After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Ten bitterly coughed and reminded in a low voice: "Four girls, he is the eldest grandson of Prime Minister Song and the son of the servant minister! Look, the wife of the prime minister and the minister Song are standing there."

South Pearl: "..."

She kept the posture against the child's head and looked up with a guilty conscience.

Sure enough, I saw people standing on the opposite veranda.

The man was about 30 years old, born elegant and graceful, and he was probably Song Shilang.

Standing by his side was an old lady, who thought to be Prime Minister Song’s wife, the grandmother of this young boy.

The child saw that the family was coming, and hurried over in a grievance: "Grandma, this sister is bullying me! I just asked her the way, and she beat me!"

South Pearl: "..."

When did she hit him?

Mrs. Song hugged her grandson in distress. She comforted her for a long while, and then turned to Nan Baozhu with a sneer: "Which girl are you, bullying the children, where is the boudoir?! The old man must ask the emperor to treat Your sin!"

"Mother." Song Shilang helplessly, "Ruier must be the first to cause trouble."

"Shut up! Since the death of your daughter-in-law, how much grievance has our Ruier suffered?! Now any woman can be bullied on him, what is the face of my prime minister's mansion?! What is your woman? Girl, hurry up and talk to the old man. The old man is going to ask for advice, how did your parents teach your daughter!"

The old lady was born with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek and rolled her eyes when she spoke, without the demeanor of the prime minister.

Nan Baozhu was speechless for a while.

This old woman dotes on her young grandchildren, and is ashamed to say that her tutor is not good!

She was about to fight for reasons, and Xiao Yi stepped out of the warm pavilion holding Nan Baoyi.

He was indifferent: "Mrs. Song wants to go to the house for advice, why not go to Nanfu with my son? It just happens that the carriage is spacious and can be seated."

Old Lady Song was stunned.

Recognizing him as Xiao Yi, she died instantly.

No matter how stupid he was, the little **** who bullied her grandson was the cousin of Princess Baoyi.

Of course, it is not surprising that the mere Nanfu, but Princess Baoyi just climbed up to the marriage of Prince Jing, and with the support of Prince Jing, where would she dare to go to the house and make trouble?

Old lady Song's face trembled, and she smiled reluctantly: "A misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

"It's a misunderstanding," Xiao Yi said blankly, "presumably in Shengjingcheng from now on, there will be no words that will damage the reputation of my fourth sister-in-law?"

"No, no!" The old lady Song waved her hand in horror, "The Nansi girl is a good woman, she can see her in her eyes!"

Xiao Yi pulled his thin lips.

He was too lazy to talk with this old pious woman, turned and walked outside the palace.

Nan Baozhu thought of his "fourth sister-in-law", strange and happy, and went outside the palace.

The old lady Song watched Xiao Yi go away, and said with anger: "At a young age, she disrespects the old man so much, and dare to use the power to crush the old body. Look at it, the prince of Jing, Xiao Yi, will sooner or later smash!"

Shilang Song was noncommittal.

His eyes were always fixed on Nan Baozhu's distant back.

He remembered that Nan Baozhu maintained the appearance of his cousin just at the Chengle Hall.

I also remember how Nan Baozhu taught Rui Er.

If you can marry her as a continuation...

Not only can he live in the backyard, but also can teach Rail well.

He smiled playfully and asked, "Mother, what do you think of the Southern Fourth Girl?"

After the stunned old lady Song, she immediately abandoned her and waved her hand: "Merchant girl, full of copper smelly, acceptable for concubine, wife, not good enough for my son!"

Shilang Song narrowed his eyes.

He is quite fond of Italian South Pearl.

...

Xiao Yi's carriage slowly drove back to Nanfu.

The old lady, Jiang's and others were still staying in Songheyuan. Xiao Yi held Nan Baoyi to ask for peace. Because the girl was drunk, he was rejected by the Nan family.

"Jiaojiao only drinks fruit wine and rice wine, why don't you know the least?"

"Being so drunk, I will have a headache tomorrow."

"Xiao Yi, can you take care of people?"

Xiao Yi: "..."

For so many years, only the Nan family had dared to pick and choose from him.

As if he were the son-in-law at the door.

He could only carry Nan Baoyi back to the Chaowenyuan.

The glazed lamp was burning in the boudoir.

After midnight, the sound of fireworks and firecrackers in Shengjing gradually became scarce, and the beeping of the charcoal burning in the smoked cage could be clearly heard.

Xiao Yi put Nan Baoyi in the Babu bed.

The girl's cheeks were red, her small white hands firmly grasped Xiao Yi's cuffs, and he was not allowed to go. She still mumbled nonsense that no one understood.

Xiao Yi sat on the couch and removed her shoes and socks for her: "It's only half a drink of wine to become drunk, Nan Jiaojiao, you are really promising."

He threw the shoes and socks on the ground, and then removed the jacket and skirt for her.

The little girl finally took off the shirt and petticoat.

When he untied her lapels, maybe her fingers were cold and offended her. The little girl suddenly sat up and cried and beat the bed hard: "I asked you to warm your hands before changing my clothes. You want to freeze. Am I dead?!"

The pampered state is fully exposed.

Xiao Yi rubbed his eyebrows: "Nan Jiaojiao."

Nan Baoyi wrapped her quilt tightly: "I don't love you."

"Then who do you love?"

"Chu Huainan."

Xiao Yi squinted his eyes slightly, and his whole body gradually became cold. "Why?"

The little girl pursed her lips: "Because there is a ‘South’ in his name."

Xiao Yi: "..."

He can also be renamed Xiao Huainan.

He warmed his hands on the smoked cage before he touched her face and coaxed her in a good voice: "Chu Huainan is not a good thing, Jiaojiao stay away from him."

"He is the prince, the prince is very powerful."

Xiao Yi lightly.

He casually untied her shirt and said, "Those who have military power in their hands are powerful. If you want to hug your thighs, brother has some here, just come and hug."

He lifted his robe and raised his foot, and his black official boots slowly stepped on the edge of the bed.

He is confident and strong.

Nan Baoyi looked at him with drunken eyes.

After watching for a long while, she suddenly laughed.

This man is so good-looking!

So she opened her arms and hugged Xiao Yi's thigh earnestly.

Xiao Yi: "..."

His eyebrows jumped fiercely.

He solemnly said, "Nan Baoyi, what are you doing?"

"Didn't you let me hold it?" Nan Baoyi's face was pressed against Xiao Yi's knees, dazed, "Since I was carried by me, that's my Langjun..."

Her drunken state is even more charming and stupid than usual.

Xiao Yi pursed his lips, finally couldn't hold back, and laughed.

After smiling, Dan Feng's eyes were a little darker as she glanced over her thin white neck and collarbone.

He turned his eyes and didn't untie her anymore.

If you continue to solve it, Nan Jiaojiao will be miserable tonight...

He called: "Aftertaste, freshen up and change her clothes."

On New Year’s Eve tonight, the maidservants in Chaowenyuan did not sleep. Aftertaste, with a group of little maids, they were crowded in the corridor and listened to the corner with relish, their faces full of gossip.

Hearing Xiao Yi's call, the aftertaste hurriedly adjusted his temples, took up the maid's shelf with seriousness, and led the maids into the dormitory.

But saw--

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