After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Xiao Yi squinted his eyes, and said in a bad tone, "What does the prince mean?"

Knowing that he had lost his composure, Chu Huainan made amends by saying, "Princess Baoyi was born beautiful, and she couldn't help being alone, so she wrote her boudoir name."

Nan Baoyi was very embarrassed.

According to the rules of Shengjing City, during Qixi Festival, inscribing someone else's name on the lantern means confession. She was confessed by Chu Huainan in front of her fiancé, and said that it was a misunderstanding because of her beauty, which really embarrassed her.

"It turned out to be a misunderstanding." Xiao Yi slowly took Chu Huainan's lantern and threw it on the ground, "Since it was a misunderstanding, just burn it."

Chu Huainan stared at the burning and tumbling lanterns on the ground.

Flames leaped, devouring the boudoir name inscribed by him.

And he didn't even have the qualifications and courage to get angry.

Xiao Yi is a hot newcomer in the court, even if he is the prince himself, he dare not even accuse Xiao Yi of committing crimes and destroying his things.

A gloom flashed from the depths of his pupils.

When he raised his head again, he was still smiling warmly: "Will the son put a lantern for Baoyi?"

"nature."

Xiao Yi asked the shopkeeper for a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and on the lotus lantern he bought, he inscribed "Nan Jiaojiao" in three regular scripts that pierced through the back of the paper.

Nan Baoyi watched from the side.

Xiao Yi tapped her head with his fingers, and smiled: "Get so close, be careful not to burn your hair by the lantern core."

"I'm not a child, so I won't be so careless!"

Holding the lantern in one hand and the skirt in the other, the girl ran bouncingly towards the lake.

Xiao Yi followed behind her, looking extremely protective.

Chu Huainan's hands hanging in the big sleeves couldn't help tightening, and the ink in his eyes became darker.

Song Rou took his arm: "Why does Your Highness like a girl who has a marriage contract?"

Chu Huainan remained silent.

At first, when they met at Jinguancheng Bookstore, they were just a little curious about her.

Later, in the Sutra Pavilion of the Shengjing Imperial Palace, he remembered that when she pushed the door open, the palace full of white lanterns swayed grandly behind her, and he also remembered her tenderness in comforting him softly while holding dragon beard crisps.

After a long time, he said, "Love is where it comes from."

Wherever love comes...

Song Rou slowly let go of his arm.

"Your Highness has never been in love with me." She touched her cheek: "But the person who has accompanied His Highness all these years is clearly me. If I am as beautiful as Princess Baoyi, will Your Highness also fall in love with me?" Woolen cloth?"

She was born very well and read very well.

But he had an unusual appearance.

Perhaps in the eyes of those noble ladies, it is a good thing for a daughter-in-law to be ordinary-looking and not showy, but the young man can't care about that, the first thing they see is always the beauties in the crowd, not those who are full of poetry and bookishness The daughter of the Xiangfu.

An inferiority complex spread deep in her heart, almost engulfing her whole body.

Chu Huainan said seriously, "You are fine."

Although he appreciates beauties, what he appreciates more is the character of women.

Song Rou and his childhood sweetheart, he regards her as his younger sister, so he can't feel any throbbing at all, but Nan Baoyi is different, Nan Baoyi stands in front of him as a woman, but this woman just happens to fit his desire for women aesthetic standards.

It's normal to be passionate.

Song Rou was silent for a long time, and said again: "You can't compete with Prince Jing's son."

"She once encouraged Gu to be brave. Gu has been timid all these years and has no majesty as a prince. Gu thinks that whether it is the throne or a woman, Gu can try to pursue it. Come to think of it, she also appreciates brave men more."

Chu Huainan stared at Nan Baoyi's back as he set off the lantern from afar, with gentle brows and eyes.

Song Rou closed her eyes.

The hands clasped in the sleeves deeply pierced the flesh and blood.

Heart, sore and painful as if bleeding.

lakeside.

The lantern with the inscription "Nan Jiaojiao" was put into the lake by Xiao Yi and floated away along the water.

The lantern reflected glass-like light and shadow on the water surface, and when it reached the middle of the lake, it was picked up from the water by a hand with sharp bones.

The man sitting lazily on the side of the boat was wearing a dark blue eunuch brocade robe.

He stared at the handwriting on the lotus lantern, and couldn't help mocking the hooked lips.

"Tonight, Qixi Festival, may my lord write a lantern?"

A charming voice came from behind.

The girl in the pomegranate red gauze dress is leaning coquettishly beside the fan of the painting boat, her slender white fingers are holding a fire butterfly with fluttering wings, her slightly curly long sandalwood hair is spread around her waist like blue silk, and it is wrapped in a lantern The face in the shadow is not very real, only the upturned red lips can be vaguely seen.

Gu Chongshan played with the lotus lantern, but ignored her.

Mrs. Liuhua is a courtesan who wanders in the Northern Wei Dynasty, and she came to Shengjing secretly at the beginning of the year to prepare for the secrets of South Vietnam.

He remembered that Nan Baoyi once asked Mrs. Liuhua about it.

Even Xiao Yi didn't know about the existence, why would she know about it?

"Your family is a witch family famous for divination and illusion." He looked at the girl coldly, "On the night of Shangyuan Festival, you used illusion to seduce Nan Baoyi in the palace alley and let her go to the deep palace ice cellar. .Liuhua, you know her secret, don't you?"

Nan Baoyi lives in Jinguan City, but he is well versed in the structure and rules of the West Factory.

Even, you can always know some secrets.

He had a vague guess in his mind, but he felt it was very absurd.

The girl laughed softly.

The fire butterfly fluttered at her fingertips, its beautiful wings shook off bits and pieces of fire, and turned into ashes when it touched the girl's clothes.

She tilted her head: "Do you believe in changing fate against the sky?"

Gu Chongshan narrowed his eyes.

The girl played with the fire butterfly, like a raving: "That year, someone died in the ice cellar of the deep palace. They were furious, so the world was full of wars, and the countries were forced to be involved in melee. It was useless for them to pray to the Buddha, so thousands of Buddhist temples were destroyed. It collapsed in the war, and countless monks were forced to go to the battlefield to be reduced to cannon fodder. All the countries starved to death, complained, and changed their sons to eat...

"Later, some people ruined the fate of the country for three hundred years, and some people gambled on the throne for thousands of years, just to exchange for that woman's life."

The girl laughed slowly, until she burst into tears.

She looked at Gu Chongshan with red eyes: "Guess, who is the woman who died in the ice cellar, and who are those two idiots who started the war and sacrificed to the fate of the country and the throne?"

The sound of the pipa on the boat gradually fades away in the dark night.

The truth from the distant past quietly surfaced from the depths of the dark lake, cold and cruel.

...

After Tanabata.

Because of Nan Baozhu and Jin Min, the Nan family and the Jin family fought like a raging fire.

The Jin family is bound to have a hand in all the businesses that the Nanjia Bank does, such as passbooks and insurance.

However, Jinsheng Bank did not have enough cash, coupled with lack of experience, two months later, the people came to the door to withdraw cash with passbooks, but the bank could not exchange the silver.

At this time, people all over the country panicked, fearing that they would never be able to withdraw the money they saved, so they came to the door one after another to ask for cash.

Jinsheng Bank was already having a hard time turning around, but after such a disturbance, the shortage of cash became even worse.

The people were furious, and even openly rushed into the bank to grab antique calligraphy and paintings, threatening to repay the debt with property!

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Today, I had a big discussion with the artist about the character designs of Er Ge, Jiaojiao and Gu Chongshan. I couldn’t write three chapters, but everyone will see the beautiful pictures soon.

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