After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

"Leader Tianshu, here..."

A charming and light voice came from outside the lounge.

Han Yanliang was holding a thin gold pipe with her fingertips, wafting into the mist, and stepping in with great demeanor. Obviously, she had not just gone to get the wine.

Nan Baoyi thought about her conversation with Shen Yichao, not knowing how much she had heard.

Han Yanliang leaned lazily by the door, squinting in deep contemplation: "Tianshu is loyal to the Dayong imperial clan, but only obeys the Dayong imperial clan holding the token. Not to mention that the empress does not have a token, she herself It is not Dayong's blood, so Tianshu will not be loyal to her."

Beauty is currently, but Shen Yijue is still unmoved: "I'm not discussing with you."

Han Yanliang laughed.

She took a deep breath of her cigarette and exhaled a ring of smoke towards Shen Yijue: "Little girl, it's not talking with Lord Shen..."

The atmosphere of the elegant seat is tense.

Shen Yijue looked down and brushed his arrow sleeves at random.

He said: "Historical records say that those who win the Tianshu win the world. Over the years, I have been curious about how powerful the Tianshu was, comparable to the Jinwuwei established by the mother. Tonight, I finally have a chance to test the truth. ."

The voice fell to the ground.

Nan Baoyi only saw the man turn into an afterimage, howling towards the cold smoke!

At the same time, the sound of the silk and bamboo orchestra downstairs stopped abruptly, the cup was broken, and the sword screamed!

It was the elite brought by Shen Yijue, who fought against everyone in Tianshu.

Nan Baoyi grabbed the document permitting business and stuffed it into his arms, and hid beside Shen Yichao: "What's the matter with your brother, he will fight if he doesn't agree with him. He wants to demolish this theater building?"

Shen Yichao's face was calm, as if he had expected it a long time ago.

He stared at the two fighting each other and said in a low voice: "The Tianshu today is not the Tianshu of its heyday. Even in its heyday, their main function is only to inquire about the news, not directly to fight. My brother is very serious about killing. , Eager to win, Yulouchun is about to suffer."

He didn't say, Nan Baoyi could also see it.

Shen Yijue was born in the famous Da Yong sect. Since childhood, he has taught martial arts by various masters. He is so capable, almost on par with his second brother, and is estimated to be in the top ten in the world.

Boss Han fought with him for more than 30 rounds, and gradually fell to a disadvantage.

With a "boom", Han Yanliang knocked down a red sandalwood screen.

She fell to the ground, barely supporting her upper body, and was about to pick up the long knife, with a sharp blade resting on her white neck.

Shen Yijue was condescending, with no pity or pity for jade: "Tianshu, it's nothing more than that. When I see the leader is a woman, I should know that you are just a mob."

Han Yanliang's lips were stained with blood, and he raised his head and smiled: "What's wrong with the woman, did the woman provoke you? If you have the ability, Master Shen will not marry a woman in the future!"

Shen Yijue's combat power ranks first in the Great Yong Dynasty Hall.

She was not ashamed of losing to him.

Shen Yijue didn't talk nonsense with her: "Come on, or die, choose one."

The blade is approaching Hanyanliang's neck a bit.

Blood drops overflowed and rolled off the white and greasy skin, especially shocking.

There was a scream from downstairs.

It was the voice of Tianshu's secret guard, who was killed.

Shen Yijue turned his sword hilt and coldly reminded: "During the time you hesitated, your subordinates were being massacred. Surrender, or die?"

Blood beads rushed out scramblingly.

Nan Baoyi saw it really, and if the blade approached two points, Boss Han would have to die.

She gritted her teeth, picked up a vase, and smashed it at Shen Yijue's head.

The man didn’t even turn his head. The arrow in the sleeve was thrown back, smashing the vase in mid-air, and the arrow in the sleeve whizzed past Nan Baoyi’s cheek, leaving a light trace of blood on her tender skin. .

Nan Baoyi suffocated.

Shen Yijue said in a deep voice: "If you want to die, just line up."

The house is full of mess.

Han Yanliang glanced at the abrasions on Nan Baoyi's cheek, and Shen Shen's murderous intent flashed across Xing's eyes.

She looked directly at Shen Yijue, with a charming smile: "Master Shen is really aggressive...but why do you always stare at others? I don't know. I think adults have any thoughts about me."

She pushed away the blade.

She always stared at Shen Yijue with a smile, not too dirty, she gently licked the blood stain on the blade, her posture was extremely ambiguous and sultry.

Shen Yijue's body was slightly stiff.

The girl in front of her, with her scented shoulders half exposed, crow hair hanging down, her skin stained with blood, she was charming and charming, but her eyes were full of coldness, as if she did not treat him or her own Life is in sight.

He lived for twenty years, and all he met were dignified and noble gentry girls.

In the world, there will be a frivolous woman like her...

The moment he was in a trance, Han Yanliang held the broken knife on the ground.

As he was about to attack Shen Yijue, the man recovered his senses, the blade still stuck to her thin neck: "Are you looking for death?"

Han Yanliang was forced to throw away his long knife.

She chuckled indifferently: "It is impossible to surrender. If Master Shen wants to kill, just kill me..."

Her voice is so light and charming.

Shen Yijue's skin has a fine pimple, which is crisp and numb.

He disliked this feeling, and said coldly: "Kneel, awkward. Don't look at me, don't talk, otherwise, I will kill you."

The blade cut through the cold smoky neck without any pity.

Shen Yichao raised his hand to stop: "Brother, don't kill her."

He walked in front of the two of them and looked at the cold smoke from a condescending manner: "She has followed Xiao Daoyan for many years, and not only knows many of his secrets, but also knows the secrets of the Nanyue Chaotang. It doesn't matter if Tianshu refuses to surrender, and all their leaders are returned. Changan's careful interrogation will definitely benefit a lot."

Shen Yijue was silent for a moment, with a bad tone: "Did you like her?"

The noble son in white clothes Shengxue stood upright and frankly under the glazed lamp, and said with a serious face: "It's just that she has slept many times, but she hasn't moved her heart. The Shen family has been famous for generations. I know what kind of woman I want to marry.

Shen Yi absolutely nodded: "It's good to be clear. You are already a person who has a marriage contract. For these two years, Chu Chu has been looking forward to your return to Beijing to get married. This time, after returning home with Brother Brother, we will get married."

Nan Baoyi was stunned.

Shen Yichao turned out to be a person with a marriage contract!

Over the years, he kept secrets so tightly that he never mentioned it!

He had a marriage contract, and he took the initiative to live in Yulouchun...

She didn't dare to look at the cold smokey expression, suddenly rushed forward, grabbed Shen Yichao by the collar, and slapped him severely!

Just about to fight again, he was blocked by Jin Wuwei.

Nan Baoyi was pushed to the ground, Dan Feng's eyes were filled with mist, and his voice was trembling: "Shen Yichao..."

Shen Yichao's hands are trapped in his wide sleeves, his eyes are cold and cold, his posture is always noble and indifferent: "I have said many times that if she wants me to be responsible, I am willing to give her the position of concubine. If she refuses to ask for it. , Then I can’t help it. What's more, from the very beginning, it was just you wishing."

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Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I lost something and looked for it for two hours, so I wrote a chapter less

At the end of the month, the editor requested a big update, but the manuscript has not yet been saved

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