After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Nan Baoyi didn't know what method the second uncle used. Within ten days, there was no news from the prefect's mansion, and the matter of strengthening the Liu family seemed to be shelved.

Different from the anxious waiting of Liu's mother and daughter, she ate, drank and had fun every day, and from time to time gave favors to the powerful ministers.

She has already planted the flower seeds, and she can only wait for these ten days to take root and sprout.

Seeing that it is the twenty-third of the twelfth lunar month.

In the early morning, Nan Baoyi came to the big study of Chaowen Academy, and sat by the window spreading paper and ink.

She likes to read and write with Xiao Yi, because as long as she looks at his stern and indifferent profile, it seems that all her negative emotions have been smoothed away, leaving only light but full joy.

She rested her chin and stared at the rice paper in a daze.

Jiang Suihan clutched a cup of wolfberry hot tea, "Nan Xiaowu, you've been in a daze for a quarter of an hour. Could it be that you're freezing?"

"You're so stupid..." Nan Baoyi bit the pen, "I was thinking, what should I write in this book. Yulouchun has been performing the two previous plays repeatedly for more than half a year. Now that it's the end of the year, it's time to launch a new play. Brother Jiang, do you have any suggestions?"

Jiang Suihan teased: "In such a hurry, are you going to grab the Spring Festival stall?"

"What is the Spring Festival stall?" Nan Baoyi was puzzled.

"It refers to the period from Laba to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. Because of the New Year, the common people are free, and there will be more customers going to the theater to eat, drink and have fun, and it is easier to make a lot of money."

Nan Baoyi nodded thoughtfully: "Then I really want to grab the Spring Festival stall."

Jiang Suihan suggested: "During the first month of the lunar year, relatives communicate, and they are more keen on family affairs, why not write a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law drama this time!"

"Mother-in-law drama?"

"It's about stories about the struggle between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law! Tsk, for thousands of years, the fight between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has always been a hot topic, and the seven aunts and eight aunts like to listen to it. As a New Year's show in Yulouchun, it will definitely attract Jinguancheng's audience. Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law go to watch, and the ratings can be guaranteed!"

Nan Baoyi was confused: "What are the ratings?"

"In layman's terms, it's the number of spectators!"

Nan Baoyi bit the barrel of the pen.

She thought Jiang Suihan's suggestion was very clever.

In her previous life, she married into the Cheng family,

I've had enough of suffering from Huang's wicked mother-in-law.

How about using Huang as the prototype to portray an image of an evil mother-in-law, and describe how her daughter-in-law used her wisdom to actively fight after she married.

And the Huang family in her previous life simply gave her enough writing material!

Kneeling on the washboard, waiting outside the door in heavy snow, not allowing her to have sex with Cheng De, while scolding her for not being able to lay eggs, all kinds of things, the writing is extremely smooth!

The more she wrote, the more vigorous she was, and she didn't stop writing until noon.

Jiang Suihan stretched his neck to look, and whispered to Xiao Yi: "Are you sure that Nan Xiaowu has never married? This wicked mother-in-law wrote it, it's so vivid on the paper, and I feel like I'm actually there!"

Xiao Yi turned a page of the book and ignored him.

When it was time for lunch, Nan Baoyi and Jiang Suihan both went to the flower hall.

Xiao Yi put down the scroll and walked to the window.

He lowered his eyes and flipped through a few pages of Nan Baoyi's manuscript.

He looked at the stern and elegant lower script with hairpins in his hands, and at the seemingly funny stories, his Danfeng eyes were as dark as the sea, filled with elusive emotions.

He still remembered the dream that Nan Jiaojiao had mentioned to him.

Could it be that what the evil mother-in-law did in the story was all experienced by the little girl in that dream?

"Second brother!"

A crisp shout sounded suddenly.

Nan Baoyi ran into the study excitedly, raised his head and said, "Lunch is already on the table, Brother Jiang and Shen Yichao are waiting for you to go over to eat! Hey, why did you turn over my manuscript paper?"

"Just take a look." Xiao Yi's attitude was indifferent.

"Hehe, second brother must think the story of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law I wrote is very interesting. You are very itchy, but you don't want Brother Jiang and the others to know, so you secretly read it behind our backs!"

Nan Baoyi was as proud as a little peacock.

She lowered her voice triumphantly: "Second brother, you can look at it boldly, I won't tell others!"

Xiao Yi looked at her.

The little girl frowned, looking innocent and delicate, like a flower that has never experienced wind and frost.

But, why does he feel distressed when he looks at the lines of words she wrote?

It seems that she has experienced that story, and she is not as smart as the daughter-in-law in the story. She endured all the blood, tears and pain alone where he couldn't reach...

Xiao Yi suppressed the pain in his eyes.

He arrogantly patted her white and tender forehead: "Just to see if your handwriting has improved, where did you think?"

Nan Baoyi touched his forehead and curled his lips secretly.

When she followed Xiao Yi to the flower hall, she happened to bump into Nan Guang poking his head in the garden.

"father!"

She is crisp.

Seeing that Xiao Yi was also there, Nan Guang obviously didn't want to go forward.

But being stared at by Xiao Yi, he didn't dare to run away.

He bravely walked over, put his hands in his sleeves, and said with a smile: "Jiaojiao, dad is here to discuss something with you."

Nan Baoyi looked at him.

Her father was still wearing that silver fox fur cloak, and he couldn't bear to take it off after wearing it for ten days!

There is a plum blossom pinned to the bun, which looks coquettish, presumably to attract Cheng Yerou.

She asked curiously, "What do you want to discuss with me?"

"Tonight is New Year's Eve, you know that?" Nan Guang hesitated, "I, I would like to invite a guest to come and have a reunion dinner with us..."

Nan Baoyi smiled.

She deliberately asked: "I don't know who Dad wants to invite?"

"It's the eldest girl of the Cheng family, Cheng Yerou." Nan Guang smiled shyly, "Jiaojiao, your father and I are not young, how can we do without a woman in the family? Rou'er is gentle and gentle, and she is a girl from a rich family. She manages the house well. She won't treat you badly when she comes in..."

Nan Baoyi listened, and quietly pinched his thigh.

Her eyes were red immediately, and she choked with tears and said: "All these years, I have always hoped that someone can accompany my father. It's just that Aunt Liu is not upright, so I don't like her. Aunt Cheng is different. Daughter, her family background is clean, if she enters the door, I will be 100 happy. Please feel free to invite her to have a reunion dinner, my daughter welcomes her very much!"

The youngest daughter is obedient, warm and considerate.

Nan Guang was so moved, he picked her up and threw her into the air like he did when he was young, and after catching her, he slapped her heavily on the face.

He praised: "Jiaojiao is indeed Daddy's panties, so sweet!"

Nan Baoyi expressionless: "Little panties?"

"Wrong, wrong, it's the little padded jacket, the little padded jacket! Hahahahahaha! Jiaojiao, I'm going to pick up Rou'er to our house for New Year's Eve!"

Nan Guang was overjoyed, put her down, and ran out of the house bouncing around.

Nan Baoyi was angry and funny.

She said: "Let's go, second brother, let's go eat."

But Xiao Yi took out the handkerchief and wiped her kissed face for her.

He said with disgust: "When someone kisses you, the other person's saliva will get on your face. It's very dirty. Nan Jiaojiao, can you clean yourself better?"