After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

He held the winning coin tightly, like a swordsman holding his sword.

Shen Yichao walked to the end of the veranda, took out the scroll from his sleeve, and threw it casually beside Ning Wanzhou, and said in a cold voice: "The route map of the Jin family's wedding team, a few places where soldiers and horses can be ambushed , I marked it out with red ink."

Ning Wanzhou picked up the scroll.

The fire in the cage was slightly drunk, and on the scroll was drawn a detailed map of Shengjing City. The Jin family's round-trip route for welcoming the bride was clearly drawn with a Chinese ink brush, and several red dots were carefully circled.

"Brother, I have nothing to give you." Jiang Suihan patted Ning Wanzhou on the shoulder, "There is a saying in my hometown, 'One must have at least two impulses in one's life, one is to travel on the go, and For a selfless love'. Little girl Ning Wanzhou, you can do whatever you want, even if you make a big mess, and your cousin will support you."

Ning Wanzhou tightly grasped the scroll and the money.

The fox's eyes were red and moist, but he looked away coldly and arrogantly: "Don't think that I will be grateful to you."

Xiao Yi raised his thin lips and poured a glass of wine casually.

It was dark.

Several people in Chaowen Academy stayed up all night.

When the stars scattered, Nanfu was already bustling, preparing to dress up for the newlyweds.

Nan Baoyi walked alone through the dark garden that was still lit, and ran straight to Chaowenyuan.

As soon as he ran into the garden, he saw Jiang Suihan sleeping with a book on his face under the corridor surrounded by flowers, Xiao Yi and Shen Yichao were sitting leisurely, playing chess and drinking tea.

These buddies are really free.

"Second brother!" She said crisply, "Where's the young master?"

Xiao Yi raised his eyelids to look at her.

The girl was holding a soft bundle, revealing her delicate clothes, her expression was so urgent, she came to add to Ning Wanzhou's outfit.

He bent his lips: "In the wing."

Nan Baoyi hurried to the wing room.

Ning Wanzhou was wearing a rough coat of short brown, with his sleeves tied up with string, and was holding a sword at his waist.

"Little Grandpa," Nan Baoyi put the bundle on the table, "My fourth brother never wore the clothes and brocade boots he wore when he was a teenager. I thought, you probably look good in it."

Baggage unraveled.

Looking over at Ning Wanzhou, the fiery red brocade robe was neatly folded, with golden fire lotus embroidered on the cuffs and neckline, paired with a golden fire lotus hair crown, extremely complicated and exquisite.

Nan Baoyi paid attention to his expression, and nervously tugged at the lace of the skirt.

She ran out secretly without telling her little cousin.

The little father-in-law has a ruthless personality, and he probably won't give up this relationship easily, and the person behind him is Xiao Yi, so she guessed that this guy might want to snatch the marriage.

If you want to snatch a relative, you must have a good outfit.

Ning Wanzhou was silent for a long time, then said slowly, "Thank you."

His answer like this meant that he wanted to snatch the marriage.

The stone hanging in Nan Baoyi's heart fell to the ground, and he said with a sweet smile, "I'm waiting for the good news from my little grandpa..."

She retreated outside the house, tripped over the threshold unexpectedly, and fell backwards in exclamation——

But he was hugged by Xiao Yi.

The man lowered his eyes to look at her: "Someone from Songhe Courtyard is calling you to accompany Nan Baozhu."

"oh……"

It was already broad daylight, Nan Baoyi responded, turned around and ran over there.

Before he could run a few steps, Xiao Yi suddenly grabbed his waist.

The morning breeze is light.

The girl's waist is thin and soft, and when held in her arms, she is more charming and tender than the buds on the tip of cardamom.

Xiao Yi leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.

Her face was pink and soft, and it also exuded a faint sweet fragrance, which made Xiao Yi addicted.

He licked the corner of her lips again, then let go of his hand in satisfaction, and smiled: "Go and accompany your sister."

Nan Baoyi wiped the corners of his lips that had been licked by him, couldn't help but blush in disgust, is this guy a dog?

On such an important day as today, he still wanted to take advantage of her every now and then, not at all as serious as Dali Temple Secretary was when he was adjudicating the case.

She went to find her little cousin in embarrassment.

It is morning.

The boudoir was full of young girls of similar age, and Jin Yao was there, surrounded by Nan Baozhu in a red wedding dress, talking lively.

Seeing that the auspicious time had come, Jiang took the red hijab and covered it with respect for Nan Baozhu.

When the hijab was lowered, Nan Baozhu subconsciously scanned the crowded crowd, but she never saw the unruly boy.

The hands wrapped in the wide red silk sleeves couldn't help tightening.

The moment the hijab fell, the girl's vermilion lips pressed down without any smile.

The welcoming team walked through the streets and alleys of Shengjing City with gongs and drums, all the way to Jin's house.

Nan Baoyi was among the senders, waiting anxiously for Ning Wanzhou to bring someone to snatch the marriage, but until the sedan chair reached the gate of the Jin Mansion, there was no sign of Ning Wanzhou.

The sedan chair stopped firmly outside the gate of the Jin Mansion.

When the firecrackers sounded, the audience burst into cheers. Jin Min smiled and stepped off the horse, and kicked the sedan chair door under the auspices of the master of ceremonies.

"Come out quickly..."

Nan Baoyi muttered in a low voice, and couldn't help but look around.

Jin Yao was curious: "Sister Baoyi was absent-minded all the way, are you looking for someone?"

"Well," Nan Baoyi came back to his senses, "No, I didn't look for anyone."

"Then you must be worried that my brother treats your cousin badly." Jin Yao took her hand affectionately, "Don't worry, my brother is very gentle, he will treat sister-in-law well!"

While the two were talking, Jin Min helped Nan Baozhu out of the sedan chair.

Opposite the long street, above the pavilion.

The little prince in a fiery red brocade robe, with his hair tied in a golden crown, is full of dignity.

He looked coldly at the commotion in front of the gate of the Jin Mansion.

Ya Shengqian, who mobilized Tianshu, rubbed repeatedly in his palm, even though he knew that Nan Baozhu could be snatched from here with just one order, he didn't move for a long time.

Han Yanliang was lazily leaning against the window, holding a thin tobacco rod with her slender fingers, and curled her vermilion lips in the smog: "Little Grandpa, if you don't snatch the marriage, the girl will soon enter the mansion."

"It's easy to snatch a marriage, but what happens after the snatching is over?" Ning Wanzhou clenched the money tightly, her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, "Sixteen percent is the only way to marry a wife. I'm fourteen years old, and I'm going to marry her one after another." I have no qualifications. If I snatch her away, I can get what I want, but the Jin family will be furious, will anger her family, and will cause trouble for my cousin."

The tobacco burns quietly, emitting a few wisps of lingering smoke.

Han Yanliang raised her eyebrows.

The wayward and pampered young boy actually thinks about these things...

Was the ups and downs sharpening his resolve?

"She's actually quite right. Compared to me when I was young, Jin Min is her best match."

The bride stepped out of the sedan chair holding the red silk.

The bright color of the red silk made her fingertips white and delicate, making her a delicate lady among the brocade embroidery.

However, for Ning Wanzhou, that red color was too dazzling.

He withdrew his gaze and lowered his eyes and smiled, "But it doesn't mean I give up on her. I just put her in Jin's house temporarily. If she doesn't go well, I'll take her away."

Han Yanliang said softly: "If she is already a married woman, are you still willing to marry her?"

"Marry. Eight lifts of the sedan chair, the Ming media is getting married.

"The girl I grew up with, if other men treat her badly, I will treat her personally."

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