After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

still cold?

Nan Guang wronged: "It's not cold anymore..."

Nan Baoyi smiled sweetly.

Seeing Mr. Quan Chen getting along so well with her father, she was very relieved!

She said softly: "Daddy, you eat vegetables!"

Nan Guang sniffed and looked at the table full of dishes in confusion.

It's not that the food is bad, it's just that he just ate it in the front yard, and now he can't eat it...

Xiao Yi gently pushed the stewed pig's trotters with soybeans towards him, "Knowing that Uncle San likes this dish, Jiaojiao specifically ordered the small kitchen to stew it for two hours. "

As he spoke, he thoughtfully picked up a few pig's trotters for him.

Nan Guang rubbed his full stomach, wanting to shout "Help".

But he dare not.

He tried hard to gnaw on the pig's trotters, and cried while gnawing.

Nan Baoyi was curious: "Daddy, what's wrong with you? Could it be that the dishes are not to your liking? I see that you are very happy to eat pig's trotters, and you have eaten five or six of them!"

"I'm so touched..." Nan Guang burst into tears, "Your second elder brother is really a good boy who is filial to his elders!"

After dinner, it's already the climax of the moon.

Nan Guang couldn't move, so he was carried back to the front yard by the servants.

Nan Baoyi drank two cups of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, leaned on Xiao Yi's shoulder drunkenly, and watched the full moon outside the gazebo.

She smiled contentedly: "Second brother, this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, I am so happy."

Xiao Yi bowed his head, seeing that the crystal wine was still stained on her lips, so he reached out to wipe it off for her.

The little girl uses hibiscus lip balm to protect her lips every day, and her lips are extra warm and soft.

She loves beauty very much at a young age, and she is delicate and precious from head to toe. She is really a rich flower in the world.

Xiao Yi even felt that his calloused fingertips might scratch her lips.

He slowly withdrew his hand, glanced at the wine on his fingertips, tilted his head and licked it lightly.

The night breeze is fragrant and the moonlight is alluring.

He suddenly felt,

The pot of Hantan sweet-scented osmanthus brewed just now was not at all as good as the wine on Nan Jiaojiao's lips, it was more mellow and sweet.

...

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the white dew turns into frost, and the climate becomes colder.

In the morning, the big study room.

Nan Baoyi solemnly said: "Second brother, although the weather is cold, I am still willing to insist on morning reading. I decided to sleep in the big study from now on and work hard day and night. I think the second brother wants to praise me."

Xiao Yi stared at her expressionlessly.

The little girl set up a warm couch in the study, on which there was a small Buddha table, and there were even a few plates of flower cakes and kumquats on the table.

It's been half an hour, but she didn't turn over two pages of the book, and there was half a plate of orange peels.

Where is it to study, it is clearly to enjoy the blessings.

He criticized: "What does it look like to read while wrapped in a quilt?"

"It was the quilt that entangled me on its own initiative..." Nan Baoyi smiled and hugged the embroidered quilt tightly, "Second brother, you said it would be great if people could hibernate like bears, dig a hole, and sleep warmly throughout the winter. It's wonderful to think about!"

While talking, He Ye came in holding a small enamel painted gold hand stove.

She laughed and said: "For some reason this year, the mid-autumn festival is just around the corner, but the temperature has dropped drastically. The young lady is studying hard, and the old lady ordered the servant to bring you a hand stove, and pay attention to keeping you warm."

She handed the stove to Nan Baoyi, "I heard that Nan Yan was ill yesterday, so Miss should be more careful."

"Is Nan Yan sick?" Nan Baoyi was curious.

"Yes! I heard from Hong'er that she has a bad cough and hasn't gotten out of bed since yesterday morning." He Ye warned, "Miss, you must not go to see her these two days, in case you get infected by her Feng Han, then it will be troublesome!"

Nan Baoyi nodded obediently.

Holding the small hand stove, she saw the golden tangerines that had just been peeled in the plate, so she picked them up and handed them to He Ye, "Go to Songheyuan by yourself and give this tangerine to grandma, and say that I handed it to you." Peeling. Grandma loves me and gave me a hand stove, so I should be filial to her."

Lotus leaf agreed with a smile.

Songheyuan.

The old lady got the tangerine peeled by Nan Baoyi and smiled from ear to ear.

She exclaimed: "My Jiaojiaoer is filial. She doesn't forget to bring some tangerines to me when she eats them. She even peels them clean with her own hands. How many granddaughters in the world have such filial piety?"

Mother Ji smiled and said yes.

When it was busy, the maid came in and reported that Mrs. Xia was asking to see her.

"Why is she here?" The old lady was displeased.

For the sake of having known each other for many years, she still asked the maid to invite her in.

Because of Wang Ling, the Xia family lost half of their wealth.

Mrs. Xia looked haggard, and even the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were sharp.

She sat down, with a half-smile: "I'm here this time, I have something to let you know."

The old lady was savoring the tangerine, and raised her eyes when she heard the words, "What's the matter?"

"Please immediately prepare the dowry gift and eight palanquins for Xiao Yi to marry my Qingqing!"

The old lady smiled: "Mrs. Xia, could it be that she has lost her temper? Why did we marry your daughter? We are a clean family in Nanfu, and it is absolutely impossible to marry a girl with bad conduct."

"Improper behavior? Hahahahaha!" Madam Xia laughed shrilly, "I'm afraid it is your Nan family who have misbehaved, right?! As the elder brother, Xiao Yi has feelings for his younger sister. If outsiders know about it, guess what?" What will others say?!"

The whole room was shocked!

The orange petal in the old lady's hand fell to the ground, and her fingertips trembled violently.

She frowned and said in a deep voice, "This is impossible!"

Mrs. Xia sneered: "It's impossible, just call Xiao Yi over and you'll know?"

The old lady stabilized her mind, and secretly said that the two children grew up under her knees, they were pure and kind, and it was absolutely impossible for them to have any thoughts about each other.

She gave Mother Ji a look.

Nanny Ji understood and went to invite Xiao Yi immediately.

When Xiao Yi came over, Mrs. Xia looked at him carefully and was very satisfied.

Although he has thoughts about young girls, but men, they always see one and love the other.

When he marries Qingqing, a young couple who are newlyweds, what are those thoughts?

Being able to sit on the high position of Lord Hou with his own strength, Xiao Yi has a promising future.

Qingqing who matched her couldn't be more suitable.

She smiled and took a sip of her tea contentedly.

The old lady had serious eyebrows and eyes: "Xiao Yi, you are a good boy. But grandma wants to ask you today, what kind of thoughts do you have towards Jiaojiao?"

Xiao Yi flipped his robe and sat down: "Jiaojiao and I are brother and sister, so it is natural to love and take care of her."

"Is it just pampering and caring?" Mrs. Xia teased, "I'm afraid there is still love between men and women?"

Xiao Yi stared at her coldly.

Mrs. Xia was holding his hand, so she was not afraid at all, and said with a smile: "Master Hou, do you dare to roll up your sleeves and let us see what you are wearing on your wrist?"

Xiao Yi casually asked, "In what capacity is Mrs. Xia interrogating this Marquis?"

"Naturally, it is the status of an elder!"

Mrs. Xia couldn't see her son-in-law put on airs in front of her, "Xiao Yi, you have a dirty heart for your younger sister, it's intolerable! If it gets out, everyone in Jinguan City will laugh at Nanfu for not having a tutor! You want me to keep it safe!" Secrets are fine too, as long as you marry my Jia Qingqing, I promise not to let others know your dirty thoughts!"

Xiao Yi caressed the tea cover lightly, with a half-smile: "If Mrs. Xia's so-called evidence doesn't exist, so what?"