while cursing her that she would not lay eggs, Lin Lin always wrote so smoothly!

She wrote more and more vigorously, and did not stop writing until noon.

Jiang Suihan stretched his neck to look, and whispered to Xiao Yi: "Are you sure Nan Xiaowu has never been married? This wicked mother-in-law wrote it on paper and is on the scene!"

Xiao Yi turned a page of the book and ignored him.

When it was time for lunch, Nan Baoyi and Jiang Suihan both went to the flower hall.

Xiao Yi put down the scroll and walked to the window.

He lowered his eyes and turned a few pages of Nan Baoyi's manuscript.

He looked at the clear and beautiful lower letters of the hairpin, and at the line of seemingly funny stories, Dan Feng's eyes were dark as the sea, and elusive emotions surged.

He still remembered the dream that Nan Jiaojiao had mentioned to him.

Could it be that the things that the wicked mother-in-law did in the story were all experienced by the little girl in that dream?

"Second brother!"

The crisp shout suddenly sounded.

Nan Baoyi rushed into the study happily, and said, "Lunch is already on the table. Brother Jiang and Shen Yichao are waiting for you to eat! Hey, why did you turn over my manuscript?"

"Just take a look." Xiao Yi was indifferent.

"Hey, the second brother must think the story I wrote about the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is very interesting. You are itching, but you don't want to be known by Brother Jiang and others, so you watched it secretly behind us!"

Nan Baoyi is proud like a little peacock.

She triumphantly lowered her voice: "Second brother, you can watch with confidence, I won't tell others!"

Xiao Yi looked at her.

The little girl bent her eyebrows and looked innocent and squeamish, like a flower that had never experienced wind and frost.

But why did he feel distressed when he looked at the lines she wrote?

It seemed that she had experienced that story truly, and she was not as smart as the daughter-in-law in the story. She endured all the blood, tears and pain alone where he could not reach...

Xiao Yi grabbed the painful look in his eyes.

He slapped her white forehead arrogantly: "Just looking at your writing can make progress, where did you think of it?"

Nan Baoyi touched his forehead, secretly curling his lips.

As she followed Xiao Yi to the Flower Hall, she happened to see Nan Guang probe his head in the garden.

"father!"

She was crisp.

Seeing that Xiao Yi was there, Nan Guang obviously didn't want to step forward.

But being stared at by Xiao Yi, he didn't dare to run away.

He bit his head and walked over, with his hands in his sleeves, and smiled: "Jiaojiao, Dad is here to discuss something with you."

Nan Baoyi looked at him.

Her father was still wearing that silver fox fur cloak, and he couldn't bear to take it off after wearing it for ten days!

There is a plum flower pinned on the hair bun, looking at the strange coquettish, it must be to attract Cheng Yerou.

She curiously asked, "What are you going to discuss with me?"

"Tonight is the New Year's Eve, do you know?" Nan Guang hesitated, "I, I want to invite a guest to the house and have a reunion dinner with us..."

Nan Baoyi smiled.

She deliberately asked: "I don't know who Daddy wants to invite?"

"It's the eldest girl of the Cheng family, Cheng Yerou." Nan Guang smiled shyly, "Jiaojiao, your father and I are not young, how can I do without a woman in the family? Rou'er is gentle and gentle, and she is a big family girl, surely She has a good family. She enters the door and won't treat you badly..."

Nan Baoyi quietly pinched her thigh as she listened.

She immediately reddened her eyes and choked with tears: "Over the years, I have always hoped that someone can accompany her father. It's just that Aunt Liu has a bad style, so I don't like her. Aunt Cheng is different. She is an official daughter. Female, her background is innocent. If she enters the door, I will be a hundred happy. Please feel free to invite her to have a reunion dinner. Your daughter welcomes her!"

The little girl is nice, warm and considerate.

Nan Guang was so touched, he picked her up and threw her into the air like he did when he was young. After catching it, he gave her a heavy mouthful on her cheek.

He praised: "Jiaojiao deserves to be Daddy's panties, so sweet!"

Nan Baoyi's face was expressionless: "Pants?"

"It's wrong, it's a little padded jacket, a little padded jacket! Hahahahahaha! Jiaojiao, I will pick Rou'er and come to our house to spend the new year!"

Nan Guang was overjoyed, put her down and rushed out of the house.

Nan Baoyi was angry and funny.

She said: "Let's go second brother, let's go eat."

Xiao Yi took out the veil and wiped her kissed cheek.

He disliked: "Being kissed by someone will stain the other party's saliva, which is very dirty. Nan Jiaojiao, can you cleanse yourself better?"