After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Nan Jing followed Song Rou to the deserted grove.

Hearing Song Rou's reason for coming, he was surprised: "You want me to be loyal to Chu Huainan?!"

"yes."

"Miss Song, don't be joking. I'm now a son-in-law and in control of the imperial army. Even if Chu Huainan ascends the throne, it won't do me any good. What's more, he's just a common man now. It's as difficult as ascending to heaven for him to win the throne!"

"I have my own way to support him to become emperor. It's just one step, and I need to cooperate with the son-in-law. His Highness promised him the title of An Guogong after he successfully ascended the throne."

Duke title...

Nan Jing was a little moved.

Song Rou took his subtle expression into his eyes, and continued: "Chu Huaixiu is addicted to women, and it is a pity to let down the good intentions of the son-in-law to advise him. If the person who is in charge of tonight's matter is my Highness, he will definitely be willing to punish him." Kill Xiao Yi and Gu Chongshan, and then give Xiao Yi's military power to the son-in-law..."

Xiao Yi's military power...

Nan Jing's heart was shaken.

He really resented that Chu Huaixiu insisted on going his own way and refused to kill Xiao Yi.

If you follow Chu Huainan, if Chu Huainan is willing to listen to his opinion...

He frowned and said sternly, "Miss Song, Chu Huainan was deposed as a commoner by the late emperor. His name is not right and his speech is not right, so there is no reason for him to be re-enthroned."

"What if it's justified?"

Behind the tree, a person suddenly walked out.

Nan Yan held the bright yellow imperial decree and smiled coquettishly: "Before the late emperor died, he gave me the imperial decree to re-canonize Chu Huainan as the crown prince. If this imperial decree is announced to the world, then Chu Huainan's ascension to the throne will be justified!"

Nan Jing was completely stunned.

He never expected that Nan Yan actually had the imperial decree left by the former emperor in his hand!

That's right, his younger sister has always been ice-snow and smart. She must have been afraid of being murdered by Chu Huaixiu, so she secretly hid the imperial decree and didn't make it public for so long.

Now that Gu Chongshan was about to leave Nanyue and her backer was about to leave, she was eager to find a new backer, so she joined forces with Song Rou again, came to the hunting ground to lobby him, and together supported Chu Huainan's enthronement as emperor.

He clenched his fists tightly, with thousands of emotions intertwined in his heart.

Song Rou sternly said: "Your Highness and I are already husband and wife. When he ascends the throne, I will be the empress. My son-in-law, as a queen, I implore you to help your highness, can you?"

After finishing speaking, she actually knelt down towards Nan Jing!

Nan Jing hurriedly supported her.

He swallowed: "Miss Song, please don't do this."

Saying so, his eyes were full of excitement.

If Chu Huainan was the emperor, then Song Rou was the empress. The empress actually knelt down to him, he really reached the pinnacle of his life!

Song Rou begged all over her face: "My son-in-law, help, or not?"

The cold wind blows off a few handfuls of snow on the pine trees.

Nan Yan looked at Nan Jing who was pretending to be indecisive, and sneered lowly.

How Nanjing will choose, she wants to know with her ass.

When Nan Jing and Song Rou continued to discuss the details, she stared into the distance.

Gu Yu, the monster, raised his head and stared at the night sky. A ball of snow fell from the top of the tree and hit his big face plate. It was obviously a monster uglier and more terrifying than ghosts, but he screamed in fright from the snow ball and jumped quickly. .

She watched with a strange feeling in her heart.

These days, the more she gets along with Gu Yu, the more restless she feels.

She has no friends, and no one to talk to. Perhaps, she can consult Nan Baoyi tomorrow.

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the other side.

After the bonfire banquet was over, Nan Baoyi went back to the camp to take a bath, wearing thin silk pajamas, and sat hugging his knees on the bed behind the screen.

Han Yanliang said, the way of husband and wife is just that you retreat and I advance.

Han Yanliang also said that as a wife, it is not necessary to follow the husband and son after marriage as the boudoir training says, you can also play hard-to-get tricks with your husband, or you can ask your husband to learn how to marry a wife and obey his wife.

Han Yanliang even said that after the cold war between the two sides, it is not a skill to be able to coax the other party well, but it is the real skill to be able to make the other party coax you in turn.

Nan Baoyi had never heard these remarks.

She savored it over and over again, and felt that it seemed quite reasonable.

So when Xiao Yi came back, she still sat with her knees hugged, just raised her eyelids and looked at him indifferently, instead of leaning over to greet him as usual.

Xiao Yi turned over with a blank expression, and then sat at the table to read.

I thought that the little girl would coax him like the previous two days, booing on his health, flattering him in various ways, and even serving him supper herself.

But he read the book for a quarter of an hour. Not only did Nan Jiaojiao not move at all, she even lay on her side facing the screen, leaving him with a cold and hard back.

Xiao Yi held the hand of the scroll, and unconsciously rubbed the cover of the book.

He glanced at the back of the little girl, and then again...

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, the little girl remained silent.

Xiao Yi couldn't wait any longer.

He closed the scroll, and a cold light flashed in Danfeng's eyes.

His Nan Jiaojiao has always been well-behaved and gentle, she must have been indoctrinated with strange thoughts when playing with Han Yanliang and the others tonight.

His Nan Jiaojiao was originally pure and shy, but she was taught by Han Yanliang and Jiang Suihan all day long, so she learned to wear a light pink pocket and learned a lot of bad things.

Xiao Yi got on the couch.

He thought about how Nan Jiaojiao looked at Shen Yichao's collarbone tonight, so he deliberately tore open the collar of his shirt and took a picture in front of the bronze mirror. He was quite satisfied.

He pushed the little girl's back: "Get up."

Nan Baoyi fell into a drowsy sleep, and mumbled unhappily: "It's on fire..."

"I'm thirsty, go and bring me tea."

These days, Nan Jiaojiao is obedient to him.

Even if he woke up thirsty in the middle of the night, she would immediately bring him tea graciously.

However--

"You don't have long hands."

This time, Nan Jiaojiao was very upset.

She rolled up the brocade quilt and rolled further and further into the bed.

Xiao Yi sat there alone.

He re-buttoned the placket in silence, and turned his head to look at his little girl.

Because the tent is warm, she doesn't like pajamas when she sleeps, so the brocade quilt can barely cover her waist. Under the dim light, her lines and curves are elegant and beautiful, her fragrant shoulders are white and round, her thin neck is white and slender, crow blue The long hair was scattered between the pillows, revealing a charming side face, which made him unable to control himself.

But he knew he couldn't.

These days, he has thought of Nan Jiaojiao's gentleness and enjoys her attentive service, even though he has long since stopped blaming her, he still deliberately pushes her with a straight face.

Even if he wanted to be happy with her now, he couldn't hold back his face.

Only dare to look but not touch, it is really torment.

When Xiao Yi lay down, he raised his hand and brushed away the blue hair scattered on the girl's back.

His fingertips outlined the butterfly bone on her back. He couldn't help it, and finally couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed her.

In the dim tent, the man suppressed his desire and only dared to kiss her back cautiously.

But the more he kissed, the wilder the wildfire in his heart burned.

Drinking poison to quench thirst is nothing more than that.

Xiao Yi closed his eyes and took a rough breath.

Nan Jiaojiao didn't help him, so he could only do it by himself...

Three quarters of an hour later.

Nan Baoyi listened to a relaxed sigh from behind, and quietly curled the corners of his mouth.

Heh, man.

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