After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

He walked to the couch, leaned over and kissed Nan Baoyi's forehead: "Don't be angry, Jiaojiao, I'll sleep in the carriage later."

While he was being coaxed, the little girl dozed off so much that she fell asleep in his arms.

He stroked her soft and thick green hair and sighed: "She is really... delicate."

When Nan Baoyi woke up, the carriage had already reached the outskirts of the city.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, took the cold water handkerchief from Lotus Leaf, and gently applied it on her face.

Refreshed, she put down the veil and rolled up the thin bamboo curtain curiously.

Here is the foot of the green mountain.

Because today is the Buddha Bathing Festival, many vendors sell candles, fragrant flowers and other blessing items here. Vegetarian meals are laid out on the road, and the streets are crowded with people coming and going, making it very lively.

The Royal Guards of the Imperial City opened the way in front, and flags and flags were fluttering behind the carriage. They were the civil and military officials and the children of powerful people in Shengjing City, plus their accompanying family members and guards. There were thousands of people following.

The carriage continued to move forward and finally stopped at the foot of the mountain.

Xiao Yi closed the scroll and said, "We're here."

Nan Baoyi asked He Ye to hold the mirror in his hand, trace his eyebrows and do his makeup in the mirror: "I will tidy up my appearance first."

Xiao Yi waited patiently for her for a moment, and when he saw that she was finally dressed up, he asked Shi Yan to roll up the car curtain.

All the civil and military officials had already got off the carriage and were standing on the roadside waiting for him.

Xiao Yi was about to get out of the car when Chu Huainan, who was clothed in Jing hairpin cloth, suddenly stepped forward diligently.

He held the step stool in his hand, carefully placed it in front of the carriage, and said respectfully: "Please get out of the carriage, Prince Regent."

The young emperor bowed down in front of his powerful ministers.

He was born as gentle as jade, like a jade tree, but his posture was so low, his eyes were full of pain, but the corners of his mouth were trying to raise.

In the eyes of everyone, it looked like Xiao Yi had forced him.

The people watching from a distance couldn't help but point and point.

In his words, he was belittling Xiao Yi and disrespecting the emperor.

The ministers were even more heartbroken when they saw it.

They were loyal to the Chu family, but their emperor was bullied and persecuted by a powerful official with unknown origins. The decline of the royal family made them want to beat their chests, scream to the sky, and cry wildly.

However, Xiao Yi is still standing there.

After all, they only dare to think about it secretly.

Xiao Yi lowered his eyes, admiring Chu Huainan's flattery and cowardice, and also keenly caught the pained expression he deliberately showed to provoke sympathy.

He seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Chu Huainan, you serve me voluntarily. Why do you look like this, as if I am forcing you?"

Chu Huainan said: "Yes, everything is done willingly by the villain. The regent has never forced the villain."

He spoke respectfully, but his head bowed even further.

It was as if Xiao Yi forced him to say these words.

When the people and ministers saw this, they reacted even more.

Some irritable people began to take the lead in insulting Xiao Yi. The imperial guards dragged him to the side and scolded him with sticks, and the unpleasant insults subsided slightly.

Xiao Yi stared at Chu Huainan for a long time, and suddenly chuckled with unknown meaning.

Chu Huainan couldn't do business well, but he came up with one crooked idea after another.

Why not reincarnate as a woman? With this aggrieved and innocent expression, it would be a pity not to enter the palace to compete for favor, but to seduce and fool those blind emperors.

He ignored Chu Huainan again.

He stepped on the footstool and got out of the carriage, turned around and helped Nan Baoyi.

The girl is delicate and pretty, with slender shoulders and slender waist. She wears a pear-white gold-edged cloak and has a graceful gait when walking. She instantly outshines the other well-dressed official ladies.

She held Xiao Yi's hand and looked up at the mountainside.

The green tiles and yellow walls of Zhen'an Temple are hidden among lush trees. It takes about two-quarters of an hour to walk up the mountain road.

She lifted up her skirt and followed Xiao Yi up the steps.

Fortunately, the bluestone steps of the mountain temple were swept clean, and there were very few fallen leaves, so she was not afraid of getting her embroidered shoes dirty.

She walked for a quarter of an hour, and the pain between her legs was unbearable. It was all caused by Xiao Yi last night.

She couldn't help but poke out Xiao Yi's eyes and cursed in a low voice: "What a good thing you did..."

"Jiaojiao can't walk anymore?"

"I can't walk anymore!"

Nan Baoyi scolded and wanted to sit on a stone on the side of the road to rest.

Before she even took two steps, Xiao Yi suddenly picked her up by the waist.

He said calmly: "If you can't walk, my brother will hold you."

Nan Baoyi's eyes rounded up in shock, and he hurriedly looked at the civil and military officials and their families who were not far away, and punched Xiao Yi with a blushing face: "So many people are watching... The important place of Buddhism, let's hug each other Indecent."

"What's wrong with being indecorous? Our little girl, who is well-dressed and well-fed, must not be tired outside except on the couch."

Xiao Yi made an understatement and continued walking along the bluestone steps.

What's more, for him, it was not inappropriate, because all the monks in Zhen'an Temple had been killed by Chu Huainan.

This is purgatory on earth, so why does Buddhism talk about it so seriously?

Nan Baoyi was even more embarrassed.

What does "except being tired on the couch" mean?

This guy is becoming more and more shameless.

She nestled in Xiao Yi's arms in shame.

She slightly raised her red phoenix eyes and saw the late spring sunshine filtering through the gaps between the branches and falling gently on Xiao Yi's face, making his face even more handsome and profound. Today, he was wearing a crimson official robe, leather military boots, and he was as tall as a crane. He looks very human-like, like an upright gentleman.

Nan Baoyi thought about it, but she spat in her heart.

His fierceness on the couch was so frightening that he was not a gentleman.

She was ashamed of herself, but the ladies following behind were extremely envious.

They usually live in a pampered way and rarely climb mountains.

After only walking for a quarter of an hour, his clothes were already wet with sweat and his makeup was messy, and he still looked like he was showing off just now.

Seeing Nan Baoyi being picked up by the regent, they couldn't help but secretly glance at their husbands.

They also really want to be carried up the mountain by their husbands!

The military attachés were straight-tempered, and someone asked with concern in a rough voice: "Madam, you were blinded by the wind and sand? Why are you always blinking at me?"

The civil servants understood their wives' feelings.

But they have been studying all year round and are more delicate and frail than women. They can't be hugged and are not supported by a servant.

All the ladies were silent, but they couldn't help but sigh that the Princess Regent was really lucky...

Finally we arrived at the gate of the majestic mountain.

The monks were already waiting outside. The leader, the old monk, had white eyebrows and beard, was wearing a cassock, had his hands clasped together, and was reciting Amitabha seriously.

Nan Baoyi looked at it strangely.

She whispered: "Second brother, this old monk looks very miserable."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the old monk blinking at her and Xiao Yi, and grinning stupidly.

As soon as he smiled, the long white beard fell down, and with his quick eyes and hands, he held it down and stuck it to his face again.

Nan Baoyi: "...?!"

Confused.

Is this guy really miserable? !

Monk Shiku stepped forward and said with a pinched voice: "The altar of heaven and the Zen room for praying have been prepared. Please invite the regent to enter the temple."

Xiao Yi returned his bow and went directly to the temple.

Nan Baoyi followed into the temple full of doubts.

Chu Huainan walked to the door of the temple, stared at Shi Ku, and said quietly to the secret code: "I have a bright pearl, which has been locked up by the dust for a long time. Now the light is born when the dust is gone, shining through thousands of mountains and rivers. Master, can you?" "

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