After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Nan Baoyi saw that she was reluctant.

She smiled and held Ning Fanhua's arm: "Since you are reluctant, don't force yourself. You just marry Lu Yan, it doesn't mean that you have to be tied to him in your entire life. He is unkind, so why bother? Loyal? It's better to marry me and divorce. You lived in my house. You know what kind of temper my family is, they will like you!"

Ning Fanhua was startled.

The girl in front of her was lively and full of kindness.

Nanjia is also a well-known home for Ji Shan.

Nanda Langjun is even more affectionate and righteous to her.

Of course she really wants to marry.

but……

Ning Fanhua's small face was sad, and she whispered, "But after all, I am Lu Yan's wife. I have not been able to give birth to a son and a half for him for so many years. I am actually a little guilty. The indulgence of that night is already my limit. I can’t or dare to leave with him."

Nan Baoyi was silent.

She remembered that when the ghost fire appeared in the shadow of Drunk Flower, Ning Fanhua was the first girl to kneel to the ground in fright.

So timid, I really dare not ask for peace.

She didn’t know how to persuade her. She glanced at her belly and said with concern: “Then you have to be considerate of your baby. Staying in Lu’s house means you have to get rid of him. But sister Ning, pregnant with a baby is What a wonderful thing, do you bear it?"

I don't know which sentence touched Ning Fanhua, and her tears rolled off instantly.

She raised her sleeves to wipe her tears, crying sadly.

Xu felt embarrassed, she turned around and ran into the west room again, hiding and crying.

Nan Baoyi leaned against the veranda, feeling helpless.

At this moment, a pair of warm palms suddenly covered her eyes from behind.

Nan Baoyi was unhappy: "Second brother, all eyebrows are on fire, you are still playing around with me."

Xiao Yi grinned: "What eyebrows? Nan Chengli hasn't said a kiss for so many years. Now I have not only the girl I like, but I also have the child. Buying one, getting one free in the store is not a good deal. It's obviously a happy event. Why did it become burning eyebrows?"

Nan Baoyi rolled her eyes.

Things are always different from her!

Xiao Yi grabbed her bulging cheek, and said warmly: "They made a fuss about Ning Wanzhou and went to the new house, clamoring to see if the bride is beautiful or not, why don't you follow it?"

"Has started making trouble in the bridal chamber?"

Nan Baoyi was surprised.

Fearing that the little cousin would be bullied and molested by those dudes, she quickly dragged Xiao Yi to the new house.

The younger generation of Chang'an City crowded in the new house, vying to see the bride's face.

Nan Baoyi tried very hard to tiptoe, but still couldn't see what was inside.

Xiao Yi watched her bounce around like a white rabbit. He didn't notice a conniving smile. He suddenly held her waist from behind and lifted her up easily.

This operation made the teenagers and girls around him be stunned.

Nan Baoyi:...

Kind of shame.

However, I can finally see the sleeping room.

The red tent is high, and the couch is covered with a fine red brocade quilt.

The little father-in-law and Zhuzhu are sitting side by side on the couch. The little father-in-law is in a red dress, black hair, lips, red teeth, and white. He is not only beautiful, but also has an aristocratic spirit like a crane. He is a rare aristocratic beauty.

The crown of pearls and phoenixes, wearing a wedding gown with green silk embroidered gold thread, holding a fan of gold gauze, shyly covers half of his face, and the exposed willow eyebrows and apricot eyes are picturesque, dignified and charming.

The guests laughed and coaxed to see the bride's appearance.

Nan Baozhu was even more shy, and subconsciously covered her entire face with a fan.

Ning Wanzhou could still see her flower-like profile, but seeing her hiding from others, she knew she was ashamed.

He rarely smiled softly.

He turned to the crowd, raised his eyebrows and said, "I haven't seen this son yet. What are you looking at? Go out and have a banquet in the mansion someday, and then I invite you to come and see."

The juvenile is arrogant and arrogant, with the style of protecting his wife.

So everyone clamored even harder.

Nan Baoyi smiled and turned back, and said softly: "Second brother, I'm already optimistic, will you put me down?"

Xiao Yi put her on the ground.

She began to booze with others, making the atmosphere in the new house lively and festive.

Xiao Yi didn't care about the excitement and noise.

He always stared at Nan Baoyi.

The little girl had her bright Danfeng eyes bent, her small face flushed as if she had drunk wine, and she was very interested.

He remembered the previous life he had seen in his dream.

During the two years in the palace, she missed Nan Baozhu every night, Zeng every night prayed for Nan Baozhu, and Zeng confessed the wrong things she had done every night.

In this life, she should be happy to witness Nan Baozhu marrying her beloved.

But somehow, Xiao Yi's heart throbbed badly.

He felt sorry for his little girl.

...

Just when the new house is lively, the front yard.

Lights hung in the courtyard, illuminating the entire mansion as bright as day.

The open-air banquet is very lively. From time to time, aristocrats from the family come forward to respectfully toast the town’s father and his wife and wish their family a bride.

Linshui Baoge in the distance.

Sitting on Hu's bed, Shen Jiang played with the broken folding fan slowly.

Tai Wei Zhao Bing stood in front of the window, holding a tortoiseshell remote mirror, and attentively observed the banquet in the front yard. He smiled and said: "The hour is coming, and I don’t know how Shen Xiaolang is preparing. If you can kill him with one blow, how can you? Worried about not regaining the military power of the town government?"

The sound of dripping in the corner.

Shen Jiang lowered her eyes and tried to repair the folding fan, but found that the folding fan was badly damaged, and all she did was in vain.

She paused, and threw the folding fan into the corner with a cold face.

It turned out that the broken mirror was just a joke.

Once the relationship between people is severed, it will never be restored as before...

Under the treasure pavilion, beside the garden water.

There are incense cases in the dark hidden place, with strange formations lined up with copper coins and tortoise shells.

Xiao Langjun in white clothes Shengxue, holding a peach wood sword, personally took the stage.

Hai time is approaching.

Shen Yichao's fingertips wiped the mahogany sword blade, brought a string of fire, and lit the yellow paper on the incense table. The yellow paper quickly burned and turned into black butterfly-like ashes, sweeping towards the night sky like a psychic.

Shen Yichao's face was cold and pale, and he whispered: "Memorial to the moon."

Dark clouds swept across the sky, covering a round of bright moon.

Shen Yichao's thin lips lightly opened: "Sacrifice to the stars."

The billowing clouds covered the sky and covered the sky full of stars.

Shen Yichao closed his eyes.

He slowly said: "Sacrifice to the wind."

Dancing without wind with wide sleeves.

In the next instant, a strong wind blew up!

In the front yard of the town government, countless lamps were blown out for the first time.

No moon, no stars, no lights.

The courtyard was plunged into darkness, and the guests whispered in confusion, their robes and sleeves fluttered violently.

In the darkness, the crested hairpin that the eldest princess Xiao Panyu wore on her hair suddenly radiated soft light, and the nine precious pearls were shining brightly.

On the dark wall, countless bow and arrow assassins lurked.

That crested hairpin is like a guiding light in the dark.

They arched their bows and arrows without hesitation.

In an instant, countless arrows hit Xiao Panyu!

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