After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Xiao Yi smiled, and dragged his tone lazily: "I see..."

Nan Baoyi came to Nuan Pavilion with the maid.

Nan Yan was dressed luxuriously, and even her demeanor was more elegant and coquettish than before.

Obviously, during the period when the Jiang family lost power, she had a very good life.

"Sit down." Nan Yan raised her sleeves, "I have prepared some wine, please have a taste."

Wine is a tribute from the Western Regions, and it is very rare in Nanyue, and it can be said to be worth a thousand gold.

Nan Baoyi picked up the emerald jade-painted gold wine cup, and took a sip of the sweetness of the wine: "The Holy Majesty is willing to give you such precious nectar and jade wine. It seems that my sister is very pleased with the Holy Majesty."

"It's all thanks to my sister and the son." Nan Yan didn't take it seriously, "After Jiang Taifu's crimes were exposed, the emperor has never been to Jiang Guifei's bedroom, and has been resting at my place."

Nan Baoyi took a sip of fine wine and waited for her next words.

Nan Yan raised her eyes and smiled slightly: "You and I have a deep affection as sisters, we know each other very well, you know that I never do anything like let a tiger go back to the mountain, I just want to kill the weeds and eradicate the roots."

She rolled up her sleeves and poured wine for Nan Baoyi herself: "The envoys from the Northern Wei Dynasty came to visit, and the emperor intends to take them to the outskirts of the city for winter hunting to show off the majesty of my Nanyue son. Accidentally shot and killed Concubine Jiang Gui, there are also..."

The cold wind howled outside the window lattice.

Nan Yan has beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and she talks and laughs calmly.

Most of the women who fought in the harem have her spirit.

Nan Baoyi knocked on the case and knew that Nan Yan was going to attack Concubine Jiang.

"What do I need to do?" she asked Nan Yan.

Nan Yan sipped the wine: "I haven't made a plan yet. Anyway, you will go with me on the winter hunting day. We always have a chance to assassinate her."

Nan Baoyi nodded.

She pondered for a while, and then said: "Nan Yan, do you think it's too easy to deal with Jiang Taifu this time? There are a lot of evidences, as if someone deliberately sent them to us."

Nan Yan drank with downcast eyes.

She naturally felt this way too.

The two sisters sat opposite each other quietly, and the air was filled with the aroma of wine, making them want to get drunk.

In their minds, a character appeared almost at the same time.

Nan Baoyi said: "Have you seen Jinke Tanhualang?"

Nan Yan nodded: "I've seen it."

She saw Nan Jing in the Royal Garden, and when they met, she almost died of fright.

What is a resurgence in the north, what is a great talent in Qingzhou, that man is clearly her brother Nanjing!

Nan Jing looked at her strangely, the resentment hidden in his eyes could hardly be concealed, she was so frightened that she ran away immediately.

She knew clearly that her brother hated her.

"Behind Nan Jing, there are people supporting him, and even changing his household registration." Nan Baoyi said in a deep voice, "The prince is simply weak and weak, so he can't do such a thing. King Cheng is dull and arrogant, and looks down on him. If I'm not mistaken, the person behind Nanjing is probably King Ying Chu Huaixiu."

Nan Yan played with the wine cup.

If so,

Then the downfall of the Jiang family seems to be a game between the prince and the king, but in fact the king of England also participated in it.

"Anyway, it's always good for us to keep an eye on it." Nan Baoyi got up, "It's getting late, I should say goodbye."

Nan Yan sat alone beside the short case.

The emperor is getting old, even if she gives birth to the emperor's heir now, it is impossible to be established as the prince.

Because of Concubine Jiang and Nan Jing, no matter whether King Cheng succeeds to the throne or King Ying succeeds, she cannot end well.

perhaps……

She looked out of the glass window.

The young prince in a bright yellow brocade robe stood in the snow, held an umbrella and watched Nan Baoyi go away.

She helped Fu Fenghuang to hold the pearl and Jin Buyao, perhaps, it was time for her to stand in line.

...

The days went on peacefully.

Nan Baoyi became more and more curious about what Mrs. Liuhua and Xiao Yi said in the Chengle Palace that night.

However, Xiao Yi suddenly became busy recently, leaving early and returning late all day long, and he couldn't even see his shadow.

She is very disturbed.

She sent Chang Xin to arrest Shi Ku for questioning, but the other party scratched his head bitterly, saying only that as the end of the year approached, the unsolved cases accumulated in Dali Temple became more and more complicated, and the master had to hurry up and finish processing all the files.

Nan Baozhu was very active: "Jiaojiao, I heard from the servant girl that those high-ranking officials and dignitaries who have raised a concubine outside will tell the women in the mansion that the official is very busy and there are many things in the yamen. You have to be sensible. You have to understand me, sir!"

She stroked her beard in a serious manner, learning to look decent.

Nan Baoyi remembered that her father used to look like this.

She was even more disturbed.

next morning.

Nan Baoyi sat in front of the makeup mirror and carefully put on makeup. The yellow copper mirror was slightly cloudy, but the girl reflected was white, tender and beautiful, and she was extremely bright and beautiful.

She sipped her lips.

He Ye came over with her cloak in her arms, and said with a smile, "The Princess is really well dressed today."

Nan Baoyi got up, let her tie the cloak for herself, and said softly: "Is the food box ready?"

"It was ready early in the morning."

Nan Baoyi nodded.

She is going to Dali Temple to see if the second elder brother is really handling the files.

Came to the official office of Dali Temple in the name of delivering lunch, the little official said suspiciously: "Master Xiao, Mr. Xiao is taking a rest today, so he didn't come to the office! Did you remember the wrong date?"

Nan Baoyi was startled.

Yunxiu asked: "Did Shizi come to the yamen yesterday?"

The little official was even more surprised: "Yesterday I also took a rest! Isn't the Princess Xiao's fiancée, how come he doesn't even know when he will rest?"

Nan Baoyi's cheeks felt hot.

When she came out of the official office of Dali Temple, her expression was extremely ugly.

Sitting in the carriage, the lotus leaf didn't dare to breathe, and poured her a cup of hot tea lightly.

When the carriage passed through the bustling Dongfu Garden, the cold wind blew up the curtains, and Yunxiu caught a glimpse of the horses tied to the horse posts outside the singing house.

She reminded: "Princess, isn't that the son's horse?"

Nan Baoyi looked over.

The whole body of the horse is pitch black and the four hooves are treading snow, it is true.

She raised her head, and the plaque in the singing hall was inscribed with four big characters "Songs of Peach Blossoms".

She stopped the carriage on the side of the street.

The hand holding the lotus leaf got out of the car, and she heard the passing man comment:

"I heard that it is a newly-opened song workshop. It plays the piano, composes poems and discusses Taoism. It is very elegant. The boss's eloquence, figure, and appearance are all excellent. It is said that she is the famous Mrs. Liuhua in the Northern Wei Dynasty."

"It's Mrs. Liuhua?! I heard that when she was in the capital of the Northern Wei Dynasty, half of the royal family's men were her servants under the skirts of the guests. My boy, let's go in and take a look!"

"Who said it wasn't? The singing workshop has been open for seven days, and it has attracted countless dignitaries from Shengjing City to join us. Man, hehe!"

He Ye's eyes widened in shock.

So, the son of the world is here to support Mrs. Liuhua?

She cautiously looked at her young lady.

The girl's face was cold, she bit her lips tightly as she stared at the singing house full of guests.

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