After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Chu Huainan watched Xiao Yi leave with Nan Baoyi.

The Sutra Pavilion was closed behind them.

He was the only one left in the huge old garden.

The cold wind blew out a few lamps, and the thick and dark night came from all directions, enveloping him in deep loneliness.

He lowered his eyes and took a bite of the dragon beard cake.

Not as sweet as before.

It would be great if he was the man who had a marriage contract with Nan Baoyi.

With such a girl by my side, no matter what I eat, it must be sweet, right?

Xiao Yi took Nan Baoyi and walked through the deep and long palace alleys.

The girl raised her head cautiously and noticed that Xiao Yi was in a bad mood.

She took his hand, looked at the blue bricks under her feet, tried not to step on their gaps, and walked forward bouncingly, "What is the second brother worrying about?"

"You killed someone?"

Nan Baoyi was slightly startled.

She quietly retracted her hands into her wide sleeves, and twirled her fingertips unnaturally.

Even though he had washed off the blood stains on his fingertips, he still felt that his hands were stained with blood and were very dirty.

"Kill who?"

"Jiang, Jiang Huan." Nan Baoyi was very wronged, "Second brother, you watched me grow up with your own eyes, you know that I have always been an honest child and never caused trouble. But Jiang Huan, he is not human!"

She covered her face and wept, "It's all right if he wants to take advantage of me, and he insulted my second brother! I thought he could be rough on me, but my second brother can't be insulted, so I got angry and I said, I At once……"

Xiao Yi stared at her.

The little girl was crying with snot and tears, very similar to that.

It's just that she sneaks a look at his appearance from time to time, but it exposes her little lie.

He actually didn't care who she killed, let alone why she killed her.

She was happy, and he let it go.

He held Nan Baoyi's little hand and said lightly, "Stop howling, it's very fake."

Nan Baoyi groaned.

Xiao Yi stopped and looked at her whole body, "Did you hurt yourself?"

"No!" Nan Baoyi turned around to show him, "Jiang Huan was so drunk that he couldn't even walk steadily, so how could he be my opponent? Second brother, in this palace, I am actually better than anyone else!" They are good at protecting themselves."

The palace lanterns are brilliant.

Standing in the lamplight, she smiled warmer than the stars.

Xiao Yi felt stuffy for no reason.

He whispered: "Jiaojiao once had a long dream, and the place where the dream ended was this palace, right?"

Nan Baoyi was silent.

"I am more familiar with this palace than anyone else, and I am better at protecting myself than anyone..."

Xiao Yi's drinking energy finally started to pick up.

Danfeng's eyes were clear and lingering, but the ends of her eyes were smudged with extreme crimson.

He stared at the girl, "It's not so much a dream, it's better to say that it is a previous life that Jiaojiao has personally experienced. And Nan Jiaojiao in her previous life died in this resplendent palace.

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Nan Baoyi was always in a daze.

She slowly turned to the end of the palace alley.

After leaving the Sutra Pavilion, she followed Xiao Yi out of the palace.

He paid attention to Xiao Yi's emotions along the way, but ignored the road under his feet.

At the end of this palace lane, there is a fork in the road.

At the fork in the road, there was a lantern in the shape of a doll, but because there were no maids in the palace, and there was no grand music, the doll's face looked a bit hideous.

The light of the lantern spreads gently on the ground.

Light and shadow quietly intertwine, walking to the right is the way out of the palace, and the palace lanterns are burning brilliantly.

Going to the left is the road leading to the ice cellar, dark and gloomy, with no trace of people.

There was a cold wind.

A gloomy and cold feeling sprang up from her back, and the girl's tears suddenly rolled down in big ones.

icehouse……

The ice cellar where she died in her previous life...

As if drawn by fate, she was like a painted puppet, shedding tears, she couldn't help walking towards the ice cellar.

In Xiao Yi's eyes, it was like being possessed by an evil spirit.

Embroidered shoes slowly stepped into the shadows.

When Nan Baoyi was about to step into the intersection on the left, Xiao Yi held her arm like a ghost.

He dragged the girl into the Lantern Festival.

The girl burst into tears, and her pupils were full of fear and fear.

He hugged her tightly.

He bowed his head and kissed her eyebrows, his voice was hoarse and firm: "I shouldn't have brought up that dream... what dream, what past life, it's all nonsense! Carefree little girl..."

An inexplicable fear arose in my heart.

It seemed that as long as Nan Baoyi was not held in time, she would completely disappear from his eyes and fall into the abyss of eternal doom.

The light of the lantern is very warm.

Nan Baoyi gradually recovered.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on the back, and even the palace skirt was soaked through.

She raised her head, Xiao Yi's brows were gloomy, with rare regret.

She reached out and touched his face tenderly.

She said softly, "I was just scared for a while, it's okay..."

Saying so, his complexion was as pale and haggard as gold paper.

Seeing her limply falling down, Xiao Yi felt even more suspicious.

Perhaps, he shouldn't have brought Nan Jiaojiao into the palace.

He picked her up and walked quickly outside the palace.

The figures of the two gradually faded away in the palace alley.

It is the season of falling snow.

A fiery red butterfly fluttered towards the high bright yellow palace wall.

The girl sitting lazily on the palace wall, her pomegranate red gauze skirt flutters charmingly in the cold wind.

She stretched out her slender and white fingers, and calmly caught the fire butterfly.

She blew on the fire butterfly, and the butterfly immediately turned into ashes and fell quietly into the palace alley.

She brushed her slightly curly long sandalwood hair, and her posture was more lazy and casual, "It was almost done..."

The eaves and corners of the hall.

The eunuch with red lips and white teeth stood alone on a high place.

As the cold wind blew, the string of ebony beads around his neck made a slight sound.

He watched Xiao Yi carry Nan Baoyi into the carriage, with deep emotions in his narrow eyes.

He took out the gold swing from his arms, the pearls on the swing were smooth and round, just like her face when she smiled.

She is one of the rare people in the world who does not dislike him.

But she is Xiao Yi's woman after all, she does not belong to him.

An embarrassment quietly rose from the bottom of my heart.

Gu Chongshan held Jin Buyao tightly, and the tip of the hairpin pierced his palm, blood oozed out, but he still didn't realize it.

After a while, he walked towards the harem expressionlessly.

want her...

As long as Xiao Yi is erased from the world, we can get her, right?

She is familiar with the rules of Xichang, she must like Xichang.

They can have a good time in West Factory...

The palace is shining brightly.

Concubine Jiang was dressed in a thin gauze, leaning lazily on the couch.

The little eunuch knelt in front of the couch, dug out the pearl ointment from the porcelain jar, and carefully applied it to her calves.

She untied her gauze and said casually: "Why are you serving again? Where is Gu Chongshan?"

"Returning to the imperial concubine, the governor is working in the West Factory."

Xu felt that the little eunuch's massage force was not good enough, Jiang Guifei suddenly "hissed" and kicked him out.

Gu Chongshan supported the little eunuch steadily.

He raised his eyes and looked at Concubine Jiang, "Your Majesty."

Palace lanterns are beautiful.

The man with red lips and white teeth, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, can be called "Lang Yan is unique and unique in the world".

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