After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Song Rou staggered a step.

What do you mean, "There is no possibility of recovery"? !

She was furious, and suddenly grabbed the skirt of the old court judge: "Nan Baoyi is a girl, how strong is she, how did your majesty's eyeballs 'completely shatter'?! The palace raised you in the hope that your superb medical skills can save people In danger, you told me that the emperor's left eye is completely blind?!"

The old courtyard judged it in a difficult situation: "Your Majesty..."

"What is the use of my palace supporting you!"

Song Rou was furious, she suddenly pushed him away, and quickly stepped behind the screen.

Chu Huainan's left eye has been dealt with.

It was wrapped in layers of gauze, but there were still blood stains quietly smudged on the pure white gauze.

"Your Majesty..." Song Rou sat on the side of the couch with tears in her eyes, and tremblingly stretched out her hands to caress the end of his eyes, "It's all bad for that bitch Nan Baoyi, why do you still want to protect her? You still love her in your heart She, isn't she?"

Enduring the pain, Chu Huainan's face was as pale as gold paper: "Is it important to love or not?"

He told about Xiao Yi's upcoming return to Beijing.

He laughed mockingly: "A 600,000 army is pressing down on the border, but Shengjing has only a mere 100,000 forbidden army. Even if you add Chen Meng's 100,000 army, it is still not enough. Rou'er, I am an emperor, I am really useless. "

Song Rou took the hot tea from the maid and brought it to him: "So the emperor kept Nan Baoyi in order to threaten Xiao Yi with her?"

"I don't know." Chu Huainan lowered his eyes and slowly took a sip of hot tea, "I just don't want to be reconciled, I don't want to be inferior to Xiao Yi in every way. Whether it's a country or a beauty, I think, even if I can If you snatch one from Xiao Yi, you will not waste your life in vain. But the fact is, I really can't compare to him in everything."

Dongyang shines in through the window lattice.

The man's face was weak and clear, as if carved from beautiful jade.

The long eyelashes cast fan-shaped shadows on the face, outlining the long loneliness and loneliness.

Song Rou's heart felt like a pinprick of pain, which was continuous and dense.

She embraced Chu Huainan with red eyes, resting her chin on his shoulder lingeringly.

She said softly: "In Rou'er's heart, His Majesty is better than Xiao Yi in everything. Don't worry, Your Majesty, the country and beauties will definitely belong to His Majesty... Rou'er will help His Majesty arrange everything."

Chu Huainan was silent.

Gently covering the back of the woman's hand with his big palm, he turned his head and kissed Song Rou slowly.

Chu Huainan lay down to recuperate.

Song Rou stepped out of the imperial study room, and ordered: "Pass down the decree of the palace, and canonize Nan Baoyi as a concubine. Then announce the news of her canonization to the world."

The female officer was stunned: "Canonize Nan Baoyi?!"

"In addition, I sent someone to spread the news among the city, saying that it was Nan Baoyi who was flirtatious and took the initiative to climb onto the couch. The more unbearable the description of her, the better. Make her the hottest talking point in Shengjing during this time."

The female officer was puzzled: "Your Majesty, what is your intention?"

"Nan Baoyi and Xiao Yi are stronger than gold, so we have to break them one by one. The best way to destroy a relationship is rumors and betrayal." Song Rou viciously curled her lips.

The female officer suddenly realized: "In this way, Xiao Yi will believe that Nan Baoyi is unfaithful,

Thus abandoning her, then the emperor will be able to get a beauty! "

Song Rou chuckled twice.

The female officer also praised: "Your Majesty only used the pearl ointment given by Nan Baoyi last night and this morning. It took only one day and one night, and your skin became translucent, white and greasy. Your Majesty will also become a beauty."

"Yeah?"

Song Rou raised her hand and caressed her cheek.

While talking, Cheng Zaixi hurried over with the palace people.

Her cheeks were still red and swollen, but she still worked hard to put on a very delicate makeup, and said softly: "The concubine pays her respects to the empress! The concubine heard that the emperor was injured, so she came here to visit her."

"The emperor just fell asleep, so there is no need to visit."

Song Rou was indifferent.

Cheng Zaixi pouted secretly, obviously dissatisfied with being turned away.

Song Rou took a full look at her expression, and suddenly said: "It was Nan Baoyi who stabbed His Majesty."

"Nan Baoyi?"

"I imprisoned her in the Sutra Pavilion and asked her to reflect on herself. If Sister Cheng has time, she might as well bring a few nuns to the Sutra Pavilion so that she can 'teach' her what etiquette means."

Cheng Zaixi was stunned for a moment, but soon came to his senses.

Empress, this is to use her hand to teach Nan Baoyi a lesson.

She was secretly happy, but she pretended to be hesitant: "The concubine is not very familiar with the palace rules, if she loses her sense..."

"It's fine if people don't die."

Cheng Zaixi was ecstatic, and quickly claimed his honor.

That night, she deliberately picked six or seven nuns with big arms and round waists, and swaggered into the scripture storage pavilion.

The dangerous building is hundreds of feet high.

She looked up at the lights on the top floor of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, and couldn't help showing a ruthless expression: "Nan Baoyi, you will fall into my hands one day... Brother's hatred, father's hatred, I will take revenge tonight." Report it to you!"

She raised her hand to touch her red and swollen cheeks, and ordered: "You guys go up first, and I will fix my makeup first."

She had to cover up the fingerprints on her face, she didn't want to be laughed at by that bitch Nan Baoyi.

The nuns boarded the Sutra Pavilion.

Standing in the veranda, Cheng Zaixi took out the palm mirror and powder from his arms, and carefully applied makeup on his face under the light of the palace lantern.

A slender figure quietly appeared in the shadow of the corridor.

The person who came was wearing a light pink palace dress, with a charming and beautiful appearance, with a slight shadow and hostility in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, it was Nan Yan.

She holds a knife in her hand.

At any rate, she has been in the palace for so long, and it's not like she has eyes and ears in this palace.

Knowing that Song Rou ordered Cheng Zaixi to deal with Nan Baoyi, she followed secretly.

Cheng Zaixi's life is hers, and so is Nan Baoyi's, no one else can touch it.

The embroidered shoes stepped on the floor tiles, and walked silently towards Cheng Zaixi who was applying makeup.

Cheng Zaixi finished her makeup, looked carefully at the palm mirror, and felt that the slap marks on her face were finally no longer so obvious, and was about to put away the palm mirror and makeup, but saw a pair of cold almond eyes reflected in the mirror.

She was startled, and just about to scream, Nan Yan covered her mouth tightly from behind.

Nan Yan pressed her against the porch pillar, pressed the knife point tightly against her waist, bowed her head close to her ear, and said in a low voice: "Cheng Zaixi, I just said yesterday that Nan Baoyi's life is mine. Did you take my words as deaf ears?"

Cheng Zaixi's pretty face turned pale with fright.

She didn't dare to move at all, her eyes were wide open, and she could only make a "woo woo woo" sound.

"Heh..." Nan Rou pressed her lips against her ears, and the laughter from her throat was low and sinister, "I know you can't speak, anyway, it's enough for me to speak."

The tip of the knife crushed Cheng Zaixi's lower back, and turned it carelessly.

Cheng Zaixi's legs were weak, and his soul was about to come out of fright, so he could only try his best to turn his head and beg Nan Yan to let her go with tearful eyes.

Nan Yan was concerned: "Are you afraid that I will kill you?"

Cheng Zaixi nodded desperately.

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