After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Xiao Yi thought to himself, since he went to the Northern Wei Dynasty, Nan Jiaojiao has become more delicate and fierce.

He still remembered that in Jinguan City, twelve-year-old Nan Jiaojiao ran to the Loquat Courtyard to show love to him. She coquettishly claimed that she wanted to treat him well, and she even did not hesitate to make money for him.

Later, whenever there was something good, they would make a special trip to deliver it to his Loquat Courtyard.

Back then, he never would have imagined that the sweet and well-behaved little girl in front of him would make him kneel one day in the future.

The wind and water are turning...

Nan Baoyi finally finished writing the letter, carefully folded it into the envelope, stood up and looked at Xiao Yi, and said with a stern face, "I'm going to post the letter, and I'll go to the side hall for dinner. You just kneel here without my permission." , you are not allowed to sleep on the couch."

Xiao Yi: "..."

What can he say, the little girl he married wants to be pampered even on her knees.

He watched Nan Baoyi step out of the bedroom.

Xiaojiaoniang has a slim figure and soft waist, and she still has some difficulty walking, but she is more and more charming.

He hooked his lips into a smile, and licked his back molars with the tip of his tongue evilly.

It was worth it even if she was punished to kneel down for a moment with Nan Jiaojiao.

He will dare next time.

Nan Baoyi stepped out of the bedroom, handed the letter to Shi Yan, and told him to find a messenger to send it to Chang'an.

She also used two bowls of bird's nest porridge in the side hall.

He Ye came over to wait on her, gossiping: "Princess, this servant just talked to the maids outside. I heard their discussion. The princess of Ximan has been formally conferred the title of concubine. I heard that Chu Huainan is going to visit her tonight. Kunning Palace is on duty. The court lady also said that Song Rou was virtuous and magnanimous outside, but she got angry when she returned to the bedroom and smashed three sets of tea sets!"

"Many acts of unrighteousness will lead to death." Nan Baoyi relieved his anger, "Song Rou is to blame for this."

The master and servant were discussing, a little maid came in from the outside and whispered nervously: "My lord, my servant has something to report."

"What is it?"

"The emperor came, and he stood outside the palace. The servant asked him if he wanted to tell the prince, and he said no. But he kept standing there, looking weird."

While cleaning his hands, Nan Baoyi was surprised: "At this hour, Chu Huainan should be in Jin Xiulie's bedroom. It's rare for him to come to our place."

She picked up the handkerchief and wiped her hands. After thinking about it, she decided to go and have a look.

Outside the palace.

The palace alley is long and the moonlight is lonely.

Although it was a spring night, the shadows of the whirling flowers reflected on the palace wall gave off a somewhat deserted feeling.

Chu Huainan was dressed in white and stood alone under the wall, the palace lantern in his hand had already been burned out.

When Nan Baoyi came out, he was fascinated by the moonlight.

As if hearing something, he looked over.

Nan Baoyi gave a salute: "In the middle of the night, why did the emperor come here? You are standing outside the palace facing the wall, you don't know, and you think what is wrong with my highness, if tomorrow is supervised by the censor, who will my highness ask for reasoning?" go?"

My Highness...

Chu Huainan listened, raised his hand to caress his left eye covered with brocade cloth.

Every time I get jealous, this invisible eye hurts badly.

With a sense of loss in his heart, he stared at Nan Baoyi and said softly: "Accompany me for a walk? Don't worry, just walk in this alley in front of the Prince Regent's Mansion, and I won't do anything to you."

Nan Baoyi asked: "Accompanying you for a walk, are you willing to leave here?"

Chu Huainan nodded.

Nan Baoyi kept a distance of three steps from him, and walked slowly in the long palace alley.

Chu Huainan put his hands behind his back and said frankly: "That day in the imperial study, I attacked you, it was my fault, I'm sorry."

Nan Baoyi didn't say a word.

Chu Huainan continued: "You probably already know that Xiao Yi not only took away the control of the treasury, but also gradually emptied my power in the court. Even the memorials from other places were sent directly to his Prince Regent's Palace. It's not my imperial study. The wolf's ambition is clearly revealed."

Nan Baoyi looked calm.

She has a shortcoming, that is, she is very protective of her shortcomings.

So what about the ambition of a wolf, what about committing crimes above, she doesn't care what kind of monster Xiao Yi is in the eyes of outsiders, but to her, Xiao Yi is Xiao Yi, the second brother who dotes on her and loves her.

If someone said something bad about him, she would feel very uncomfortable.

Chu Huainan did not continue to talk about Xiao Yi.

He looked at the bright moon and said in a low voice: "In my life, there are too many things I can't ask for. Power, beauties, I want them all, but I can't get them..."

Nan Baoyi: "Oh."

She was perfunctory, but said in her heart, it wasn't that he couldn't get it, but that he wasn't satisfied.

Being a prince is not enough, but he also wants to usurp the throne and become the emperor.

Having Song Rou and Cheng Zaixi is not enough, she is also wanted.

In the world, how can there be perfect things?

"Little princess, Xiao Yi has already made it clear that he wants to usurp the throne. Sooner or later, he will take away my throne and establish himself as emperor. He keeps saying that he loves you now, but when he becomes emperor, he will still be the emperor." I will choose Sangong Sixth Courtyard, Three Thousand Beauties."

As Chu Huainan spoke, he suddenly turned to Nan Baoyi solemnly: "On the Buddha Bathing Festival on the eighth day of April, I and all civil and military officials will go to the temple to pray for blessings. If the little princess is willing, I am willing to abandon the country and elope with you. From now on Afterwards, for the rest of my life, a couple!"

The moonlight is brilliant, and the shadows of flowers are mottled.

The man's appearance is as gentle as jade, and the only remaining eyes are calm and clear after reading thousands of sails. At this moment, he suppressed all ambition and hysteria, vaguely as if he was the gentle prince who pleaded for the prisoners back then .

not far away.

On the palace alley, Xiao Yi stood indifferently.

He was condescending, and he had a panoramic view of the behavior and conversation of the two.

Hearing that Chu Huainan urged Nan Jiaojiao to elope, his thin lips curved into a sneering smile.

elopement……

Chu Huainan really dared to think.

Nan Baoyi looked at Chu Huainan.

She knew that this guy must have been cornered by Xiao Yi, so he suddenly made this decision.

But whether he is sincere or has other plans, she no longer cares.

She wanted to turn around and leave, but she remembered that Chu Huainan's father had given the Nan family a gold medal to avoid death.

Seeing the late emperor's affection, she looked back: "Chu Huainan, if you want to live, you should write a Zen edict as soon as possible and give up the throne to Xiao Yi. He didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately. If you take the initiative to subdue, he I will let you live, otherwise..."

The girl didn't say any more, and went straight to the Prince Regent's Mansion.

It was a spring night, and the palace gradually began to drizzle.

Chu Huainan stood alone in the rain.

He watched Nan Baoyi go away, his right eye was quietly reddened, and the hand holding the palace lantern was even more bruised.

The little princess can reject him, or beat him and scold him.

But she alone can't, and persuaded him to give Xiao Yi the throne!

Beauty is already hard to come by, and if he surrenders the country, what kind of man is he, Chu Huainan?

What face does he have to live in the world!

He, Chu Huainan, would rather die than surrender!

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