After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The glazed palace lantern fell to the ground and shattered into countless crystal fragments.

Chu Huainan turned around and angrily walked towards the end of the palace alley.

When Nan Baoyi returned to the bedroom, Xiao Yi had already come back one step ahead of her, kneeling at the foot of the bed pretending to be.

Nan Baoyi saw that he was quite obedient, so he changed into his pajamas, turned on the lamp, and went back to bed.

She picked up the travel notes and flipped through them. After reading a few pages, she felt a little sleepy.

She closed the scroll and looked at Xiao Yi ferociously: "You have tormented me for so long during the day, and you will kneel here to reflect on yourself tonight. If you dare to sleep on the bed, I will punish you!"

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows.

He watched Nan Baoyi climb onto the Babu bed, undo a few buckles casually, deliberately revealing his muscular chest muscles and sexy collarbone, but his handsome face was very gentle, and he said lazily: "Brother knows."

Nan Baoyi: "..."

She stared at his flying and unbuttoned fingertips, speechless for a while.

What is this guy doing, he deliberately unbuttoned the button in front of her, as if she was greedy for him!

She was so ashamed and indignant that she drew the curtain and refused to look at him again.

Xiao Yi just laughed.

The night is getting dark.

The spring rain was pattering outside the hall, Nan Baoyi was nestled in the thin brocade quilt, woke up from the cold, feeling a little cold for a long night.

She stuck her head out from under the covers.

The lamp was still on outside the tent, and the second elder brother was kneeling at the foot of the bed, quietly flipping through military books.

The profile reflected on the tent is handsome and tall, with slender eyeshadows.

He was kneeling on the cold ground, wearing only a thin coat...

She felt a little distressed.

She hesitated for a moment, bit her lower lip, and slowly opened the curtain: "Come up."

Xiao Yi closed the book of war, looked up at her, with a smile on his thin lips: "Jiaojiao is really greedy for me."

"Bah!" Nan Baoyi was annoyed, "It's just that I'm afraid you'll catch a cold and I'll wait for you sooner or later...Anyway, you're not allowed to touch me after you come up, otherwise you'll go to sleep in the study."

Xiao Yi rolled over on the couch.

He promised not to touch her, but he still hugged the arrogant little girl into his arms familiarly.

The big palm penetrated into the skirt of her dress, gently closed it and twisted it slowly, playing with it gently.

Nan Baoyi got annoyed, and poked him vigorously with his elbow: "No..."

Xiao Yi kissed Nan Baoyi's face, and promised tenderly: "Don't mess around, Jiaojiao will sleep peacefully."

Nan Baoyi muttered and blamed him for being restless.

He muttered in a small mouth, but in the end he couldn't beat the drowsiness, and gradually fell asleep in Xiao Yi's arms.

Xiao Yi wrapped her in his arms, held her with one hand, and opened the military book with the other.

The night rain knocked on the window, and the lights fell silently.

Nan Baoyi smelled the fragrance of mountains and rivers and books and ink in his sleep, and slept very soundly.

And the other side.

Chu Huainan walked to Kunning Palace in a daze, his dragon robe and hair bun were soaked through.

When the maid saw him, she quickly knelt down and saluted, saying long live.

Song Rou greeted her from the bedroom, secretly rejoicing: "Your Majesty should visit Sister Jin tonight,

How did you come to the concubine's palace? But sister Jin didn't take good care of her? "

After asking, I noticed the darkness and grief in the man's eyes.

"His Majesty……"

Song Rou hurriedly stepped forward to hold his hand, and told the maid to prepare hot water for bathing immediately, while carefully wiping the raindrops on his forehead with a handkerchief: "Why is it raining, Your Majesty? But the palace servants didn't take good care of you? Tell me Chen Qie, Chen Qie killed them with a cane!"

Chu Huainan was silent.

He looked down at Song Rou.

The woman in front of him has a delicate appearance, and her attire shows signs of deliberately imitating the little princess.

She loves him to the bone, but she is not a little princess after all...

Chu Huainan felt sad in his heart, and suddenly opened his arms and hugged Song Rou.

Song Rou was slightly startled: "Your Majesty?"

"Rou'er..." Chu Huainan's voice was hoarse, "Xiao Yi is about to usurp the throne, what should we do? I hate Xiao Yi so much, I wish I could cut him into pieces, I wish I could send him to hell with my own hands !"

He hugged Song Rou tightly.

Tears rolled down and wet Song Rou's palace skirt.

Song Rou's expression was complicated.

Brother Huainan must have been wronged by the Prince Regent.

She comforted Chu Huainan in a soft voice, sat with him on the imperial concubine's couch, retreated from the surrounding maids, and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Yi has 600,000 military power in his hand, we can't go head-to-head with him. The only way is to assassinate .”

"Assassination?"

"On the Buddha Bathing Festival on the eighth day of April, according to the usual practice, His Majesty will lead civil and military officials to Zhen'an Temple to pray for blessings. Xiao Yi will not bring too many soldiers and horses with him. If His Majesty wants to kill him, he will be assassinated on the Buddha Bathing Day Perfect timing."

Chu Huainan fell into deep thought.

Song Rou said again: "Of course, in order to dispel his guard, His Majesty can deliberately act cowardly in the next two months. No matter how much you hint to Xiao Yi, you plan to give him the seat. In this way, He will not deliberately guard against His Majesty, which will greatly increase our chances of a successful assassination."

Chu Huainan took the hot tea from her.

After drinking half a cup of hot tea, my body, which was drenched by the spring rain, gradually warmed up.

He put down the teacup and pondered: "There are many monks in Zhen'an Temple, if we can place our confidantes in the temple in advance...it will be beneficial to our success."

"What's the point of placing a few confidantes? The concubine has a plan to kill Xiao Yi conveniently and quickly." Song Rou smiled slightly, "Slaughter all the monks in Zhen'an Temple, and then let our confidantes replace them as monks, how about it? Even Xiao Yi No matter how clever the calculations are, it will never be counted, the entire Zhen'an Temple is our people."

Chu Huainan froze for a moment, his eyes gradually glowed.

He hurriedly took Song Rou's hand gratefully: "This is a great idea! Rou'er, you are really my good wife!"

Song Rou leaned in his arms with a gentle expression.

Chu Huainan was about to undress her when he suddenly froze.

Song Rou closed her eyes and waited for a long time, but she didn't see him go any further.

She opened her eyes in surprise: "Your Majesty?"

Chu Huainan hesitated, "Rou'er, your face..."

Song Rou lowered her eyes and smiled shyly: "Perhaps I have eaten too much bird's nest these days, and the concubine's skin has become whiter and more tender... Although the concubine's appearance is still not as good as Nan Baoyi's, there are still some people in the palace Many sisters praised the concubine as more beautiful than before... Was your Majesty surprised?"

"Rou'er, you, you better look in the mirror."

Song Rou imitated Nan Baoyi's coquettish appearance, bit her lower lip, looked at Chu Huainan shyly and timidly, and said softly, "Brother Prince, it's alright, why do you ask me to look in the mirror? I don't care about my appearance. I don't care, I became beautiful just to please the prince brother..."

The slender hand rested vaguely on his shoulder.

Chu Huainan stood up and quickly backed away.

He wondered: "Rou'er, you, your face..."

Song Rou finally realized something was wrong.

She hesitantly walked to the makeup mirror stand and looked at the Linghua mirror.

The woman reflected in the brass mirror had long hair disheveled and had rashes all over her face, and those rashes were growing and spreading on her face at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was terrifying to see densely packed!

Song Rou was completely stunned.

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