After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Not only did Xiao Yi stay away from her, he also kissed her lips domineeringly in front of many palace ladies.

The big palm pulled out the girl's hairpin, and the green silk fell down like a waterfall.

The maids were stunned.

It turned out that the so-called noble Xiaolangjun was the Princess Regent herself.

As expected of the regents, they played role-playing in the palace early in the morning. It was so avant-garde!

Xiao Yi has a punitive nature. He bit down Nan Baoyi's lips hard and said in a low voice: "I don't like being told gossip about who I like and who I like. The rumors of the habit of breaking sleeves are even more disgusting Tight. People in the world only need to know that in Xiao Yi's heart, only love Nan Baoyi is enough."

Nan Baoyi covered her lips painfully.

She raised her tearful Danfeng eyes.

The dog man in front of him is domineering, powerful, and fierce.

She pushed him away unhappily: "You still say listen to me, but you always bully me!"

Xiao Yi raised her eyebrows: "Nan Jiaojiao, are you unreasonable? I am trying to clarify the rumors of breaking the sleeves. Why did I bully you?"

"You kiss me, you bite me!"

Faced with the tearful complaint of the little girl Jiaojiao, Xiao Yi felt distressed, so he had to leaned slightly in front of her and pointed to his thin lips: "Then Jiaojiao bite it back, will it succeed?"

Nan Baoyi: "..."

I always felt that he was changing a way to take advantage of her.

She stomped him hard, and then went to the front angrily.

Xiao Yi patted the embroidered shoe prints on his boots, not annoyed, and accustomed to keeping up with his hands.

The maids were holding trays and other things, looking intoxicated.

Although I was fed dog food early in the morning, it was inexplicably sweet and delicious!

The fat palace lady wanted to slam into the wall, and said excitedly: "The regent does not know how to enjoy the blessing! People also want to be bullied by the regent, the kind from dark to dawn... prince, come and bite others! "

The maid was speechless for a while.

Nan Baoyi followed Xiao Yi to the Jinluan Temple. The two of them wandered on the road, and they were already halfway through when they entered the palace.

Hundreds of boots and socks were placed outside the temple threshold.

Nan Baoyi knows the rules, and on formal occasions, courtiers are not allowed to go to the palace with swords.

For example, on important occasions such as court ceremonies and ancestral temple sacrifices, courtiers had to take off their swords and footwear before entering to show respect for the royal family.

A powerful official like Xiao Yi can walk into the palace with a sword, which means that his status is quite high.

But she is not Xiao Yi, and she does not have the qualifications to go to the palace with a sword.

Nan Baoyi stood outside the threshold of the palace, carrying a large palace dress, and couldn't help but lower his head and rub his embroidered shoes.

If she removes her shoes and socks, her feet will be exposed.

With so many men in the court, how could she keep her feet outside?

She looked at Xiao Yi hesitantly.

Xiao Yi touched her head: "Don't take it off."

He said no, it must be unnecessary.

Nan Baoyi was not polite, and followed him into the Golden Temple with curiosity.

The courtiers in the temple are discussing building official roads.

Some officials believe that the official road leading to Dayong should be built to promote trade and business exchanges between the two countries, but some conservative officials believe that it must not be built, otherwise if Dayong wants to attack South Vietnam, it will be too convenient to march. Up.

Chu Huainan listened quietly.

He raised his eyes with feeling, and saw Xiao Yiman stepping in from outside the hall carelessly.

The young girl dressed up by the noble little Langjun followed him delicately, carefully looking around and asking Xiao Yi a few words in a low voice from time to time, as if she was very curious about everything in the Jinluan Palace.

Chu Huainan suddenly clenched his fists.

Xiao Yi actually brought the little princess here!

Since ancient times, women have not been allowed to participate in politics. No matter how confused he was as the emperor, he knew that he could not bring Song Rou to the Jinluan Temple, but Xiao Yi brought the little princess to the court!

Did he take him as the emperor in his eyes? !

Chu Huainan had severe pain in his right eye.

He raised his hand to cover his right eye, his warm face was filled with anger: "Xiao Yi, how can you bring a woman into the palace?!"

Xiao Yi didn't seem to hear him.

He has a special status. In front of the Jinluan Temple, there is a golden nanmu official hat chair for him to sit on.

Regardless of the strange and complicated gazes of the hundreds of officials, he unscrupulously let Nan Baoyi sit on it, and said with a gentle smile: "Also let Jiaojiao experience the feeling of being a minister in power."

Nan Baoyi happily sat down on the official hat chair.

The chair is so big that she can almost lie on it!

The girl smiled sweetly, and she couldn't help but think of the fantasy she had made when her second brother delivered Liu's deed to her when she was twelve:

She was leaning on the golden palace in a luxurious dress. The **** governor of Xichang gave her shoulders and legs, and the king brothers and sisters who always viciously tease her kneel down and begging for mercy. For her to choose her son-in-law, Xiao Yi sat next to her with the picture scroll, and kindly introduced her to the royal family on the picture...

The Cheng Wang brothers and sisters who viciously teased her have already died.

Gu Chongshan, the governor of the West Factory, also expressed his apologies for her previous life and went to the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Although there is no family standing in line for her to choose a son-in-law, she married the most worthy person.

Nan Baoyi's eye sockets gradually turned red.

She raised her head to stare at Xiao Yi, her nose was sour and her eyes filled with tears.

The apex of Xiao Yi's heart suddenly hurt.

He squatted in front of her, raising his sleeves to wipe away the tears for her: "Well, why is Jiaojiao crying? But is it uncomfortable to sit on this high-level official hat chair?"

Manchu dynasty civil and military, with a complex look.

The regent’s cap chair is not comfortable to sit on, so why sit comfortable?

Dragon chair?

Nan Baoyi burst into tears: "It's not because of the chair."

"Why is that?"

Nan Baoyi was embarrassed to tell him about her childhood dreams, and for a while, she couldn't hold back any other reason. Yu Guang glanced at the official closest to her and said casually: "It's really because the general's feet are too stinky. Smoked to my sake."

Chen Meng:? ? ?

He is Chen Xiaoxue's father, following the general Chen Meng who betrayed Chu Huaixiu by Chu Huainan.

Because of the merits of Conglong, he is now named the Grand Marshal of the First Grade, and he is quite decent in the court.

Suddenly he was labelled "feet stinky" by the regent's princess. His old face was blue and white, his blood rushed to his head, and he quickly hid his feet in his official robe.

He was embarrassed and eagerly retorted: "The regent is going to talk nonsense, so the official's feet don't smell! You insult the court official, beware of your tongue!"

The gazes of the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty fell on Chen Meng's feet one after another.

It's okay not to mention Nan Baoyi, the Jinluan Temple is quite spacious, and if you don't smell it carefully, you can't smell it.

But as soon as the foot odor was mentioned, several officials next to Chen Meng subconsciously sniffed it carefully.

They didn't know whether it was a psychological effect or something else. They felt that they really smelled the odor of their feet.

The officials hid their faces with sleeves, disgusting very much:

"Marshal Chen, why don't you even wash your feet when you go to the palace to participate in the court meeting? Do you want to kill the emperor? How decent!"

"Enlighten the emperor, the minister wants to participate in Marshal Chen Meng's unkempt, messy, stinky feet, insulting gentleman, and unworthy of being a minister!"

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Happy Dragon Boat Festival to the fairies!

The story of the porridge couple and Han Shen, unfolded in Chang'an, is about to be written

In addition, in history, those who can walk up to the palace with swords are all powerful officials, and some are not allowed to die well (such as Liang Ji, Dong Zhuo, Hou Jing), but there are also some who dominate in troubled times (such as Cao Cao, Liu Yu, Xiao Daocheng, Xiao Yan)