After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The monks in Zhen'an Temple are all Xiao Yi's people, so it doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter that Kim Soo-yeol failed to kidnap hostages.

He also has the support of civil and military officials!

He specifically ordered Prime Minister Song and others to bring more top experts over. If all the people from every household were put together, they would be able to compete with Xiao Yi's secret guards, right?

He was full of expectations and looked at Song Xiang and others eagerly.

He waited a long time.

But the group of officials stood there as motionless as cypress trees, looking at his nose and heart, pretending not to see the hint in his eyes.

Chu Huainan's excited heart gradually sank.

His voice trembled: "You...repented?"

All the officials were silent.

Chu Huainan clenched his fists.

He finally got angry and roared and asked: "What did you tell me in the palace that day?! You knelt on the ground with snot and tears, and you cursed Xiao Yi as a traitor and traitor. The following crimes are unforgivable! "

He rushed to the Minister of Rites and grabbed his collar fiercely: "My dear, you once said that you would shed your blood for me, your liver and brain. Where is your blood and your liver and brain?!"

The Minister of Rites was submissive and did not dare to talk to him.

If he gave up his blood, liver and brains, wouldn't he die? He's not stupid!

Chu Huainan let him go, then walked over and grabbed the admonishing doctor by his hair, with a ferocious expression on his face: "My dear, you said you would spend all your wealth and recruit soldiers and horses for me. Where are the wealth you scattered and the soldiers and horses you recruited?" Woolen cloth?!"

The admonishing doctor was horrified and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty, it is really my wife's fault. As soon as she heard that Wei Chen wanted to be loyal to the emperor, she called Wei Chen a fool and said that there is no future with you. She took all Wei Chen's concubines and children. If you take me back to your parents' home, how can you dare to squander all your family wealth? As the saying goes, 'cultivate your moral integrity, harmonize your family, govern the country, and bring peace to the world.' Before we can govern the country, we must harmonize our family, right?"

Chu Huainan's chest felt so swollen and painful that he almost wanted to spurt blood.

He clutched his chest, turned to Prime Minister Song expressionlessly, and said word by word: "Prime Minister Song, back in the palace, you swore that if you could not serve your country and be loyal to me, you would be willing to die to apologize. In that case, Does it still count?”

Prime Minister Song lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Chu Huainan's face was as gloomy as water.

He was holding his sword alone, looking helpless and pitiful.

With red eyes, he glanced at Zhang Qunchen's face: "We have agreed to fight Xiao Yi on the eighth day of April for the Buddha Bathing Day. We have agreed to fight side by side and kill the traitorous officials. Unexpectedly, today it is just me. A one-man show... What’s the point of raising waste like you?!"

The ministers lowered their heads and remained silent.

In the strange silence, Prime Minister Song looked calm and suddenly said: "The emperor once told the minister that Rou'er was assassinated by Xiao Yi. But why did the truth found out that Rou'er was killed by you?"

Chu Huainan immediately denied: "That's not the case! Rou'er and I are married, how could I kill her?! It's Xiao Yi, Prime Minister of Song. The murderer of Rou'er is Xiao Yi!"

At the end of his words, he seemed to be afraid that others would not believe him, so he deliberately raised his voice.

It seemed that as long as he shouted hoarse and became more hysterical, he could clear himself of the crime of murdering his wife.

Prime Minister Song's expression remained calm: "Does Your Majesty know why Rou'er is so devoted to you?"

Chu Huainan's right eye turned red and he remained silent.

Prime Minister Song had a haggard face and spoke eloquently: "Rou'er was born to be a competitive little girl. She learned to walk faster than other girls, learned to read and write faster, and learned etiquette faster than other girls.

"But as the girl grew older, she gradually learned to love beauty. She was sensitive, stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat. Her appearance was not comparable to that of other girls, so she gradually began to feel inferior and even refused to leave the house.

"That year, the Prime Minister's Mansion held a birthday banquet. His Majesty was only twelve years old, and he was still a gentle and gentle young man. You went to the Prime Minister's Mansion to play and met Rou'er in the corner of the garden.

"You asked her why she didn't go to other lively places to play and joke with her little sisters. She held her handkerchief and lowered her head in inferiority, not even daring to look at you for a second time. Under your comfort, she murmured My own inferiority and cowardice.

"At that time, you comforted her that the appearance of a daughter's family is not the most important. Morality, behavior and talent are the criteria for measuring a girl's family.

"Since then, Rou'er has been studying hard, and she has secretly determined not to marry unless you are the one. To His Majesty, you may not remember such a trivial matter back then. But to our Rou'er, you are her young girl. During this period, the most important noble person was the prince's brother, whom she would miss for the rest of her life.

"You don't know how happy Rou'er was on the day she married you.

"Obviously you were just an abandoned prince at that time, and there was obviously no wedding banquet, no betrothal gift, and no red makeup, but she was still happy! She simply packed a small baggage, put on a brand-new red skirt, and braved the heavy snow to celebrate. Went to your mansion with great joy.”

Prime Minister Song was in tears.

He raised his sleeves to wipe away his tears, and stared at Chu Huainan through his turbid eyes that were red from crying: "Your Majesty, I have the courage to ask you, how did you get rid of a girl who loves you to the core?"

The mountain breeze passed through the temple, and everything was silent.

Chu Huainan stood quietly, tears rolling down his cheeks.

He raised his hand to wipe away tears, but there were more and more tears wiping away.

The chapped lips moved unconsciously, and tears seeped into the lips along the corners of the mouth, salty and bitter.

Just like the short life of that girl.

Under the watchful eyes of hundreds of officials, the young emperor, dressed in commoner hairpins, was panic-stricken.

With a "clang" sound, the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

He leaned weakly on the edge of the altar. After his shoulders twitched violently for a few times, he suddenly covered his face and cried loudly, like a child who had lost everything.

He lost.

In the end, he still lost.

Gentle breeze.

"Song Rou...Song Rou..."

Chu Huainan murmured the name.

At this moment, he didn't feel how sad it was to lose to Xiao Yi. He simply realized that there would never be a girl standing behind him again, regardless of right or wrong, black or white, and fighting for him. Make suggestions and travel for him.

There will never be a girl who is willing to give up the dignity of being the prime minister's daughter and kowtow to others one after another, just to beg those people to give her a chance to make a comeback.

There will never be a girl, no matter how deep the night is, who will light palace lanterns in Kunning Palace, paint the most beautiful palace makeup, lean in front of the palace door, eagerly looking forward to his arrival...

The man howled.

He slowly squatted on the ground, dug his hands deeply into the dirty soil, and looked around hastily with his tear-stained face, crying heartbrokenly and regretting his past.

Nan Baoyi whispered: "There are beautiful and magnificent mountains and rivers, beautiful women of everlasting beauty, and gold and wealth that rivals the country. It is rare to know someone's heart."

Her eyes were slightly red, and she suddenly looked at the altar.

The spring breeze is clear and moist.

The powerful minister leaning in front of the railing, wearing leather military boots, rich red clothes, gold and jade, and elegant eyebrows.

Their eyes met, and she smiled sweetly in return.

"Smiling like a silly roe deer..."

Xiao Yi whispered in disgust, but his thin lips were quietly filled with warmth.

Something happened here.

When returning to the palace, Chu Huainan was imprisoned in a dark carriage. All the officials were in a slightly heavy mood, so even the motorcade slowed down a lot.

As the motorcade reached the wells of Shengjing City, people suddenly swarmed out and blocked the way.

In the restaurant facing the street, the south view is leaning against the window.

As expected by Nan Yan, Chu Huainan lost to Xiao Yi.

Next, it’s up to them.

He took a sip of the wine and watched the next show with great interest.

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