After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Just when the sisters from the Nan family entered the servant's mansion.

in the palace.

The palace is resplendent and magnificent, and the heights are scattered. The ladies of the palace shuttle in an orderly manner in the corridors carved with dragons and painted with phoenixes. The scenery of the imperial garden is so beautiful that it shows the wealth of a dynasty.

A young man in a brocade robe with a bright yellow dragon pattern, standing in a small pavilion high in the imperial garden, is teasing a smooth-fur gray and white sea dongqing.

Cheng Zaixi brought a bowl of raw chicken thigh meat, and said respectfully: "There is news from outside that the Nan family has entered the imperial city, and Nan Baoyi is temporarily staying in the Minister's Mansion of the Ministry of Rites."

As she spoke, she quietly raised her eyes to look at Chu Huainan.

In the almond eyes, there is extreme admiration.

Chu Huainan picked up a piece of fresh and tender raw meat with pliers, and watched Hai Dongqing swallow it in one gulp.

The curves of his lips were gentle, "I will write an invitation card for Gu, and invite Princess Baoyi to the Prince's Mansion for a banquet. Gu wants to take her to see Haidongqing. Then tell her, Gu is willing to accompany her to visit the snow scene in Shengjing."

"yes……"

Cheng Zaixi responded, and hesitantly remonstrated: "His Royal Highness likes Nan Baoyi, but Nan Baoyi is already Xiao Yi's fiancée. If you want to win over Xiao Yi and the Nan family, why not consider Nan Baozhu?"

She was planning for Chu Huainan sincerely.

Chu Huainan stroked Hai Dongqing's feathers lightly, and said in a gentle voice, "Before I met her, I might be able to let go. But when I meet her, I don't want to let go. Even if she already has a fiancé, the lonely , still willing to try hard.”

There was a cold wind.

The fine snow fell on Chu Huainan's eyelashes. This gentle and jade-like man did not have the grandeur and depth that a prince of a country should have. When he smiled, he looked like a child.

Cheng Zaixi pouted.

She whispered: "In Shengjing City, there is no courtier who is willing to stand by your side... You are still so determined to go your own way, it is really worrying."

Chu Huainan smiled lightly.

He turned and took the small bowl full of raw meat.

He took out a double-strand gold hairpin from his bosom, and handed it to Cheng Zaixi, "Today is your birthday, and your relatives are gone, so this hairpin should be your birthday present alone."

Cheng Zai held on to the golden hairpin.

If it was in the past, she would have been very happy and proud when she received the golden hairpin from His Highness.

But now...

She looked at Chu Huainan.

He began to look at the snowy scenery of Miyagi again.

He is a prince of gold and jade, but he is so lonely.

Cheng Zaixi stood silently behind him, with even more admiration in her eyes.

Deep in the harem.

The grand lady rolled up the felt curtain.

The ladies of the palace, carrying red lacquered trays, stepped into the threshold of the hall respectfully.

The fire dragon in the temple was burning very well, and it was still smelling of sweet peony flowers.

Mahogany engraved imperial concubine couch, horizontally placed under the window.

Gorgeous and precious peonies with folded branches and patterns of Song brocade, meandering from the imperial concubine’s bed to the ground, the beauty lying on the pile of Song brocade without a trace, her skin is whiter than snow, and her black hair is like clouds.

She raised her calves slowly, and the toes covered with Danko were hooked with luxurious gold-woven gauze, which seemed indistinct and indistinct, showing all kinds of amorous feelings.

Her skin is tight and her figure is slim,

Only the fine lines at the corners of her eyes when she smiled betrayed her real age of nearly forty.

A pair of slender and cold white hands landed on her waist.

Smear the pearl paste on the fingertips, and massage it in circular motions to promote skin absorption.

The person kneeling on the couch was tall and tall, wearing an official robe with smoke ripples on a navy blue background, a string of ebony beads around his neck, red lips, white teeth, high nose and narrow eyes, like a beautiful boy drawn by meticulous brushwork.

Gu Chongshan lowered his eyebrows, "Is your mother satisfied with this strength?"

"You have served me for many years, how can I be dissatisfied. Nan Baoyi has already entered the city?"

"Yes, I'm temporarily living in Nanshilang's Mansion."

Gu Chongshan's fingertips moved along her waist.

"Xin'er, who killed Ben Gong, dares to show up in Shengjing..."

Concubine Jiang sneered, "Shangyuan Festival, she must attend the palace banquet. Gu Chongshan, I want her to be ruined and die a terrible death!"

The overly slender eyelashes concealed the deep emotions in the man's pupils.

Gu Chongshan curled his red lips and said yes gently.

Concubine Jiang lazily turned over.

She hooked Gu Chongshan's neck, her winking eyes were like silk, and her voice was soft: "Since I came back from Jinguan City, my nine thousand years old seems to be a different person... Gu Chongshan, how long has it been since you served me?"

Gu Chongshan always lowered his eyes.

Nan Baoyi's voice and smile appeared inexplicably in his mind.

He opened his thin lips lightly: "Didn't Mi Xia take good care of your empress? I have already taught him all the methods of serving your empress."

Concubine Jiang Gui was very sensitive: "Are you rejecting me?"

"The slave dare not—"

"lie!"

Concubine Jiang raised her hand and slapped him viciously.

Gu Chongshan got up and sat down on the bed, kneeling beside the pedals expressionlessly.

"Dead eunuch, a rootless dog! I can take you up to be the Governor of the West Factory, or send you back to the Leng Palace! You are just a dog under my seat! Gu Chongshan, serving me Your pleasure!"

With the tip of her toes, she lifted Gu Chongshan's jaw in a humiliating manner.

She ordered in a deep voice: "Kiss me."

Gu Chongshan's eyebrows and eyes were like mountains.

For a long time, he held Concubine Jiang's feet.

He kissed her instep, kissing her calf all the way up.

Concubine Jiang lay on the couch, hooked his neck with one hand, her red lips approached his neck and ears contentedly, "This is a good obedient dog..."

An hour later.

The palace maid picked up the felt.

Gu Chongshan stepped out of the hall threshold.

Hands have been carefully washed.

He stood on the porch, while wiping his fingertips with a clean white handkerchief, he looked at Miyagi indifferently.

It's snowing again...

The fine snow fell from the clouds in the sky, turning everything in the field of vision into pure white.

The world is white and clean.

He wiped his fingertips harder and harder.

The ends of the eyes gradually turned red.

He threw away the white handkerchief.

There is a thin layer of fine snow on the white jade carved railing.

He reached out to touch the fine snow.

Touching the coldness, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he slowly withdrew his hand.

Some things are out of reach.

The little eunuch who followed behind had a distressed face: "Supervisor..."

"Go and write a message to Nan Shilang's mansion, asking her to attend the Shangyuan Festival palace banquet in three days."

"yes……"

Because of Prince Jing's son, Nan Baoyi's reputation is quite loud in Shengjing.

Almost all the nobles became curious about this little princess from Shu County.

However, only half a day after arriving in Shengjing, invitations from various families flew to the Minister of Rites' residence like a snowflake.

flower hall.

Nan Jin and Nan Chun looked at the table full of invitations, with envious expressions on their faces.

Nan Jin opened one privately and exclaimed: "It's actually an invitation card from the Prince's Mansion! His Royal Highness invited her to the Prince's Mansion to watch birds, and even took her to visit the snow scene in Shengjing! Mother, Nan Baoyi is the heir of Prince Jing." His fiancée is so indiscreet, and he still wants to go to the Prince's Mansion to watch birds!"

"Invitations from the Eldest Princess, invitations from the daughter of Grand Master Song, invitations from the girl from the Jin family..." Nan Chun unwrapped each post, "This is the invitation card for the Shangyuan Festival Palace Banquet of the Imperial Palace!"

"What?!" Nan Jin snatched it away, "It really is an invitation for a palace banquet! Mother, we are not qualified to enter the palace, but Nan Baoyi can go!"

Liu sipped her tea and said with a smile: "What's so difficult about entering the palace? Cut down the post and enter the palace instead of her. Then it will be said that Nan Baoyi is ill and cannot attend the palace banquet."

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