After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

"Second brother?"

Nan Baoyi stared at the bridegroom under the porch in astonishment. He couldn't even hold the fan, revealing a pair of delicate eyebrows. The round pupils were simple and clear, and the end of his eyes was filled with makeup.

She gave Xiao Suichong a joy, how could the second brother be here?

"Nantah!" The lady of the court hurriedly helped a ball fan, "Please pay attention to etiquette."

Nan Baoyi hid behind the tuan fan and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

"My Royal Highness is ill and cannot afford to visit the church. According to our Da Yong custom, the man's brother should worship on his behalf." The maid explained, "His Royal Highness has only one elder brother, so naturally it is the Yong King who will worship on his behalf."

It turned out to be like this...

Nan Baoyi suddenly.

She secretly removed the light gauze ball fan and glanced at Xiao Yi who was patiently waiting for her.

The second brother's phoenix eyes and thin lips, brocade clothes and golden crown, look particularly noble and gorgeous under the red silk and satin, like the autumn clouds and jade trees on the horizon, suddenly crashing into the eyes, making people excited.

He seldom dresses up so carefully, it's like the old iron tree has new flowers...

Nan Baoyi was already in love with him. Seeing that he is handsome today, he was even more excited, and asked in a low voice, "Then you sleep, is it also done by King Yong?"

"how is this possible?!"

The lady of the court raised the volume incredibly.

She stared at Nan Baoyi angrily: "What the **** are you thinking? You are here to cheer for my royal highness, but why do you only care about who you sleep with?! Of course, it's my royal family. The expression that the deputy hopes to sleep with King Yong?!"

She almost shouted these words.

Not only Xiao Yi heard it, but the guests and court ladies outside the corridor also heard it clearly.

They stared at Nan Baoyi in astonishment. They didn't seem to have expected this Nanda Situ to be so passionate and unrestrained. He obviously married the Fourth Highness, but still wanted to marry him with his brother...

It's nothing more than watching the food in the pot eating the food in the bowl.

Nan Baoyi: "..."

No place to show up!

The maid Xiao Sui tuned in, almost lost her face!

How can she get out of this door!

She blocked her face with a fan, and stared at the maid angrily: "What will happen if you have a lower voice? It's fine now, everyone knows that I want to talk to Yongwang's bridal chamber. I'm embarrassed, don't your masters have to follow me? I just don’t know Dayong’s customs, just ask a few more questions to be on the safe side. As for such a fuss?"

She shook the pot clean.

The palace lady was dumbfounded and speechless for a while.

Time has come.

Xiao Yi held back a smile, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were warm as spring breeze, and Chao Nan Baoyi stretched out his hand: "Nan Jiaojiao."

The palm of the man's hand is very wide, and because of the habit of holding the sword, it is covered with a thick layer of callus, which looks particularly rough.

But for Nan Baoyi, being led by him was nothing more than peace of mind.

She raised her curved Danfeng eyes from behind the Tuan Fan, and generously placed her little hand on his palm, without any hesitation.

A group of court ladies was left behind by her.

They looked at each other.

Nantah is not even embarrassed, and the marriage experience is indeed very rich.

Because it was Chongxi, all the cumbersome etiquette were cut, Nan Baoyi and Xiao Yi simply worshipped in the main hall and became dears.

After visiting the hall, Xiao Yi went to the wedding banquet to toast on behalf of Xiao Sui.

Nan Baoyi was sent into the sleeping hall.

The sleeping hall was lit and colorful, and Xiao Sui was lying on the couch, his lips still pale and face like gold paper.

Nan Baoyi sent the maid in the palace, lying on the couch alone, whispering to the boy's ear, "Xiao Sui, Xiao Sui?"

It was a dying patient, but suddenly opened his eyes.

Xiao Sui's eyes were light and shrewd, like someone who was dead.

Nan Baoyi sneered, rolled his eyes, and sarcastically said: "It seems that my Chongxi is quite useful. Look, it will come back to life."

Xiao Sui twisted the sandalwood Buddha beads, his tone indifferent: "Give me joy, but you and your brother have taken advantage of it. What are you complaining about? Now send someone to the banquet and fill Yin Lao with wine until he wants to go to the toilet. So far. My palace person will lead him to the separate West Room. At that time, you will find ways to instigate him."

Nan Baoyi tangled: "Speaking of which, who is Elder Yin?"

"The leader of the local aristocratic family, Luoyang's largest gentry and patriarch, is easy to find." Xiao Sui waved his hand and closed his eyes again, "Go."

The spring sunshine penetrated into the inner hall, and the boy's face was fair and beautiful.

So beautiful, like a boy around Guanyin.

The partiality is not very good, it is entirely a gesture of supporting others.

Nan Baoyi gritted his teeth and summoned Tang Xiao and Zhou Lingshu.

She was walking in the officialdom of Chang'an, and other officials looked down on her as a woman. Only these two people really had a good relationship with her, and they were her confidants.

After whispering in the hall, Tang Xiao nodded: "Don't worry, leave the work of persuading the wine to me, and let Mr. Yin crawl to the west room for safekeeping!"

Nan Baoyi quickly urged: "Don't get too drunk, otherwise, no matter what I say, he will forget everything after he wakes up."

Tang Xiao agreed, happily going to the wedding banquet to persuade him to drink.

Nan Baoyi took Zhou Lingshu and quietly lurked outside the separate west room.

Before long, Tang Xiao trot over with alcohol, and said excitedly: "It's done, it's done!"

Nan Baoyi poked his head from behind the pillar.

Not far away, the old man with white beard and hair was helped by the attendant and entered the west room drunkly.

She whispered: "That attendant is the eyeliner sent by Empress Shen to Elder Yin, right? It's really inseparable, even people have to follow the toilet..."

Zhou Lingshu snapped his fingers: "I'll get them away!"

Before Nan Baoyi had time to grab him, Zhou Lingshu ran over like a gust of wind.

She was nervous: "Can it be done?"

Tang Xiao: "Let's observe secretly first."

When Zhou Lingshu came to the west room, he first untied the hair bun, then took off his big sleeves, revealing the delicately embroidered lotus and lotus color Luo Lin skirt.

Today, he is thin and beautiful. At first glance, he looks like a nice girl, very beautiful and moving.

He let out an "Ah", squatted on the red lacquered pillars, shyly shook the small handkerchief, and yelled at Xifang: "There are people, the slave family can't walk!"

Nan Baoyi was silent for a moment and whispered: "The wind is a bit cold, and I suddenly got a lot of goose bumps."

Tang Xiao: "...Me too."

The attendant came out of the West Room and said vigilantly: "Who are you?"

Zhou Lingshu lifted Lanhua and pointed out: "The Nujia is Miss Yuanfang Biao from Zhou Mansion, Zhou Huahua!"

The attendant took a step back unbearably: "You, do not lift your fingers when you speak, or it will be chopped for you! Are you a man or a woman?"

"The slave family can be male or female, male and female at times."

The attendant has nothing to say.

After a long while, he waved his hand with a dark face: "Go somewhere else and stop me from doing things!"

"The slave family can't walk anymore, can the official send the slave family out of the palace, okay?"

Zhou Lingshu babbled and rushed towards others.

The attendant was so frightened that he hurried to hide in the West Room. Who knew Zhou Lingshu actually chased into the West Room, pulling his cuffs and crying loudly: "Here, the official is scornful! He is shameless. Let the people's daughter watch him go to the toilet!"