After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Ji Zhenzhen whispered, "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight, I really want to go this way--ah!"

She didn't finish her words, suddenly her feet slipped!

Nan Baoyi reacted quickly and hugged her in a hurry, but didn't let her roll down the steps.

She asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

Ji Zhen nestled in her arms.

The long trail smoked the fragrance of the mountains and rivers, and it smelled particularly quiet and cold, like new rain in the empty mountains, and autumn in the evening.

She raised her head and faced Shangnan Baoyi's calm and dark Danfeng eyes.

Her cheeks flushed, and she stood up quickly: "No, it's okay..."

She raised her hand and unnaturally pinned a strand of hair behind her ears.

Somehow, the heart was like a deer, beating fiercely in the chest.

If she was surprised by Xiao Daochang before, then at this moment, she seems to be really tempted...

Nan Baoyi didn't care about her.

She raised the lantern and shone the bluestone steps ahead.

She turned her head and stretched out her hand towards Ji Zhenzhen: "The steps ahead are steep and moss has grown again. Let me take you along. It is not easy to fall.

Ji Zhenzhen looked at her hand.

For a while, she blushed and put her hand in Nan Baoyi's palm shyly.

The young man in the robes has a tender palm.

She likes...

Finally came to Mengshan Academy.

The pavilions were brightly lit, some scholars climbed high and whispered, some chanted poems and painted, some gathered in the crowd to argue, and many family members were among them, all with the desire to marry Ji Zhenzhen.

Therefore, seeing Ji Zhenzhen come back, they hurriedly greeted him.

Ji Zhenzhen didn't like them.

She looked back, looking expectantly at Nan Baoyi outside the crowd: "Leader, you must come on Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Nan Baoyi nodded.

She was very envious of seeing Ji Zhenzhen being crowded into the academy.

Both are from a poor family, but Ji Zhenzhen’s father is Shan Chang, and his students are all officials of the Central Government. That’s why there are so many noble officials and talented Junjie asking to marry her.

As for her, her father is useless.

From small to large, it was either a scumbag or a pervert who pursued her.

It's better now, she can't even give birth to a child, so what about marrying?

While feeling melancholy, Yuchi Beichen came over.

He wears short brown clothes, a large wine gourd hung around his waist, a pair of loose black cloth lantern pants, and his feet on white-bottomed black cloth shoes that look ragged.

He raised a light and raised his sword eyebrows: "Sister Baoyi, what are you in a daze? Your sister is afraid that you will be taken away by the wolf, so I ask me to pick you up."

Nan Baoyi nodded and walked back with him.

The mountain road is quiet.

As Yuchi Beichen walked, he glanced at Nan Baoyi, pretending to be relaxed: "Sister Baoyi, there is no one around now. If you have anything to tell me, just say it with confidence. I won't laugh at you. "

Nan Baoyi's small face said, "I have nothing to say to you."

"Don't be polite to me!"

"I'm not being polite to you."

Yuchi Beichen suddenly jumped in front of her and blocked her way.

"If you don't tell me, then I'll tell you." The young man was frank and enthusiastic, "Sister Baoyi, I like you, I want to take you as a concubine!"

Concubine? !

Nan Baoyi gritted his teeth.

Although she is not good enough, Yuchi is also a duck, so where is he?

She opened her mouth and asked her to be a concubine!

Sure enough, it was either a scumbag or a pervert who pursued her!

"ill!"

She became angry from her heart, slapped Yuchi neatly, and walked away angrily.

Yuchi Beichen touched the five red fingerprints on his cheek.

Hey, sister Baoyi didn't want to be a concubine, but she wanted to be his wife in the house.

It's so insatiable!

He was about to chase Nan Baoyi, his eyes suddenly fell into the distance.

Mengshan Academy is still brightly lit.

A trace of the superior sneer passed under his eyes, and he sneered unclearly before turning around to look for Nan Baoyi.

...

Finally it's the day of Mid-Autumn Festival.

Nan Baoyi stood in the room, looking closely at the bronze mirror.

The girl in the mirror wore a snow-white exquisite robes, wide-sleeved veil, clean and light, and she wore a small white jade crown on her bun, with a few strands of broken hair hanging from her forehead, making her small face white and tender.

She deliberately draws the black eyebrows on the temples, which is more romantic, and it is difficult to distinguish between male and female.

Nan Baozhu was sitting by the window, holding a white crane and combing his hair.

She raised her eyes, looked at the dress of her little cousin, and looked at the ink paintings hanging all over the room. The young and handsome Lang Jun painted, either angry or smiling, all Xiao Yi.

These paintings were made by Jiaojiao in her free time these days.

She felt sorry for Jiaojiao and said, "Don't patronize Ji Zhenzhen to help Ji Zhenzhen argue. If there is a suitable man, Jiaojiao can also find opportunities to plan for herself. Don't always worry about Xiao Yi."

Nan Baoyi tidied up her belt, raised her head, and smiled gently at her: "I've written it down."

Nan Baozhu blushed.

I can't blame Ji Zhenzhen for loving Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao laughs like this, it is so beautiful, her cousin who is relative day and night can't stand it!

...

Nan Baoyi came to Mengshan Academy.

Today there are many distinguished guests in the academy, all of whom come to marry Ji Zhenzhen.

After she entered, because she was too good-looking, she immediately became the focus, and everyone thought she was also here to propose marriage.

The jealous family prince could not help but ridicule: "There are many famous families in Dayong, and I have never seen you. Which family are you from? Can you have a famous post? Mengshan Academy is recruiting son-in-law today, but it is not a cat or dog. Can participate!"

Nan Baoyi ignored them.

She looked around but didn't see Ji Zhenzhen.

Also, everyone sitting in this hall is Lang Jun, she is a girl, how can she come out alone to show her face.

"Hey, I want to ask you something!"

Those princes who were robbed of the limelight questioned one after another.

Nan Baoyi still ignored them.

Not only ignored, but also found a seat calmly.

There is a family prince wearing a Taoist robe, flicking his tail, yin and yang strangely said: "These days, Amao and Agou dare to learn to wear Taoist robe. I am not talented, and I studied under Changchun Mountain. When the national teacher was poinsettia, it was the ancestor of my fellow Master. This young gentleman, I don't know where he is studying, can he dare to report his name?"

Nan Baoyi was at ease: "Take all things as a teacher."

In the hall, there was a moment of silence.

Although this sentence has the same meaning as "there is no master, pheasant genre", what does it sound inexplicably stylish and inexplicable?

Outside the hall, there was a sudden chuckle.

The young man in the robes and gauze, with a cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, playing with herd flute, is slowly stepping into the threshold.

Everyone quickly got up and saluted: "Guo Shi!"

Poinsettia signaled to waive the gift: "Today's debate, Mr. Ji Shan invites you to come to host the matchmaking, and you don't need to be polite to celebrate the day."

The family prince wearing a Taoist robe took the opportunity to file a complaint: "Master, this little prince came out from nowhere. He claims to be a teacher of all things. This is really insulting to our Taoist rules. I implore the Grandpa to expel him. Leave the academy so as not to tarnish today's debate."

Poinsettia looked towards Nan Baoyi.

The younger sister is dressed in Taoist gowns, graceful and noble, like a fairy in the mountains.

It's this little thing that is part of Master's favor.

It was this little thing that ruined his disciple's imperial life.

The killing intent passed through the eyes.

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