After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

When Nan Baoyi woke up, he smelled the faint fragrance of green lotus in the tent.

She sat up with her forehead supported. The dormitory was strange and exquisite, and every corner was clean.

She was in a daze.

this place...

She seems to have been here before.

Gu Chongshan pushed open the door, and put the tray on the table blankly, "Are you awake?"

There is a bowl of white rice porridge on the tray.

Nan Baoyi gradually remembered that this was Gu Chongshan's house in Xifu Garden, Shengjing City.

The East Mansion Garden in Shengjing City is home to Liyuan theater buildings and juggling stalls, while the West Mansion Garden is a place where wealthy children buy private houses.

In her previous life, she went out of the palace with Gu Chongshan to attend a banquet at the Emperor's Mansion. Gu Chongshan praised the girl holding the wine as "hands like soft barbs".

She was frightened, and it was already late when she returned to the palace, so she was brought here by Gu Chongshan.

But now, she still has a lot of use value, she doesn't think that Gu Chongshan will kill her here.

There is a brand new big sleeve hanging on Mu Shi.

She put on her big sleeves and sat down slowly at the table.

Stirring the porridge with a porcelain spoon, she disliked it: "I only use a gold spoon on weekdays."

She took a sip of the porridge, but refused to use it again, "I only eat bird's nest porridge on weekdays, this kind of white rice porridge, even the maids around me despise it."

Gu Chongshan said lightly: "Then don't eat it."

"Tell me, what are you arresting me for?" Nan Baoyi put down the porcelain spoon, "Concubine Jiang must have given you the order to kill me, but you are reluctant to kill me. Are you trying to use me to blackmail second brother? Today is the second You know that the Nan family is busy arranging the betrothal gifts, and the second brother and the others are busy eating wine, so they deliberately picked this day to hijack me. Nine thousand years old is really a clever plan."

Gu Chongshan stared at her, and pressed the corner of his lips with his hand.

Nan Baoyi hesitated.

This guy, don't you want to kiss her?

Could it be that after reviving the first life, Nine Thousand Years took a fancy to her beauty and asked her to be the palace maid?

She warned: "I was born as the second elder brother's man, and I will die as the second elder brother's dead man. I don't want to be your court lady. Nine thousand years old, please respect yourself."

Gu Chongshan pursed his lips.

After a while, he left in silence.

Nan Baoyi couldn't help muttering: "He is obviously a eunuch, but he is still greedy for beauty, who is he!"

Muttering, she sat down on the embroidered stool and wanted to dress herself.

Looking at the bronze mirror, I saw two grains of white rice sticking to the corners of my lips.

Nan Baoyi: "..."

Gu Chongshan pressed the corner of his lips to remind her of rice grains?

A little embarrassing.

After washing and washing, she still finished the bowl of porridge.

For the time being, she doesn't have to worry about life and death, and she believes that her second brother will find this place sooner or later, so she wanders around Gu Chongshan's private house with the mentality that if she comes, she will be safe.

When she was in Jinguan City, she had a deal with Prince Chu Huainan.

He changed the old emperor's return route for her,

She looked into Gu Chongshan's past for him.

Nan Baoyi stands under the verandah.

A peach blossom is planted in the small courtyard, which is tightly covered by a red lacquer fan. This is Gu Chongshan's study.

According to the information provided by Chu Huainan, he had looked through the palace volume, and only knew that Gu Chongshan entered the palace at the age of seven, before and after, the volume was blank.

He wanted to know Gu Chongshan's secret.

Nan Baoyi pondered for a long time, opened the door and stepped into the study.

It was dusk, and the light and shadow were dim.

A furnace of agarwood was burning in the room, and there were many bookshelves and piles of papers.

Nan Baoyi walked through the bookshelves, glanced at the ancient calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, and came to the depths of the study.

On the wall is a pair of "Camellia Picture of Crane Daoyuan".

The Crane Daoist Temple in the painting is located on the mountainside, with the pattering spring rain, the camellias are elegantly drawn, and the petals are like bowls. On the rice paper, the tranquility and beauty are perfectly integrated.

In the previous palace, Nan Baoyi followed Gu Chongshan, so he had seen many famous ancient paintings.

But this painting has a special style of brushwork, and she doesn't remember any master with such a style.

and……

She had never heard of the Taoist temple "Crane Taoist Temple".

As for the camellia, it is very common in Nanyue, but it is the national flower of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and it is the most famous flower favored by master painters in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

"Does it look good?"

There was a cold and clear inquiry from behind.

Looking back at Nan Baoyi, Gu Chongshan stood with his hands behind his back, with a cool posture.

When she broke into his study, she didn't expect to hide it from him.

So she nodded generously: "It looks good, did you draw it?"

Gu Chongshan looked at the scroll, "If I painted it, would you still think it looks good?"

"This is really strange." Nan Baoyi smiled, "Whether a painting is good-looking or not has anything to do with who is the author?"

After speaking, he was slightly taken aback.

She remembered.

Because Gu Chongshan is a eunuch, he is not allowed to attend any elegant gatherings in the palace.

Even if he is top-notch in instrumental music, even if he is a master in calligraphy, painting and seal cutting, an eunuch is an eunuch.

Those dignitaries respectfully called him nine thousand years old on the surface, but in private they believed that eunuchs were not worthy of touching elegant musical instruments, or talking about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting with others.

Everything drawn by their hands is dirty.

Nan Baoyi stared at Gu Chongshan hesitantly.

He was still looking at the painting, his cold and dark narrow eyes were filled with emotions she couldn't understand.

It seems that the Crane Daoist Temple in the painting was once his haunted dream...

Jin Wuxi falls.

The last ray of sunset light disappeared from Gu Chongshan's sleeves.

The little eunuchs came in and lit the glazed lamps, then retreated silently.

Candlelight danced on his face.

After a long time, he turned to Nan Baoyi coldly, "The small kitchen is stewing bird's nest porridge, and it will take half an hour before dinner can be served."

"oh."

Nan Baoyi whispered.

She watched Gu Chongshan leave the study, and couldn't help pinching the lace of her skirt.

Candlelight jumps.

She squatted in front of the bookshelf full of history books, and carefully searched for "National Chronicles of South Vietnam".

Camellia is the national flower of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and Gu Chongshan appeared in the Nanyue Palace when he was seven years old.

You might as well make a bold assumption that Gu Chongshan is inextricably linked with the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Then as long as you find the history between the Northern Wei Dynasty and South Vietnam thirteen years ago, you may be able to find clues about Gu Chongshan.

She turned to the volume from thirteen years ago, and took a lantern to read it carefully.

Thirteen years ago, there was a war between South Vietnam and Northern Wei.

The Northern Wei Dynasty was defeated and sent two protons.

The scroll did not mention Proton's name or origin, but only briefly mentioned it, saying that Proton was imprisoned in the cold palace.

Nan Baoyi became even more suspicious.

From the pile of books, she found the annals of the state compiled by the Northern Wei Dynasty in recent years, and quickly flipped to thirteen years ago.

In that battle, the Northern Wei Dynasty was defeated, and Gu Qin, a famous general of the Northern Wei Dynasty, died in battle on the battlefield with thousands of arrows piercing his heart.

In order to seek peace, the Northern Wei Dynasty sent the seven-year-old prince and his brother to Nanyue.

The prince who is only seven years old...

Camellia, Northern Wei Dynasty, seven years old, Gu Chongshan...

Dark lines intersect in my mind.

A terrible conjecture was quietly born.

If it is really what she thinks, then Gu Chongshan's beautiful appearance with red lips and white teeth, the natural nobility in his gestures, and his talent in music, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting...

It seems that all can be explained.

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