After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Sister Baoyi...

This title is too affectionate.

Nan Baoyi glanced at him and said a few words in a very low voice.

Nan Yan was the first to nod: "Okay."

Yuchi Beichen stared at Nan Baoyi in surprise.

As expected of his unmarried concubine, she is both beautiful and intelligent.

He nodded: "It's no problem on my side either."

The three of them looked towards Nanguang.

Nan Guang was stunned: "I didn't quite understand what you were saying."

"Dad, it doesn't matter whether you understand or not." Nan Baoyi patted the back of his hand gently, "You just need to pretend to be sick."

Nan Guang hesitated for a moment and said, "Then, let me give it a try?"

After some discussion, a supervisor finally came in and told them to let them out.

Walking outside, Nan Guang suddenly held his forehead, his face full of pain: "Oh, it can't be done, it can't be done! My stomach hurts, my stomach hurts!"

Nan Baoyi wished she could give him a hammer!

She whispered: "Dad, your stomach hurts, why are you covering your head?!"

Nan Guang came to his senses and hurriedly hugged his stomach again: "Ouch, I'm afraid I won't survive, my stomach is cramping!"

He is such a drama queen that he rolls all over the floor regardless of his image.

Nan Yan waved her handkerchief and fell to her knees with tears streaming down her face: "Dad, you can't die! What will happen to my sister and me if you die?!"

Yuchi Beichen was stunned.

The sisters from the Nan family burst into tears at every turn, how amazing they are!

He looked at Nan Baoyi again.

Nan Baoyi rubbed his moist and red eyes, and walked to Boss Liu pitifully: "Uncle Liu, my dad has a severe stomachache. Can you ask the doctor to take a look?"

"Life and death are destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven, what are you looking at?!"

Boss Liu was impatient.

"But dad is so pitiful... Boss Liu, can I go to the mine to pick some herbs and make medicine for dad?"

The little girl's pear blossoms are covered with rain, and she is extremely beautiful.

The beauty begged, and Liu's heart almost melted. He waved his hands with a smile: "That's it. Uncle is kind-hearted. I'll give you a quarter of an hour. Go and come back quickly!"

After saying that, he sent a powerful supervisor to keep an eye on her.

Nan Baoyi walked towards the edge of the mine.

She probably studied with a doctor in the past.

Although he is not good enough to treat people's illnesses, he can barely remember the uses of ordinary flowers and plants when he sees them.

She held a small basket and picked a large basket of senna leaves.

Senna is a small herbaceous shrub with pointed leaves and a sweet and bitter taste. Boiled into water and drank, it is a powerful medicine that can easily cause diarrhea.

She raised the small basket and asked the supervisor innocently: "Do you know what this is?"

The overseer shook his head, his eyes staring at her breasts from beginning to end.

Nan Baoyi was filled with disgust, but his eyes were bright: "This is a herb specially used to treat gastrointestinal problems. If uncle has gastrointestinal discomfort in the future, he can chew this herb directly.

I hope you will be alive and kicking, and you will be a hundred times more energetic than the young man. "

Oh, if you can get up from the pit, then you are called a ghost.

The supervisor nodded and praised: "Young lady knows so much."

Nan Baoyi returned to the kitchen with the small bamboo basket on her arm. Nan Yan and Nan Guang were already waiting.

Nan Yan took the bamboo basket and skillfully boiled the water and cooked the medicine.

Nan Baoyi was on hand to help, and the two sisters cooperated very well.

Nan Guang sat on a small stool and watched.

After looking at it for a while, he suddenly laughed.

Nan Baoyi was adding firewood to the stove and asked curiously: "Why are daddy laughing?"

"You two sisters used to fight a lot. Dad never thought that you two could stay together well." Nan Guang sighed, "Hey, it would be great if Jing'er was here too. I don't know Jing'er. How are you doing now? I heard that he married the eldest princess of South Vietnam. My father is really worried that the eldest princess will bully him... My father is not around, and he has no one to rely on."

Nan Baoyi tilted his head.

Some images vaguely appeared in my mind.

The cave exploded and collapsed.

The young man she had never called "brother" hugged her and her sister tightly and protected them with his flesh and blood...

The tip of her nose suddenly felt a little sour.

Nan Yan stood alone in front of the stove, with his back to Nan Guang, and put the senna leaves into the boiling water.

She lowered her head, her fingertips were trembling a little, and her delicate shoulders were shaking even more violently. Gradually, her tears fell one by one and gradually merged with the boiling water.

She raised her sleeves and wiped the tears from her face.

Her voice was hoarse: "Brother is gone."

Nan Guang was stunned: "What?"

"Brother is gone..." Nan Yan lowered his head deeply, clenched his hands into fists, tears welled up, and he was choked with tears, "In that explosion, my brother risked his life to protect my sister and me... Before I fell into coma, I heard him Call, Daddy..."

The small kitchen is quiet and quiet.

The firewood beeped and the boiling water gurgled.

Nan Guang was stunned for a long time before he smiled and said: "Xian'er, why did you start lying again? How old is Jing'er? He is only twenty-two years old. How could he be gone?"

He smiled very gently.

The circles under his eyes turned red quickly.

The hands on his knees were shaking violently, and his nails were digging into his palms until they were bloody and bloody, but he didn't seem to notice.

He smiled, and gradually, tears welled up.

He raised his hand to wipe away his tears, but the more he wiped away, he said mockingly: "It's true, Yan'er is used to deceiving daddy..."

He remembered that when Jing'er was seven years old, he bought him a set of Four Treasures of the Study for children.

He helped Jing'er put the Four Treasures of the Study into his pocket, and then took Jing'er's immature little hand and took him to the Nan family to learn reading and enlightenment.

However, the master of clan studies disliked him as a foreigner and refused to accept him.

He begged so loudly that tears were streaming down his face, but the old master refused to give in.

Jing'er is young, but she has a lot of backbone.

He wiped his tears with his little hands.

He comforted him in a waxy voice: "Daddy, don't cry. This academy doesn't want me. I'll go to another academy. When I grow up, I want to take the No. 1 exam and become a high official. I will provide for my father in his old age. Let them all see it with their own eyes." , the face I earned for my father!"

How sensible his Jing'er is!

How could he... die?

Nan Guang gasped and gradually cried loudly.

The heart-rending grief was something Nan Baoyi had never seen before.

She suddenly remembered something.

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