After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The autumn sun is warm, and the Golden Bird Tower is towering.

The beauties in the pavilion were also alarmed by the movement outside. They stood huddled together behind the railings and looked around the white marble square curiously.

The square was filled with civil and military officials, and young talents from major aristocratic families also arrived. Wu Yaya knelt on the field, like a silent protest.

The Taoist priest in green robes stood at the front with his hands behind his back. The cinnabar mole between his eyebrows was bright red, adding a bit of evil aura.

He looked at the two people walking out of the golden bird platform with a smile.

His disciple is handsome and reserved, and his junior sister is cute and smart. Looking at it this way, they are indeed a perfect couple, but...

Xiao Yi looked around at the ministers and said coldly: "What are you doing?"

Poinsettia bowed her hands and said, "Come and ask Your Majesty to slay demons and protect the country."

Xiao Yi seemed to have expected that he would appear, and said calmly: "The sky is clear and the sea is peaceful, where does the monster come from, and where does the devil come from?"

Poinsettia's eyes fell on Nan Baoyi, and there was a smile on her lips: "The resurrection of people from the dead is caused by monsters. How come they are not monsters? What do you think, little junior sister?"

Junior sister?

The beauties looked at each other.

This favored girl is the adopted daughter of the Gu family. Why did she suddenly become the junior sister of the national master?

The little junior sister of the National Master, isn't she Nan Baoyi?

All the officials also looked surprised.

Ning Wanzhou and Shen Yichao stood side by side in the corner, looking at Nan Baoyi in surprise.

They heard that the emperor favored a beauty. For this reason, the beloved wife at home scolded the emperor all night. Could it be that this beauty was actually Nan Baoyi himself?

Faced with these doubtful looks, Nan Baoyi's face was calm.

Before she came out, Xiao Yi had warned her that Poinsettia might be causing trouble. She was mentally prepared, so she didn't panic at all and said to Chunxia: "Get the medicine."

Chunxia nodded, sprinkled the potion that dissolved the human skin mask on the handkerchief, and carefully wiped Nan Baoyi's face, but in a moment, everyone could clearly see the face under the mask.

There is no powder applied, but it is very delicate and delicate, like a hibiscus emerging from the water.

Those phoenix eyes are dark and clear, and they are undoubtedly Nan Baoyi.

She has been missing for so long and yet she is still alive!

Nan Baoyi smiled and said in a clear voice: "I know you have many questions, so I will tell you one by one."

From the twin poison to the deception of Poinsettia, from the ice coffin in Baishou Mountain to the exile in the Northern Wei Dynasty, every word is unadulterated and every sentence is filled with blood and tears.

After she finished speaking, the huge Golden Bird Tower fell into silence.

She turned to Poinsettia: "I know that the Imperial Master hates me. But as a human being, I also have the right to live. You have repeatedly failed to harm me, so you committed such a crime today... Imperial Master, I am just a weak woman, How can I hinder you?"

Faced with her accusation, Poinsettia's eyes turned slightly red.

He said coldly: "Resurrection from the dead is a demon."

He turned to one side: "Here comes someone."

Two guards immediately led several middle-aged women over.

Nan Baoyi narrowed his eyes.

I vaguely recognized them as maids who had worked as long-term workers in Nanfu.

After they gave Xiao Yi a big gift, they said respectfully: "Miss, I have been stupid since she was a child. She cannot read Chinese characters, chess, calligraphy and painting. After a serious illness when she was twelve years old, she seems to have changed. Not only She started reading and writing, and even won the Flower Festival crown that year. She looked like...like she was a different person!"

Another woman exaggerated: "The strangest thing is that Miss seems to be able to predict the future, and has successfully prevented the Nan family from disasters several times, as if she has experienced those things before!"

Nan Baoyi didn't want people to know that she was reborn.

She was afraid of being seen as a monster.

She retorted: "There are people who are ignorant and love to play when they are young. Later, when they grow up, they gradually understand the importance of reputation. So what if they learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? Which boudoir lady doesn't learn these? Is it worth making a fuss about you? As for the so-called prophets who predict the future, it is more important. It’s nonsense, all the predictions are just insight and clues discovered in advance!”

Several women looked at each other and lowered their heads in silence.

Poinsettia smiled: "Even if you explain this, how can you explain the hexagrams that Shen Yichao divined for you back then? 'Peach blossoms will kill the blood, and the country will be prosperous in two lifetimes'. How do you understand these 'two lifetimes'?"

Nan Baoyi bit her lower lip.

She knew that Poinsettia was very good at fortune-telling, but she didn't expect that he was so powerful that he could actually understand other people's fortune-telling...

Xiao Yi held Nan Baoyi in his arms: "Haiyan Heqing, where did the monster come from? If there really is a monster that can bring people back to life, what else would a miracle doctor do? Why don't everyone go pray to God and worship Buddha? Resurrection from the dead is just a lie after all. I have read a lot of books, but I still don’t know the method of resurrection from the dead. If the Imperial Master knows it, I might as well tell it and open everyone’s eyes.”

Poinsettia and Xiao Yi looked at each other, secretly squeezing the hands behind their backs.

How to come back from the dead?

This evildoer dared to question him in public about the stupid things he had done!

He is just accurate, he will not reveal the evil things he did in his previous life!

Poinsettia said solemnly: "Although I don't know what method to use, the hexagrams will not deceive people -"

"It's just a hexagram, how can we take it seriously?" Xiao Yi sarcastically said, "If all the hexagrams are accurate, why should officials do anything? If a major case occurs somewhere, send a fortune teller to calculate the hexagram, wouldn't you know? Who is the murderer?"

Everyone looked at each other.

What the emperor said seems to make sense...

It would be too unfair for her to prove that Nan Baoyi is a witch based on just one hexagram.

Poinsettia's chest heaved violently.

His eyes became redder and he said sternly: "If you are with her, you can't take over the world! Otherwise, you will be punished by heaven! Xiao Daoyan, do you want to be angry to death as a teacher?! In the past, in Jinguan City, I was a teacher Your emperor's way, I teach you strategy and martial arts, but I just hope that you can rule the world in the future and earn a peaceful and prosperous era to unify the nine states, and this is how you repay me?! The Lord of Heaven and Earth is my teacher, and I have shown you my kindness as a teacher!"

He was so emotional that he lost his former gentleness and jade, and even his features looked a bit older.

Xiao Yi looked at him.

Many memories from my childhood came to mind.

He was a child abandoned by his mother and lived alone in Loquat Courtyard. He experienced the warmth and coldness of the world at a very young age.

The appearance of Poinsettia was undoubtedly a father-like presence to him as a child, and he completely changed his situation.

He knew that his teacher's kindness should not be forgotten.

In full view.

Xiao Yi suddenly and calmly took off the golden dragon crown that symbolized the emperor's status: "I am no longer worthy of this emperor. I am willing to recognize the imperial master as my foster father, and I will provide for the imperial master until his death in order to repay his kindness."

He pronounced the last four words with a heavy and firm voice.

Jinque Terrace is extremely quiet.

Poinsettia staggered two steps in disbelief.

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