After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Nan Baoyi answered and put away the signal flare.

She turned her head and saw that the ladies were supporting each other and they had already started climbing.

She was about to follow when Xiao Yi's voice came from behind: "Nan Jiaojiao."

She looked back, her voice soft and delicate: "What are you doing?"

Xiao Yi urged: "Beware of Shen Yichao."

"I wrote it down!"

She responded.

Xiao Yi watched her as she stepped onto the bluestone steps. The girl's back was thin and thin, and her dark red and gold hairband fluttered and swaggered in the morning wind, like a light butterfly.

He couldn't help but call again: "Nan Jiaojiao!"

Nan Baoyi turned around helplessly, and stood on the steps with her waist crossed: "Second brother, can you speak once if you have something?"

It's the first time for a child to go to school.

Xiao Yi thought about it carefully, and when he saw that there was really nothing to tell, he said, "Go."

Nan Baoyi was angry and funny, and turned around neatly.

Xiao Yi watched her disappear into the green woods.

Fingertips twiddled the money unconsciously.

Now, he can no longer bear the pain of losing Nan Jiaojiao, and naturally everything has to be done.

Shen Yijue never knows when he will come. He looked in the direction of Xiao Yi's line of sight, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted: "A man should stand upright, why should Yong Wang worry about a woman?"

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows and glanced at him disgustingly.

For whom are he and Nan Jiaojiao desperate?

Shen Yijue really had the face to say.

He sneered: "Han Yanliang was robbed and went up the mountain. I don't know which old iron lump is worried that he can't eat food? The beauty is long and beautiful, and you are embarrassed to comfort this king."

Shen Yijue clenched a fist with one hand, turned his head and coughed twice, and muttered in a low voice: "Old iron lump, can you call it?"

Xiao Yi adjusted his arrow sleeves, and ordered the lieutenant: "Order a man and horse, and follow this king to the east to meet him."

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Two hours later.

Nan Baoyi finally followed the group of ladies to the gate of the cottage.

She watched the soldier open the fence gate, her eyes surprisingly calm.

In this stockade, there are people she hates to the bone.

The grievances between them should also be broken.

She followed Xiaochun into the stockade.

No one recognized her because of the charcoal dust on her face.

When they came to the hall, Yin Sinian and his wife Yin Chen sat sulking at each other.

The Yin Chen clan was also put on the mountain by Xiao Sui. Because they entered the mountain early, they didn't know Nan Baoyi's plan.

She lost her two sons and her maiden family. At this time, her eyes were red and swollen like walnuts. "Master, don't hold on to Laojun Mountain anymore. Go and ask His Royal Highness Yong Wang for sin! Maybe, maybe the court reads on us. For the sake of Zhongliang from generation to generation in the Yin family, we will spare our lives..."

Taishou Yin did not speak.

A pair of eyes stared at the woman who stepped into the threshold.

The woman has been nearly forty years old, but the years have not corrupted the beauty of her flowery appearance. She still looks like she is still sculpting Tingting. The morning sun is jumping on the corners of her skirt, and she is not charming.

Taishou Yin stood up slowly.

His face was full of surprise: "Chun, Chun Niang?"

Xiao Chunshen also stared at him.

The middle-aged man in front of him was old and desolate, with puffy eye bags, and a low and messy hair bun. Perhaps because of the passage of time, he was much fatter than he was before, and he seems to be much shorter.

She looked up, her beautiful face filled with disbelief.

"Chunniang!"

Yin Sinian walked towards her excitedly.

He gushed: "Why are you here?! You came to save me, right? Chunniang, I miss you so much these years—"

He went to grab Xiao Chunshen's hand, but was avoided by the other party.

Xiaochun stepped back in shock, her eyes extremely complicated.

In recent years, she has dreamt back to the past several times. In her dream, Zhou Lang's romantic and suave Yushu is in the breeze. She will cut candles at the west window with her, will give her the unique palace lanterns in Luoyang City, and will take her to see Yuanye's fireworks...

But the man in front of him was defeated and bent his upright spine. The roughness of the world cast a cloud of cloudiness in his eyes, and his outstretched hand was short and thick with calluses, no longer what it used to be in Yulou Spring. A double-playing master.

But she was extremely convinced that Zhou Lang, whom she had loved for many years, and the stunning and brilliant Lang Jun in her dreams, was indeed the greasy middle-aged man in front of her.

Tears rolled down his cheeks.

She thought about him for many years, and thought about hundreds of encounters.

But never thought it would be like today!

Disappointment spread in my heart.

She bit her lip and burst out in tears.

"Chunniang!"

Yin Sinian hurried to catch up.

But I don't know if it is because of love or because of her as a life-saving straw.

Nan Baoyi was always watching with cold eyes.

She wondered if Xiao Chunshen saw that the man she loved so much in the past turned into this appearance, and would he regret abandoning her dearest relatives for this man.

She sat down calmly and picked up a cup of fragrant tea.

Realizing something, she suddenly raised her head.

Yin Chen's eyes were staring at her.

Nan Baoyi raised her eyebrows: "What are you looking at?"

"Looking at you?" Yin Chen squinted his eyes displeasedly, "Why do I look, you are a little familiar?"

"Hey!" Nan Baoyi touched her face full of charcoal, pretending to be shy, "People in the world have their own advantages in ugliness, but most of the beauties are the same. Perhaps I was born so beautiful that my wife felt familiar. Well, don't look at it, madam, it's embarrassing."

Yin Chen frowned, still feeling that Nan Baoyi was familiar.

For fear of being caught by her, Nan Baoyi gave away heads to Yin Sinian and Shen Yichao, and said astutely: "Madam still has a leisurely sentiment to see me. The prefect is going to chase the old lover, and you don't care!"

"Old lover..." Yin Chen sneered, his eyes full of bleak, "For this reason, we are already a mud bodhisattva and we cannot protect ourselves. I still care about his old lover?"

Nan Baoyi drank a sip of tea: "You can't say that. The prefect, but for his old lover, he hooked up with bandits and killed thousands of people in your family's family. I can't stand this bad breath!"

Yin Chen was stunned.

She was surprised: "You, what did you just say?"

Nan Baoyi added fuel and jealousy, recounting what Yin Sinian had done to her natal family by colluding with the bandits, and then said: "The reason why he did that was because he hated you, and because he wanted to find an excuse to kill the bandits as soon as possible. He can launch a war to solve the imperial court's soldiers and horses. It's a pity that the sky failed, and the mountain bandits chose to betray him...

Yin Chen's body was shaking.

The person next to the pillow for more than 20 years, she never expected that Yin Sinian would be so vicious!

Back then, her family saved his mother!

"Insnian..."

Yin Chen was trembling all over, and immediately rushed out of the hall, going to the other party to inquire about it.

Nan Baoyi took advantage of their dog to bite the dog, put down the tea cup quietly, and went to find Han Yanliang.

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