After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

When she stared at Xue Dingwei, Xiao Yi lowered his eyes and stared at her.

The rain wet the little girl's black hair.

Sticking to her white and tender cheeks, he had the urge to tuck that lock of temple hair behind her ear.

My hands are itchy.

He slowly stretched out his hand and pinned the little girl's sideburns behind her ears.

The slender fingertips seemed to casually touch her little ear...

Nan Baoyi said in a deep voice, "Second brother, what do you think?"

"It's white, tender, and soft."

Xiao Yi answered truthfully.

Nan Baoyi looked up at him in disbelief.

I always feel that when she talks to the powerful ministers, the bull's head is often wrong, so she can't collide with intense sparks of thought.

She said seriously: "I think that both Xue Dingwei and the royal family's wife of the Wei Kingdom committed crimes. However, they are not qualified to punish each other."

On Bai Road, the Empress Dowager Wei was still insulting Xue Dingwei.

Xue Dingwei sneered: "I love her sincerely, I am willing to light the flames of war for her, and I am willing to fight for her on the battlefield. Before she fell asleep, she told me not to kill again, so I have not fought for ten years! Our love is so heavy, you I don't understand at all!"

"True love?"

Another lantern, lit up in the dark night.

The rain is rustling.

Wei Jiannan carried a long knife on his back, and walked slowly towards Baidao: "General Governor Xue, I haven't seen you for a long time, so don't come here and be safe."

Xue Dingwei stared at him.

After half a cup of tea, he said with a gloomy face, "Wei Nan, I didn't expect you to be alive."

Wei Jiannan—or should he be called Wei Nan, smiled contemptuously.

His eyes fell on Xue Dingwei's arms.

The beautiful wife who had been thinking about it day and night for ten years, slept there, not knowing whether she was alive or dead.

His eye circles were slightly red.

He said in a deep voice, "Wei Ji, I never loved you at all."

"Nonsense!"

Xue Dingwei sternly said: "She bandaged my wounds, taught me to read and write, and told me not to kill again. Wei Ji cares about me! She married you only because of the family mission, she has no escape!"

Facing Xue Dingwei's hysteria, Wei Jiannan was very calm.

He said: "I grew up with Wei Ji. When she was bullied in the palace, I helped her go back. I even asked the first emperor for the wedding. And she told me that she had A friend, a soldier from Shu County, surnamed Xue, she called him Big Brother Xue.

"At that time, when I was young, I thought, that brother Xue must be an excellent and gentle person, so that she would work tirelessly, often with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, to teach him to read and practice calligraphy. I even encouraged her and that Big brother Xue keeps in touch.

"But……"

Wei Nan suddenly laughed at himself.

The rain was pattering.

His face was dripping with water marks, but he didn't know if it was rain or his tears.

He took out half of the bronze mirror from his arms, with the utmost love and care in his gesture.

ten years,

The bronze mirror is old, and the edges have turned green.

"Xue Dingwei, that year you led the army to attack Shu County. Before I went to the battlefield, Wei Ji took out the bronze mirror from our wedding and broke it in half. She and I each held half. After many years, we can't recognize each other's faces, but we can still recognize each other with this half bronze mirror..."

Xue Dingwei stared at the bronze mirror.

The old face gradually panicked.

He clearly remembered that when he broke into the Weiguo Palace and found Wei Ji, she was holding a half bronze mirror.

Now the bronze mirror is still well hidden in her arms.

turn out to be……

Is this a token of recognition between her and Wei Nan?

So what is he?

What is he, Xue Dingwei?

Wei Nan walked towards Wei Ji step by step.

"Wei Ji..."

He whispered his beloved wife's name.

With trembling fingertips, they stretched out towards Wei Ji's face——

"Don't touch her!"

Xue Dingwei shouted angrily.

Wei Nan raised his blood-red eyes.

He took off the long knife on his back, "I have been looking for her for ten years, a full ten years! I will kill anyone who dares to stop me tonight!"

The long knife swept out with a cold light!

Xue Dingwei hugged Wei Ji and quickly backed away.

As soon as he stood still, he heard a mournful sigh coming from his arms.

Xue Dingwei suddenly lowered his head.

The sickly beauty was slowly opening her eyes.

The momentary elegance is not like recovering from illness, but more like returning to the light.

Wei Ji stood tremblingly on the ground.

She took out a half bronze mirror from her bosom.

The rain wet her eyelashes, and in the light of the torch, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

She showed Wei Nan a graceful smile, raised her hand and shyly brushed her hair on her temples.

Holding the bronze mirror in her hand, she walked towards Wei Nan step by step.

The skirt swayed, and despite her frailty, she still tried to walk out of a graceful and graceful gait.

She stared at Wei Nan, her voice a little hoarse: "Ten years late, Wei Lang don't blame me..."

Wei Nan's tears rolled down in an instant.

He slowly extended his hand.

The broken half-mirror in the hands of the two gradually joined together into a complete bronze mirror.

At the bottom of the bronze mirror, there are also carved pairs of mandarin ducks and parallel lotus flowers.

There is even the word "囍" that is only available at weddings.

He used to dress and paint her eyebrows in front of this bronze mirror.

When she was newly married, she shyly sketched out the word "囍" countless times, and waited for him to return home with anticipation...

The four eyes are facing each other.

In ten years, the country was destroyed and the family was destroyed, things changed and people changed, but the affection of reunion did not change.

Wei Ji smiled contentedly and happily.

Nan Baoyi held Xiao Yi's arm, and was about to be moved to cry.

But at this moment——

A feathered arrow came through the rain and night!

The arrow was icy and piercing, straight into Wei Ji's back!

Blood oozed from the corners of her lips, and the woman's pale and thin hands trembled in the cold rain.

The half-faced bronze mirror trembled and fell to the ground, breaking into countless pieces in the rain.

"Wei Ji—!"

Wei Nan suddenly screamed.

He stepped forward to hug Wei Ji, but there were countless arrows shooting at them all around!

In an instant, tens of thousands of torches were lit and ignited in the rain.

All over the mountains and plains, they are actually full of troops that are as silent as stones!

Army ahead.

The eunuchs of the West Factory held dark purple canopies to shield their lord from the wind and rain.

Gu Chongshan sat on an armchair, his long legs loosely crossed.

His slender, fair fingers casually traced the strings of the ebony fiddle.

His lips were red and his teeth were white, and his overly long eyelashes were not curly, so that when he lowered his eyelids, they completely covered the expression in his pupils.

He opened his thin lips softly: "Xue Dingwei secretly hid the remnants of the Wei Kingdom's royal family and embezzled the Wei Kingdom's treasury in order to plot rebellion. This Governor came here on the emperor's order to kill Xue Dingwei and the Wei Kingdom's remnants on the spot."

There was no ups and downs in the words, and the indifference was unreasonable.

Amidst the fighting and the pattering rain all over the mountains and plains, he played the huqin leisurely.

Countless arrows shot at Xue Dingwei and the others.

Nan Baoyi was astonished.

The hand holding the lantern couldn't stop trembling, she suddenly looked at Xiao Yi, "Gu Chongshan is crazy?!"

Wei Ji and Wei Nan waited ten years for each other, they have never done anything evil, why should they be killed together? !

Through the fighting and the rain, Xiao Yi looked at Gu Chongshan from a distance.

After a long time, he said lightly, "This is the nature."

"But Uncle Wei—"

"gone."

Xiao Yi urged.

Nan Baoyi was still in a daze.

On the blue bricks of Baidao, arrows shot through Uncle Wei and Ji Wei.

Drenched in blood, he knelt and sat in the rain covered with shards of bronze mirror, holding his wife who had been separated for ten years tightly in his arms.

Their cheeks touch each other with joyful expressions...

Seeing that she was motionless, Xiao Yi stretched out his hand to touch her small face, "Even if Wei Nan is rescued from the battlefield now, he won't be able to survive. Not to mention the number of arrows in his body, the country has been ruined and his family has been destroyed for ten years, supporting him The only thing that wanders in the world is Wei Ji. Now that Wei Ji is dead, he cannot live alone."

Nan Baoyi knew that he was right.

But……

Witnessing the death of a stranger is different from witnessing the death of an acquaintance.

She remembered meeting Uncle Wei for the first time on the street, he held a half bronze mirror in his hand but was so free and easy that he didn't sell it for a thousand dollars.

She remembered drinking Nurhong with Uncle Wei under the moonlight, and he talked about the affection of childhood sweethearts.

The so-called chivalry, courage, and tenderness are probably referring to a man like Uncle Wei, right?

Even if the country is ruined and his family is destroyed, he is still a strong man.

He deserves respect!

Nan Baoyi rubbed his red eye circles.

Xiao Yi held her little hand and carried her onto the steed.

Nan Baoyi looked back.

Across the rainy curtain and fighting against the mountains, through the dying lover and the downcast royal family, through the shattered flames of war and warm blood, she looked at Gu Chongshan from afar.

The dark purple canopy fluttered in the mountain wind, and the flames of the palace lanterns flickered on and off.

The big eunuch with red lips and white teeth, his smoky blue official robe was splashed by the rain, sat on the armchair with a big knife and a golden horse, his eyelashes lowered, and he was still playing the huqin loosely.

The sound of the piano whimpers and sobs, such as weeping and complaints, such as resentment and admiration.

A song "Requiem", but I don't know whose soul it is.

As if feeling something, Gu Chongshan looked over from a distance through the rain curtain.

Mountains and rain.

The little girl on a steed horse is wearing a delicate cloud bun, and her light pink skirt is like a blooming little hibiscus flower. The pearl steps are swaying on her forehead. Delicious red bean paste.

The rain blurred his vision.

In a trance, it seems that a young girl once sat on Xiao Yi's steed.

It was vaguely late autumn in Shengjing City. She was dressed exquisitely and beautifully, with a grand and luxurious palace dress, but her small face was broken and ugly. Even the most expensive rouge in the world could not cover her scars and paleness.

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