After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The smile on Ji Zhenzhen's face faded.

She took Nan Baoyi and sat under the window, and said seriously: "I came to see Xiaodaochang today, one is to tell you, I believe in you, and I will always stand by your side. The other is to tell you that I, I will Married..."

"Married?!" Nan Baoyi was pleasantly surprised, "This is a good thing—"

Before she finished her words, she suddenly remembered what Ji Zhenzhen thought of her.

The girl shut up immediately.

Snow came through the window and fell on Ji Zhenzhen's fair and delicate cheeks. Her eyelashes were drooping, her fan-shaped shadows stretched out a sad arc, and tears faintly flashed in her pupils.

Ji Zhenzhen is an innocent girl, and Nan Baoyi didn't know what to say for a while.

After struggling for a while, she asked carefully: "I don't know who is marrying?"

"His name is Zhao Qing. He is a student of Aye." Ji Zhenzhen kept his head down. "Aye fell in the mountains and hurt his head. The doctor said that he might not last two months. Aye hopes to be able to die. Seeing that I was getting married, I hurriedly booked this marriage. The date of marriage is on the tenth day of the first month."

"The tenth day of the first month..."

Nan Baoyi frowned.

As far as marriage is concerned, it is too rush.

In addition, Ji Shanchang married his only daughter to Zhao Qing, and wanted to wait for him to pass away. Zhao Qing is the new representative of the poor family.

She comforted: "I will be there to congratulate you. Just ask what gift Miss Ji wants, no matter the price, I will buy it for you."

Ji Zhenzhen choked with moist eyelashes.

The teardrop fell on the back of Nan Baoyi's hand, unexpectedly hot.

Her feelings were pure and passionate, which made Nan Baoyi feel heavy.

She raised her hand, and pityingly put on Ji Zhenzhen's shoulder: "Ji Xiaomao--"

Ji Zhenzhen suddenly turned around and hugged her tightly.

She hugged so tightly, as if she had exhausted her life's strength.

Nan Baoyi froze in a daze.

Ji Zhenzhen finally hugged enough, and then took a deep look at Nan Baoyi, before biting his lips tightly, and hurried away with suppressed crying.

The fragrance of pine and cypress remains in the room, quiet and warm, romantic and innocent.

That is the unique taste of Ji Zhenzhen.

"We Nan Da people are really amazing, we are all male and female..."

A low sarcasm came from behind.

Xiao Yixuanyi's ink robe, holding a book, walked out from behind the shelf casually.

He had just been sitting behind and reading a book. Through the gap between the books, he not only heard their dialogue clearly, but also caught their movements.

He sat cross-legged next to Nan Baoyi and said with a smile: "So not only do I have to **** you from a man, I also have to **** you from a woman... Nan Jiaojiao, I have worked too hard. As compensation, you kiss me it is good?"

"not good."

Nan Baoyi Tsundere refused and continued to look through the invitation.

Among the red and dark green invitations, a white invitation is particularly eye-catching.

She opened it curiously.

In the invitation, there was a beacon tower that stretched out of sight. The teenagers stood on the beacon tower, looking down at the beautiful mountains and rivers, all smiles filled their faces, as if they were telling their ambitions.

Especially the young man in the middle, with a golden crown, hair and white clothes, wins the snow, and his robe sleeves fly up when he is holding his hand. He is rare in the world and looks like a king.

The girl standing with his hands, with lacquered hair in a white dress, and a smile like a flower. God seems to have given all the gentleness of the world to her smile. Although the author didn't outline her features in detail, it looks particularly moving.

Nan Baoyi whispered: "This painting is well drawn, but the content of the post is a bit strange."

In the post, only two lines were written:

On New Year's Eve, drunk flowers shade

Do you dare to come to stand trial?

There is no signature, and there is no host name.

"The strange thing is more than the content of the post." Xiao Yi said, "Look at the person in the picture."

Nan Baoyi looked carefully.

After a while, she was surprised: "Except for the man and woman in the middle, everyone else is dressed in black... Does this painting have any meaning?"

Xiao Yi stared at the young man: "The Panlong Golden Crown is something only the crown prince can wear. He is my brother."

Nan Baoyi was surprised: "So, this woman in white is the imperial sister-in-law?"

She read the post aloud.

After reading, she pinched her fingers nervously: "I always feel that the person who wrote this post had a questioning and joking tone. Like a superior judge, mocking the sinner. But who is the judge and the sinner? who is it?"

Xiao Yi withdrew his hand, disgusted: "Pinch your own hand."

"stingy."

Nan Baoyi rolled her eyes and greeted: "Taste your heart, go to the porter and ask who sent this post."

Taste heart came back soon.

She reported: "The steward of the porter said that he did not see the person who sent the post. When he recovered, the post had been put on the case. Miss, can you ask the slave and maid to count? The slave won't take your money!"

"No need not!"

Nan Baoyi waved his hand again and again.

It’s quite inaccurate to try mental fortune-telling. Two days ago, it was said that lotus leaf was going to be lucky, and he urged lotus leaf to confess to ten bitter words. As a result, lotus leaf fell into the trap that Tianshu's dark guard had dug when he was fine when he left. She was miserable.

Dismissing her heart, she said: "Second brother, do you have any ideas?"

Xiao Yi played with the post: "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, it is better to take a trip to Drunk Huayin. I want to come, it will be related to my brother's palace change."

Nan Baoyi nodded.

She collected the post, glanced at Xiao Yi with a solemn expression, and hesitated: "I know it's not the time to talk about this, but He Ye is so young that the marriage can't be dragged on... her marriage to Shiku, Do you want to put it on the agenda?"

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows: "Lotus Ye likes ten bitterness?"

Nan Baoyi was silent.

The reaction of this group of men is too slow!

It's been a few years!

Xiao Yi clicked on the case, "I have been with me for so many years. I will never force his marriage, as long as he likes it."

Nan Baoyi was embarrassed to lift his cheeks.

Lotus Leaf is too shy, only knows to sew clothes for Shiku, and only knows to open a small stove for him to add some good wine and food, but it is really difficult to ask her to say like it.

Shiku is also a naive person, if he doesn't say it straight, he can't understand the other party's meaning.

She thought about it and called Shiku to come in.

Ten asceticized a ceremony: "What can the princess ask?"

Nan Baoyi took out the newly bought pair of pink pearl and gold tassel hairpins, smiled and gave it to him: "You have worked hard this year. I specially rewarded this pair of hairpins."

Men will never wear hairpins.

After ten hardships are obtained, it will definitely be given to the closest girl.

If he gave it to lotus leaf, lotus leaf might have the courage to confess.

Shiku took the brocade box.

He smiled and said: "This reward is too precious. I thanked the princess for my humble duty and the master."

He backed out holding the brocade box.

Nan Baoyi greeted Xiao Yi, sneaking up curiously.

Shiku crossed the veranda and happened to hit the lotus leaf at the corner.

Just after lotus leaf sent Ji Zhenzhen out of the house, he saw the brocade box that had fallen to the ground, and saw a pair of pearl tassel hairpins dropped out of it.

She was pleasantly surprised, her pretty face flushed: "Brother Shiku, is this for me?"

"Give it to you?" Ten bitter shocked, "This is the reward I have obtained for a year, so why give it to you? The princess is also, knowing I am a man, but rewarding me for something like a mother. I plan to take it. Go to the pawnshop and exchange it for silver ingots, and save them as your wife's book!"

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