After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Grandma Gui flattered: "Of course it's the concubine you have the final say!"

Whoever sends her monthly money, who has the final say.

Nan Baoyi added and subtracted, and when he finally finished writing the gift list, it was already sunset.

She put down her writing brush and stretched her waist: "I used to see my second aunt in charge of the backyard. It was easy to do. But when it was my turn, I realized that being the master is not an easy task. Gifts and communication are all about being particular. of."

The communication of the noble ladies in the inner house must be based on the situation in the officialdom.

For example, when Xiao Yi has a good relationship with an official in the court hall, Nan Baoyi will have a good relationship with that official's family members. Not to mention frequent contacts, and give gifts more carefully than other families.

Xiao Yi closed the book.

The evening sun shines in through the screen windows, jumping on the eyelash shadow and nose tip of his little Jiao Niang, she looks like a beautiful lady with laziness on her cheek.

He stretched out his hand and touched her face treasuredly: "Doing housework is not easier than running a court. For the rest of my life, a hard-working lady."

He understood her hard work, and Nan Baoyi felt that everything was worth it.

The night is like splashing ink, quietly covering the entire imperial city.

The main house of the morning and evening courtyard is like a bean.

Nan Baoyi turned around, pulled soft shoes from the penthouse, and saw Xiao Yi wearing white bedding, sitting on the outside of the Babu bed and flipping a book.

She kicked off her shoes, trying to crawl over him.

As soon as I met him, I was hugged by him.

He threw the travel notes to the corner, turned over and hugged her into the bed, then untied the curtain.

He just listened to the sound of the water in the ear room and imagined the scene of Nan Jiao Jiao taking her body. He really couldn't enter a word. He finally got to her back and almost couldn't wait to hug her into his arms.

He is so tall and strong, and Nan Baoyi is too petite compared to him. When he was held in his arms, she was like an eagle spreading its wings and covering the pampered canary, making her tremble uncontrollably.

Xiao Yi's voice is hoarse: "Nan Jiaojiao, I feel uncomfortable."

He is already twenty-two years old.

At his age, the other brothers are all wives and concubines.

But he hadn't even tasted what a woman was like.

When he was young, he stumbled and grew up. When he was sixteen years old, he heard the ecstasy of going to the flower house by his classmates in the college, and he also thought of going to the flower house to see the girl.

But when he went to the flower house and looked at the women who were fat and thin and showy, he couldn't produce any throbbing, instead he felt a deep disgust.

Back in Nanfu, he watched the Qiaoshengsheng standing under the spring sun, squeezing his squeamish bag, inexplicably agitated.

He suddenly realized that what he liked was a sweet girl.

It turned out that he did not hate Nan Jiaojiao.

And Nan Jiaojiao would never know that when she was twelve years old, when she ran to the loquat courtyard to please him, his face was calm as water, but what kind of waves arose in her heart.

She would never know. When he learned that she was leaving the Cheng family, that night he dreamed that she was like a Wushan goddess, **** in the dream, and going to the rain with him...

Those common thoughts scattered with desires grow wildly tonight.

The red account hangs down.

Holding Wenxiang Nephrite, Xiao Yi whispered in her ear: "Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao..."

Nan Baoyi was panting nervously.

She was sobbing: "I haven't, I'm not ready yet..."

It hurt so much last night that she couldn't bear it.

She was very happy to sleep with her second brother, but she didn't like doing that with him at all.

Xiao Yi's breathing was heavy.

Marrying a squeamish bag after getting what he wanted, what else can I do, I can only spoil her and let her go.

He took up her little hand, and her voice was a little dumb again: "Jiaojiao, help me..."

She touched...

Nan Baoyi's eyes widened in shock.

She pulled her hand back in horror, resisted the urge to wash her hands, and refused without hesitation: "No, dirty..."

"Not dirty." Xiao Yi yelled lightly, "It's washed."

Nan Baoyi still desperately shook his head.

Xiao Yi's eyes fell on her lips, and his eyes gradually became dark and deep.

Nan Baoyi remembered the booklet he had read, and immediately understood what he was thinking.

She nervously turned her small face away, and covered her small mouth: "You, don't even think about it!"

There was silence in the account.

Nan Baoyi was covering her mouth and suddenly remembered where she had touched her hand.

Xiao Yi couldn't help but laughed out loud.

...

It is the day when the three dynasties return home.

The South House is bustling early in the morning. The kitchen is slaughtering chickens and fish, the cook is busy cooking lunch, and the maids and servants in the house are all smiling, because today is their five girls coming home. day.

Nan Baoyi and Xiao Yi stepped into the main hall of Songheyuan, and the elders were already waiting here.

The old lady looked at the new couple.

Both of them are good colors, and they stand together and look very seductive.

Her Jiaojiao's complexion was ruddy and shy, and she walked with a dignified and elegant gait, which seemed to be a virgin.

They have been married for three days, how can they still be virgins?

She had doubts in her heart, but it was not convenient to ask in public, so she smiled and accepted their courtesy.

After talking for a while, the male and female dependents separated.

Inner room.

Nan Baoyi flopped into the arms of the old man and kept acting like a baby: "Grandma!"

"They are all other people's daughters-in-law, and they are so squeamish." The old man smiled and nodded her forehead, and asked curiously, "Jiao Jiao'er, tell me honestly, has Xiao Yi never touched you in the past three days Does he despise you?"

Nan Baoyi: "..."

Xiao Yi hates her?

She almost hates Xiao Yi to death!

That guy changed her tricks to play with her in the past two nights, and he almost scratched her hand against some other places!

The old lady worried: "Jiao Jiao'er, does he spoil the common room and refuse to spoil you?"

"Grandma, where did you think of going?" Nan Baoyi hurriedly comforted, "I agree with my second brother, don't worry about me."

She was embarrassed to say bluntly that it was because of her squeamishness and fear of pain, so she tactfully said: "I'm not too late. My second brother and I both felt prematurely loving and bad for my health, so I wanted to raise it for another year and a half.

The old lady was suspicious.

Would Xiao Yi be so kind?

Cheng Yerou shook her ball fan and chuckled, glancing at the Jiang family triumphantly, as if saying, look, I guessed that the two of them were not so fast in the bridal chamber.

Jiang raised his eyebrows, confessing his fate, took out five thousand taels of silver slips and quietly stuffed them to her.

The old lady stroked Nan Baoyi's head and said solemnly: "I have been thinking about it in the house these days, after all, the woman who is pregnant with the child won't be able to stay. Mother Ji."

Mother Ji came out with the tray.

This black-faced old mother watched Nan Baoyi grow from a baby to a slim newlywed, and her love for her is no different from that of her biological grandmother.

She respectfully said: "Five girls, the old slave will return to the Palace of Jing with you. These medicines are poisonous, but they can kill people without knowing it. Don't worry, the old slave will take care of that concubine with one body and two lives. Treating her and her children cleanly will never cause you trouble."

Nan Baoyi: "..."

I really thank you.