After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Nan Baoyi stood on the last stairway, looking at his serious side face.

He has no children and no concubines.

These days, he has been busy running around for the emperor's wife.

It turns out that she misunderstood him...

Nan Baoyi cupped her face and laughed idiotically.

Xiao Yi heard the laughter and looked back.

The little girl held her face and smiled like a sunflower.

She hadn't laughed so happily for a long time, her Danfeng eyes were shining, like a crescent moon, which hid all the beauty in the world.

He closed the scroll, pursed his lips and smiled for a moment before asking, "What is Jiaojiao laughing at?"

Nan Baoyi slowly narrowed his face to smile.

She stared at Xiao Yi, suddenly returning to the forest like a tired bird, trotting into his embrace.

Xiao Yi was stunned.

The girl got into his arms, soft and clean, trusting him very much like a cub.

Tears wet his official robes.

Nan Baoyi raised his head, Dan Feng's eyes filled with tears were bright as stars: "Second brother!"

Before the voice fell, it was choked.

She looked like this, Xiao Yi guessed, the emperor's wife must have told her everything.

He let out a long sigh.

The emperor's wife...

Must be reluctant to let Jiaojiao misunderstand.

He caressed the girl's head helplessly: "Chang'an won't let the emperor's wife easily. I don't want the Nan family to get involved in such dangerous things. Can Jiaojiao understand what I mean?"

Nan Baoyi nodded like smashing garlic: "Don't worry, my tone is more serious than anyone else. I won't even tell you. The emperor's sister-in-law is such a gentle woman and deserves to be treated. Second brother, you must protect yourself. she was!"

Xiao Yi had a headache.

Of course he will send someone to secretly protect the emperor's wife.

Since the matter was serious, he was afraid that the little girl would be indifferent, such as talking nonsense after being drunk and accidentally leaking the wind.

But now, he can only trust her.

He led Nan Baoyi out of the boudoir building and walked along the veranda towards the main house.

Snow fell outside the corridor, and even a layer of fine snow accumulated on the lanterns.

Nan Baoyi was much more lively, and she kept talking behind Xiao Yi: "Second brother, you shouldn't tell the sister-in-law of my childhood embarrassment, you don't know how faceless I was when she just joked! Brother, Huang's sister-in-law also said that when I pass the door, she is willing to teach me the rhythm of Da Yong and teach me to dance the white dance of Wudi!"

Xiao Yi ridiculed: "I haven't passed the door yet, even the imperial sister-in-law called?"

Nan Baoyi: "..."

She smashed him from behind.

Xiao Yi again solemnly instructed: "From now on, Jiaojiao should not call her "Sister-in-law" or "Girl Tong". I haven't arranged for her a suitable identity. You should be jealous and jealous for the time being. Pieces can't fall."

"You can rest assured." Nan Baoyi patted her chest, "I am a writer myself, what is acting? I am jealous and jealous, painful, heart-piercing, and I promise to give you a lively performance."

Xiao Yi: "..."

There was a bad feeling in my heart.

I always feel that this little girl will use too much force.

He brought Nan Bao's collar to the dormitory, and stroked her hair on her forehead: "I called the aftertaste and the others, and they will serve you to bed. I have everything in my yard, so you don't have to be restrained... Sooner or later, I have to get married. Come in."

Nan Baoyi blushed slightly when he said it.

She answered "Yes".

Turning around and stepping into the threshold, the dormitory is beautifully furnished, and the cost of eating and wearing is the best.

Aftertaste and Taste Heart stood in the inner room, and when they saw their girl coming in with a spring breeze, she guessed that she and the master must be reconciled as before.

Aftertaste waited on her to bathe and change her clothes, jokingly: "The little lady who lay on the couch a few days ago, who refused to eat and washed her face in tears, didn't know who it was? After only a few days of work, she laughed like this. , Are you ashamed!"

Nan Baoyi: "..."

The red face, which was already red, became even more red.

She unbuttoned her trousers, and stepped into the tub with her hand that tasted heart.

Transpiration of water mist.

The girl's three thousand green silks are coiled high, her skin is as white and greasy as mutton jade, and every inch of the line is elegant and slender, like a tender hibiscus blooming, revealing the ultimate holy beauty.

Even if the aftertaste is a woman, she is very moved by such a beautiful body.

If you show it to your master...

Aftertaste laughs.

Nan Baoyi sat in the bathtub and saw her smiling, and knew that she was thinking about it.

She was angry: "Aftertaste, if you smile like this, I won't pay attention to you anymore."

Aftertaste wiped her back with the veil and smiled.

The girl was soaking in the hot bath, and her exhaustion and sadness disappeared without a trace. She played with the petals in the tub, thinking about going to the boudoir tomorrow to talk to the sister-in-law.

Yu Wei suggested: "The princess always wants to stay in the Jingwang Mansion for a few days. If tomorrow is free, it is better to visit the mansion, otherwise you will get married in the future and don't even know where the side door is open.

"It's best to go and greet Princess Jing again, and take advantage of the time to learn more about the old people in the mansion. People such as housekeepers and grandma in charge, although their status is not high, but the princess is in charge. If you don’t, you have to have a good relationship with them."

Nan Baoyi nodded.

She knows that being the master of the house is not easy.

Fortunately, in the year she was preparing for marriage, her grandmother taught her well.

She walked over, changed into a soft frosty white bedding, and nestled in the bedding comfortably.

Winter snow roared outside the window.

Nan Baoyi was holding the small heating stove, biting a strand of blue silk, thinking about the bit by bit with Xiao Yi, thinking about how stupid he was misunderstanding him, and couldn't help but secretly laughed.

At the end of the day, the night is darker.

Xiao Yi walked into the bedroom quietly, wearing a black arrow-sleeve costume.

There are two bright lights in the room.

The curtains were hanging down, and there was a sound of breathing.

He lifted the curtain.

The little girl slept sweetly, completely immersed in her dreams.

It's just that her sleeping posture is not good, half of her shoulders are exposed.

He tucked the quilt for her, and gently brushed away the broken hair between her forehead.

The lights are dim.

The man's Danfeng smiled with his lost eyes and stared for a long time, until the terrible "cuckoo" sound came from outside the house, before he lowered the curtain again, turned and stepped out of the bedroom.

He covered the fan.

The moment he turned, the tenderness at the end of his eyes turned into coldness.

He took the Mo Dao presented by the dark guard, and said lightly: "Go and sing the peach blossoms."

He had to kill Liuhua before he could feel relieved.

...

The next day.

Nan Baoyi was dressed properly and came to the main house to look for Xiao Yi, but no one was seen.

On the bed in the inner room, the curtains are hung up high, and the bedding is neatly folded, not as if someone has slept.

She was suspicious, and as soon as she turned around, she saw Xiao Yi stepping into the threshold with a knife.

The man probably didn't expect that she was in his room. He was stunned for a moment, and said, "I just went to the backyard to practice the knife for a while."

Nan Baoyi wrinkled her face: "Second brother is practicing swordsmanship, what do you do in night clothes?"

She sniffed her little nose and added: "There is still a **** smell."

Xiao Yi sat at the round table and raised his hand to pour tea.