After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The fire on the picture scroll is full of fire, and the streets are full of grandeur.

A figure eagerly chased the girl dancing the white dance on the high platform, her eyes were as hot as a moth chasing a flame.

It was Chu Huaixiu when he was young.

Wen Tong's tears dripped quietly on the scroll.

She never knew that someone loved her so much across the years and mountains and rivers.

Chu Huaixiu looked at her and smiled.

Blood oozed from between his teeth, staining the skirt of his shirt red.

Wen Tong said softly: "Thank you for loving me, for reminding me that I am not a down and out street rat who cannot see the light. I was also the daughter of a famous family who was overwhelmed by thousands of people, and I once wandered in the most prosperous square in Chang'an In the middle of the city, I also tried to wrestle with that ruthless Empress Dayong a few times..."

Chu Huaixiu just laughed.

He raised his hand and wiped Wen Tong's tears with difficulty.

His fingertips gently wiped her teardrops, but finally they gradually fell down weakly.

Born in the royal family, he has seen too much ruthlessness and wealth and glory since he was a child. All he thinks about in his life is the elegant and gentle elder brother of the prince in Chang'an City, where the mountains are high and the rivers are far away. The elder sister of the princess who gave him a silver coin.

How clever he is, from the day he took the princess's sister into the palace, he knew that this woman's heart was like dry grass, and she had no belief in living.

He deliberately abandoned the court, knowing that Nanjing's wolf was born with rebellious ambitions, but still handed over the imperial guards to him, and despite being cruel, he chose to keep Chu Huainan...

In fact, subconsciously, she already knew that the princess' sister would not live long.

She didn't live long, so why should he take care of the court conscientiously, why should he care whether Nanyue is safe or not, and why should he care who is sitting on the throne?

She's not here, what's the point of his life...

Chu Huaixiu died.

He died in the arms of the woman he loved when he was young, without any regrets.

Wen Tong slowly closed his eyes for him.

She looked towards the light at the end of the secret passage.

She didn't know what was waiting for her outside, but the dying person had no fear.

She walked calmly to the end of the secret passage.

Outside the secret passage, you are leaving the southwest gate of the palace.

The cage fire was jumping, the young general in black robe, with an old scar under the corner of his eye, holding a three-foot long knife, behind him were hundreds of Jinwu guards, standing in the night, looking at him indifferently.

"Little General Shen."

Wen Tong was not surprised, her posture was calm and unhurried.

Shen Yijue's voice did not fluctuate: "Auntie is in Chang'an City, and has been waiting for you for a long time. Please?"

Wearing a white dress, Wen Tong was so weak that she stood quietly in front of the secret passage.

Empress Dayong, Shen Jiang, wished she could be executed on the spot.

Sending Shen Yijue to take her back to Chang'an was just to take advantage of Xiao Lang with her life.

Unfortunately……

Wen Tong raised his head.

In the sky is the burning city of Shengjing, the flames are magnificent, and the moonlight is extremely dim against the background.

a morning star,

Hidden in the blue clouds of the lake, it will come out.

She smiled slightly: "Little General Shen, is the night beautiful?"

"Very beautiful."

"The fortune of the dragon is good, the sun is shining. No matter how beautiful the night is, it is not as beautiful as at dawn. When the sun jumps out of the sky, the golden light is beautiful and grand in an instant..." A soft sword appeared in Wen Tong's hand, "Xiao Shen General, I would like to trouble you to tell my mother that your Highness and Bengong will never die in vain. Those who gain the Dao will help more than those who lose their way. She is swayed by cronyism and profit, and she wants to completely control the world, which is absolutely impossible. Bengong, in Under the Nine Springs, wait for her to meet."

The weak woman resolutely raised her soft sword, and decisively wiped her slender neck.

Blood spattered out.

Dyed her snow-white skirt red.

She walked cleanly at the dawn, worthy of the dignity of a princess of a country.

Shen Yijue looked down at her.

There was no wave in his eyes, as if he had expected her to be so violent.

He untied his cloak, wrapped Wen Tong's body indifferently, and ordered his subordinates to bring her body back to Chang'an and hand it over to the empress.

When returning to Yulouchun, Liuhua was playing with Huodei, and looked at Shen Yijue: "Empress Dayong, what kind of person is she?"

Shen Yijue got on the steed and ignored her.

Liu Hua rode on another horse, and said again: "It's okay if you don't tell me, I will always see you when I come to Chang'an in the future. But Master Shen, in my opinion, you should kill Han Yanliang, she is Under Xiao Daoyan's subordinates, she will definitely be as treacherous as that man. What abolition of martial arts, this is simply a cover for her to enter the Shen family as a spy!"

She admired Xiao Daoyan, but that man wanted her life repeatedly.

It's abominable!

Since you can't get it, then just destroy him, everything about him!

Shen Yijue had no expression on his face: "She can't enter the gate of the Shen family."

"Then what are you going to do with her? Put her in a prison for interrogation?"

Shen Yijue glanced at her indifferently: "Is this what you should ask?"

Without waiting for Liuhua to say anything, the man clamped his horse belly and galloped towards Yulouchun.

On New Year's Eve, it snowed heavily.

Shen Yijue's arms and chest were covered with thin cold armor. The cold wind blew past his frozen red ear tips, and his eyes were darker than the night.

For some reason, whenever he thinks of Han Yanliang knelt at his feet, with her gauze skirt torn and her breasts half covered, the blood rushes all over his body, and in such a cold night, he even breaks out into a profuse sweat.

Han Yanliang, she is a seductive witch.

It was the right choice for Adi to reject her.

It is obviously impossible to put her in the sky prison, because she will definitely seduce the jailer with her beauty.

Fortunately, he bought several foreign houses in Chang'an City, so it would be the best policy to lock her in his courtyard and keep an eye on her all the time.

...

The city is full of flames.

Nan Baoyi hurried back to Yuanhe Street, this is the urban area where the emperor's relatives lived, but it was also invaded by the Western barbarians.

The sky was dim before dawn, and the streets were full of broken and burning lanterns. From the carriage, Nan Baoyi saw those Western barbarians looting the garden mansion. They even laughed and dragged out the pampered noble girls openly, and they were in groups in the street insult.

This night, the nobles suffered more than the common people.

Nan Baoyi held the fingertips of the small hand stove, trembling uncontrollably.

She saw it clearly. One of the girls who was bullied once came to Prince Jing's mansion as a guest, and asked her naively at the banquet, would she be happy every day when she married the man she loved, and she also had a man she wanted to marry...

The carriage galloped, leaving those horrible scenes of purgatory behind.

In Prince Jing's mansion, Xiao Yi left an elite team headed by Shi Yan.

Perhaps it was Chu Huainan's order that the Western barbarians did not approach this mansion.

Shi Yan came out with a knife in his arms, and stepped into the mansion protecting Nan Baoyi, his delicate face was full of dignity: "The humble official sent someone to Tianshu to ask for news, and there was a secret message from there that Chu Huainan and the Ximan ruler After making a deal, he borrowed a 20,000-strong Westman army to help him ascend the throne, and in return, he allowed the Westman people to plunder Shengjing City for three days, and all the treasures they got belonged to the Westman. Moreover, he conferred the title of the princess of the Westman as a noble concubine."

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