After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The judge knelt on the ground and said anxiously: "Acupuncture, medicine, and folk prescriptions are all used, but your Highness can't take it easy. If you delay it, I am afraid that it will not last two days, and your Highness will have to..."

He bowed his head deeply in horror.

Shen Jiang cast his eyes down.

The long eyelashes cast shadows on the face, without the slightest joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.

Obviously she is a very powerful woman, but at this moment, she is silent.

Sitting across the Buddha table, Xiao Yu sat.

It was obviously the spring night born by the blue sea, but he wore a heavy cloak, like a night man who came from the wind and snow. An invisible barrier separated him and Shen Jiang. They seemed to be scattered. People in the spring and winter seasons.

He asked: "Is there no way?"

The judge shook his head: "Weichen and others have also consulted Jiang Suihan, the teacher of the country and the genius doctor of Shu County, but even the two of them were helpless. They said that they were not able to get back to the sky, so they should prepare for the funeral as soon as possible. Come back, why don't you try Chongxi? It is said that the folks have always had this method."

Xiao Yu turned to Shen Jiang, "What do you think?"

Shen Jiang thought freely.

Many people passed by in my mind, her eldest son, her daughter, Xiao Panyu...

All the faces are familiar to her, but they are like falling petals on the stream, unable to grasp or hold, and will eventually be carried to the unknown seabed by the current.

Now, is A Sui going to leave with him?

"Queen."

Xiao Yu raised his voice.

Shen Jiang recovered.

The night breeze came through the window, and it was a spring night, but she felt a trace of coolness.

She stroked her arm subconsciously.

Xiao Yu frowned, dropped the big cloak and handed it to her: "Put it on."

The Greatcloak is white and soft, embroidered with ink and mountains and rivers with silver thread, vaguely carrying the unique fragrance of bamboo and cypress on his body, very clean and refreshing.

Shen Jiang raised a wave of rebellion and anger for no reason.

She pushed away the big cloak and said coldly: "Since you are going to be happy, get ready as soon as possible. The fourth prince will be married tomorrow, and all the families will come to Shangyang Palace for a drink."

The judge hesitated: "Niang, the most important thing is not the banquet, but the candidate for Chongxi!"

"Apart from Nan Baoyi, are there any other candidates?" Shen Jiang said in a deep voice, "I originally had a marriage contract with A Sui, but I even pushed A Sui. As the culprit, if she can't make A Sui return to the original, this palace will Destroy her!"

The judge wiped cold sweat on his forehead and quickly said yes.

Xiao Yu added a cup of tea to her, and whispered: "Nan Baoyi is Ayan's beloved woman. If you randomly refer to marriage, you will make the children hate you even more..."

Shen Jiang choked him: "I want you to control?"

Xiao Yu was forced to swallow the rest of the words.

The ladies of the Shangyang Palace began to get busy, hanging red silks and red lanterns all over the palace. Even the main hall was decorated with lights and colors and gradually changed its appearance.

A court lady lowered her eyebrows and pleasing her eyebrows, and replaced the green gauze lantern on the Buddha table with a red candle.

Xiao Yu stared at the red candle and suddenly said, "Do you still remember the scene of the wedding night with me? It was also the red candle in the palace, and it was also full of joy. You were sitting on the dragon couch with a gift fan in hand—"

"Can not remember."

Shen Jiang interrupted him mercilessly.

Xiao Yu's eyes flashed and lost.

He coughed a few times and then said: "That night, the Lang Jun you wanted to marry was actually the luthier from Jiangnan? Queen, you are so, so is Nan Baoyi, she also wants to marry the one she loves. Why do you want to beat the Mandarin Duck? Even, even arranged for A Yan, a princess with a low life background like Wei Xiaolian... Why bother with your children, think about them too?"

He is obviously the emperor, but Xiao Yu's tone is very humble.

Shen Jiang didn't buy it.

She rubbed her forehead and stood up with the female officer's hand: "It's noisy here. Go for a walk in the garden. Can the banquet in the garden be set up?"

"Return to the lady, the banquet and invitations have already been arranged."

Xiao Yu watched them go away, his eyes darkened even more.

Walking outside the hall, Shen Jiang flicked away the female officer's hand in annoyance.

She lifted the large and cumbersome skirts, and was too lazy to put on the shelf of the queen's mother's ceremony, like a stubborn and arrogant family girl, walking quickly towards the garden with cold face.

The female officials quickly followed.

With spring flowers and night moon, the palace gardens have unlimited views.

Sitting by the stream, Shen Jiang slowly took off the embroidered shoes and socks, and plunged his white and delicate toes into the water, scaring away a few black fish under the moon.

The moonlight fell gently on her face.

Those Danfeng eyes faded from the aggressiveness in the day, turning into a little melancholy and hesitation.

She hugged her knees and whispered, "Will A Sui die?"

Will they leave her decisively and disgustingly like Xiao Ning and Qing Yang?

The female officer knelt down on the grass behind her, and comforted: "Fourth Your Highness, Jiren, has a natural state, so nothing will happen."

Shen Jiang asked again: "Is it wrong to give marriage to my palace?"

The female officer pondered for a moment, and said respectfully: "Marriage matters, the parents ordered the matchmaker to say that the empress is their mother and has the right to choose the princess for them. What's more, a family marriage is originally an exchange of interests, something like love, It sounds naive and generous."

Shen Jiang glanced at her: "You are all accusing my palace of acting on its own way and **** for profit."

The female officer smiled: "The servant dare not."

Shen Jiang stared at the gurgling stream.

The falling petals of the spring night fell on the stream, she lifted her feet, and brought up a series of drops of water. The petals stuck to her smooth calf, a little itchy.

Her voice lowered, and she was a little cautious: "Can A Sui survive?"

The female officer was silent and replied cautiously: "Returning to Niang Niang, even the national teacher is helpless. It will be very difficult to think about. Niang Niang has only two children under her knees. For the sake of the fourth highness is about to leave, between you and the second high Perhaps it’s time to slow down."

Shen Jiang Feng's eyes are dark.

After a long time, she said: "If A Yan writes and says he doesn't want to marry Wei Xiaolian, he will grant his request. This is already my palace..."

The biggest give in.

...

Because Xiao Sui is here every day, the entire Shangyang Palace is like a tensioned bowstring, and in just one night, the next day's wedding was arranged.

Nan Baoyi was very beautifully dressed, and the ladies of the palace wished they could stick auspicious auspicious talisman to her from the inside out, in order to bring blessings to her Royal Highness.

Nan Baoyi was walking towards the door with a fan in his hand, and asked: "His Royal Highness can't afford to be seriously injured. Who am I going to worship? Is it possible that I should worship his sickbed three times? I am afraid it is too scribble.

Mainly, she has to see Xiao Sui.

Ask exactly who Elder Yin she wants to woo, and how she should woo her.

The maid glared at her complicatedly.

I have to say that Nanda Situ's mentality is really good.

Pushing their highness into serious injuries, but eating and sleeping well in the Buddhist hall, I was ashamed to ask how to worship later, and even dared to dislike the sloppy wedding...

"Why are you staring at me?" Nan Baoyi was uncomfortable, "Your Highness clearly fell on his own, but he wants to rest on my head. It would be good if I was willing to give him joy. An experienced person like me, It’s hard to find a few under the world. Not only will I be happy, I’m also good at getting married, I’m even good at getting married! But—"

She changed the conversation: "Speaking of which, who am I going to visit today?"

The fan was pushed away.

A handsome man, standing outside the threshold with his hands in his hands: "Follow me."

Nan Baoyi was stunned: "Huh?!"

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Ah ah ah late, draw a red envelope