After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Xiao Yi asked, "Don't dare to rule?"

Jiang Suihan scratched his hair, hugged the jar of wine with one hand, his eyes were black and haggard, Jiang Jiang Niangniang was speechless.

Xu was overwhelmed by alcohol, he hiccupped, and lay dead on the floor as if evading.

Xiao Yi hugged Nan Baoyi and froze in place.

He only had Jiang Suihan as a doctor, yet he was so unreliable...

The little girl in his arms was shaking, not knowing whether it was cold or pain.

Xiao Yi felt very distressed, so he didn't hesitate anymore, and immediately put up a screen in the corner of the kitchen, set up a bathtub, and boiled a pot of bath water himself.

Steaming hot.

He carefully untied Nan Baoyi's pajamas and threw her into the bathtub.

After all, we are not married yet, so some things are inconvenient.

So he put a sash over his eyes, and instead of looking at the little girl's body, he groped for the nape of her neck to make sure her head remained above the water so that she wouldn't drown in the bath water.

After soaking for about a quarter of an hour, he reckoned that the little girl had warmed up.

He dragged Nan Baoyi out of the tub, hastily wiped off the water droplets, and took clean and warm pajamas for her to change into.

The skin touched by the fingertips is like fine brocade silk satin.

He even brushed her bunny with the palm of his hand by chance as he tied her nightgown.

Xiao Yi's movements froze completely.

Although he couldn't see anything, he was also a person who had read comic books. An imaginary picture appeared in his mind, and a line of nosebleeds dripped instantly.

He raised his sleeve to wipe away the blood stains, and secretly cursed at his mother.

After putting on his pajamas, he tore off the blindfolded belt, brought warm and thick fox fur, and carefully wrapped Nan Bao's clothes tightly.

A fire was lit in the kitchen.

He hugged Nan Baoyi to the fire, and poked her slender face with his hand, "In the world, there are only a handful of gentlemen like my brother. Nan Jiaojiao, following my brother is simply the virtue of your ancestors. "

Nan Baoyi couldn't hear these words.

While unconscious, she felt the cramping pain in her abdomen begin again.

It was as if a hot knife was messing with her internal organs, and the pain spread to her head, causing tears to fall from her eyes.

She hugged her stomach and curled up in Xiao Yi's arms, murmuring unconsciously: "...It hurts so much...Second brother, I hurt so much..."

Xiao Yi brushed the broken hair from her forehead.

The flames jumped, and the bloodshot eyes made him look like a ghost.

But when he stared at Nan Baoyi, that ferocity turned into tenderness, like the gentleness that belongs only to evil spirits.

He grabbed Nan Baoyi's little hand, lowered his eyes and kissed her fingertips.

"Jiaojiao, my brother won't hurt you..."

His voice is warm and mellow.

A sharp bronze dagger sliced ​​through the arm.

Blood gush out, shocking.

He put his arm to Nan Baoyi's lips.

The bright red blood rolled down the lips and into the girl's lips and teeth.

Jiang Suihan, who stood up with salted fish on the ground,

Opening his eyes, he said softly, "You will reveal your identity."

Dayong's founding emperors and empresses were all people who played with incense and Gu.

The Dayong royal family is invulnerable to all poisons.

A whole body of blood can be used as medicine and detoxification.

Faced with Jiang Suihan's reminder, Xiao Yi didn't care.

He stared at the little girl in his arms.

As the blood was absorbed, the fish scale bruises on her face gradually faded until they disappeared completely.

The pain that tormented her disappeared without a trace.

The pain between her brows was replaced by tranquility, and it was a sweet and steady sleeping face.

As he watched, his thin lips became more curved.

Whether revealing her identity or losing too much blood, what is it in front of giving her a night of peace?

He put Nan Baoyi on the armchair and got up to take a shower.

As soon as I stood up, I felt dizzy.

Jiang Suihan said quietly: "You have lost too much blood, and you will experience temporary dizziness. Another reminder, your face is scary pale now, and it is estimated that you will return to normal at noon tomorrow. During this time, don't hang around in front of Nan Xiaowu. Also That is, your identity...if you are discovered by the South Vietnamese, you will be killed, right?"

Xiao Yi pursed his thin lips, raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows.

For him, Nan Jiaojiao went through fire and water, overcame obstacles and thorns.

Then for Nan Jiaojiao, he can also devote all his energy and effort to it.

Love is always mutual.

The next day, early morning.

When Nan Baoyi woke up, he found himself sleeping in the screen.

Wear clean pajamas, covered with a soft quilt.

The whole body is relaxed and happy, as if he just finished a walk in the mountains and forests, and his breath is easy.

She sat up, rolled up her sleeves, and those fish scale bruises disappeared without a trace!

she recovered? !

She rubbed her head, looking dazed.

She remembered that last night, because she couldn't bear the abdominal cramps, she ran alone to the garden behind the temple, where she rolled and hit the wall in pain.

Then, what happened?

It seems that they met the powerful ministers, and they talked a lot through the wall.

She seems to have confessed to the powerful minister.

She confessed?

Did she confess? !

Nan Baoyi picked up the pillow, her fair and delicate face was full of entanglements.

At this moment, countless footsteps came from outside the house.

The soldiers broke into the bedroom and respectfully invited out the old doctor with white beard and hair.

Nan Baoyi put on a rouge red embroidered shirt with large sleeves, straightened her blue silk, got up and stepped out of the screen.

"Old doctor," she said softly, "I took your medicine yesterday, and I feel back to normal."

The old doctor stared at her, a strange color flashed in his old eyes.

He said: "Sit down, the old man will diagnose your pulse."

After checking the pulse, he looked even more surprised.

Not only did Nan Baoyi heal, but he was also very healthy, and even his complexion looked rosier and more transparent than the previous two days.

Does his medicine really have such a miraculous effect?

"But what's wrong?" Nan Baoyi was curious.

The old doctor shook his head, "Miss Nan is normal, and the fish sore disease she contracted has also been cured. It seems that the medicine is effective."

"Effective is effective, but after drinking it, my stomach hurts a lot and I have a lot of bruises on my body." Nan Baoyi reported his situation to him, "Old doctor, do you want to try some milder herbs? Jueyuan Temple For other people who are infected with fish sores, I have to trouble you to continue the diagnosis and treatment."

"Just call me Old Doctor Jiang."

The old man knocked on the Eight Immortals table and responded casually.

Nan Baoyi nodded, and said again: "Old Doctor Jiang, you promised me yesterday that if I test the medicine for you, you are willing to cure my leg disease..."

The old man recovered.

He took out a pack of plasters from the medicine box, "Take it and stick it on your knees, one piece a day for half a month."

Nan Baoyi took it, lowered his head and sniffed.

The plaster exudes a strong medicinal fragrance, which smells very pleasant.

After the old man left, she straightened up her silk underpants and put plaster on her knees.

Ning Wanzhou fed Nan Baozhu a bowl of warm water, "Nan Xiaowu, do you trust that old guy?"

Nan Baoyi smoothed the plaster and hesitated on this issue.

At first, she also thought that there was something wrong with old doctor Jiang, but after drinking his medicine yesterday, she obviously recovered again...

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