After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

He wet the veil with water, pinched Nan Baoyi's chin, and carefully wiped off the oil on her face.

Nan Baoyi was so well-behaved that he closed his eyes and let him wipe them.

She said softly: "Second brother is not curious, how did I kill Liu Duanfang?"

Xiao Yi was very cooperative: "How did you kill him?"

Nan Baoyi said it emphatically, feeling a little embarrassed: "Second brother, do you think I'm very smart and resourceful?"

"Well, Nan Jiaojiao is very smart and resourceful."

Nan Baoyi opened his eyes displeased.

This kind of praise is very perfunctory!

She argued: "Second brother, is there nothing remarkable about my performance in the theater?"

Xiao Yi rubbed his handkerchief in the water.

He looked serious, "There are."

Nan Baoyi immediately raised his eyebrows, quite excited: "Where is it remarkable?! Is it my strategy, or my eloquence?!"

Xiao Yi pinched her small chin, and wiped off the oil paint on her lips with a handkerchief.

He lowered his eyes and smiled, "Performing the time when you have nine children in a row."

Nan Baoyi: "..."

Xiao Yi moved his eyes down and looked at her lips tenderly.

The little girl's lips were light pink, and the corners of her lips were naturally upturned, and she felt very sweet at a glance.

Taste, probably will be sweeter.

He approached slowly, with a hoarse and provocative voice: "When Nan Jiaojiao gave birth to a baby, she screamed so ecstatically... Why don't you perform for my brother again while there are no outsiders in the carriage?"

His face was so close.

It was so close that Nan Baoyi could feel his breath!

The girl's cheeks were flushed, and she quickly pushed him away.

She rolled up the curtains and breathed in the cold air of the long street, her cheeks flushed and her heart beating faster.

After finally calming down, Xiao Yi's low smile with unknown meaning came from behind.

Nan Baoyi bit her lips tightly,

From Yulouchun to Nanfu, he didn't dare to turn back all the way.

After the carriage stopped in front of the mansion, she quickly jumped out of the carriage and galloped into the Songhe Courtyard holding her skirt.

Xiao Yi walked behind unhurriedly.

None of the prey he set his sights on escaped from the palm of his hand.

One day, he will lock Nan Jiaojiao in the golden room and do whatever he wants.

Just thinking about it, Mother Ji came up to greet her, and said respectfully: "Master Hou, Madam, please go to the Flower Hall to talk."

Xiao Yi nodded.

At this time, the sky was dark, and the servant girls in the mansion were in groups, lighting lamps in the corridor.

The flower hall is brightly lit, and a table of banquets has been prepared.

The old lady was sitting at the round table, when she saw Xiao Yi coming in, she just slightly raised her hand and asked him to sit down.

Xiao Yi sat down in his robe, and picked up the chopsticks familiarly.

The old lady looked at him, "Jing Xihou is a smart man, he must know why I invited you here."

She did not pose as a grandmother.

Xiao Yi casually picked up a piece of beef, "I can guess a little bit."

"In the entire Shu County, Dudu Xue alone controls 500,000 troops, and the power of Cheng Taishou is also not to be underestimated. And you are the third emerging force in Shu County."

Xiao Yi ate his food seriously.

The old lady talked eloquently: "Compared to the century-old foundations of these two families, you can be said to have no foundation in Shu County. The only advantage is that the emperor appreciates it. But this alone is enough for you to have a bright future, which is beyond words. , Hu Nan's family is safe.

"Jiaojiao lost her mother at the age of ten, and you must have seen what her father looked like. Now that Jiaojiao and the Cheng family have retired, few officials and officials in Shu County would dare to marry Jiaojiao again. But if you marry her Going to ordinary merchants, the old man is not reconciled after all.

"Xiao Yi, you once thought about Jiaojiao. I will ask you again tonight, do you still have that thought about her now?"

Xiao Yi put down his chopsticks and drank the wine in his glass.

He said sternly, "Xiao Yi, may the golden house hide Gillian."

"Golden House Cangjiao" is a classic in history.

According to legend, when Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was four years old, he once threatened that if he could marry his cousin Chen Ajiao as his wife, he would "store it in a golden house".

It's a pity that although he married Chen Ajiao as he wished, he still abolished her posthumous position in the end.

Chen Ajiao retired to the Nagato Palace, but it was hard to see the sky when she looked through Nagato.

The old lady's eyebrows were full of displeasure: "Xiao Yi, don't bully me. I haven't read a few books. I know that the queen who hides her beauty in the golden house did not end well after all. My Jiaojiaoer, I can't be like She does that!"

"Nan Jiaojiao is not Chen Ajiao, and I am not the emperor in the history books." Xiao Yi said frankly, "I just thought that Nan Jiaojiao was born with a delicate and domineering nature, so she should naturally be held in the palm of my hand. Build a golden house for her, for her. She makes soup, and I love it."

The old lady looked at him suspiciously.

It was as if honey had been smeared on this guy's mouth, and every sentence he spoke became more and more likable.

But does his promise really count?

The old lady has seen countless people, but she has never seen through Xiao Yi.

She was not sure whether his promise was true or not, let alone bet on Nan Baoyi's marriage.

After pondering for a long time, she said seriously: "I will not promise Jiaojiao'er to you, but I will not promise her to other men either. If you can solve the problem of your identities before she reaches Ji, you won't be married just because you are married." And to ruin her reputation, and she is willing to accept you, then I agree to this marriage."

These words are tantamount to pushing all the difficult problems to Xiao Yi.

She knew she might be asking too much.

But Jiaojiaoer is her most beloved granddaughter.

The little girl is pure and innocent. As a grandmother, she must remove all obstacles for her and pave a beautiful and smooth road for her.

While she is still alive, give her everything that can be given to Jiaojiao'er.

Xiao Yi smiled.

The wind and snow are howling outside the window.

He poured the wine slowly: "For Xiao, power, wealth, and power are all desirable. The more the better. But for women, Xiao only needs one person in his life. Nan Jiaojiao is the person Xiao wants to hide in a golden house. My woman, I will pamper you to the end, so the old lady doesn't have to worry about it."

"My Jiaojiao'er is very capricious, I'm afraid that Lord Hou will get bored in the future."

"If she acts wildly, this Marquis is willing to spend tens of thousands of family wealth and lead thousands of troops and horses to accompany her."

"My Jiaojiao'er does not allow her husband to take concubines, for fear that Lord Hou will regret it in the future."

"This Marquis is willing to be her servant in this life."

The candles fell silent.

The old lady had nothing to say.

The corridor with red lacquer carvings winds endlessly.

The lanterns hanging under the eaves illuminated the blizzard all night, and the girl in the red fur bib of rabbit fur obediently stood under the veranda, reaching out to touch the cold falling snow.

When Xiao Yi came out of the flower hall, he saw the cage fire falling on her fair and tender face, and the corners of her brows and eyes were innocent and gentle.

He called out, "Nan Jiaojiao."

Nan Baoyi turned around, curiosity was written on her small face: "I heard that grandma invited you to the flower hall, what did you say?"

"A deal was negotiated."

"Business?" Nan Baoyi was even more curious, "Could it be that you also want to sell Shu brocade?"

Xiao Yi choked.

He looked like someone selling Shu brocade?

He walked over and touched the little girl's forehead with his hand.