After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

"I have never liked it."

Wei Chuchu showed a satisfied smile, raised her head and kissed his lips.

Shen Yichao opened his eyes.

The newlywed bride in his arms, with pink face and peach cheeks, stared at him with eyes full of respect.

Wei Chuchu, she was a noble daughter of a well-known aristocratic family in Chang'an City. She was dignified and self-possessed, beautiful and intelligent. She had been her childhood sweetheart with him since she was a child, and the two families had made a marriage contract very early.

He thought about the clouds and rain in Wushan last night, thinking that this was her first time, so he touched her cheek with pity and asked with concern: "Does it still hurt?"

Wei Chuchu's cheeks were flushed, perhaps because she was too shy, so she lowered her eyelashes shyly and did not dare to answer such words.

Shen Yichao looked at her, thinking that this was the reserve of a noble daughter from a noble family.

But somehow, Han Yanliang's figure appeared in his mind again.

When he and Han Yanliang were drugged at Xiao Mansion in Jinguan City, it was her first time. Afterwards, he forgot to ask her if it hurt.

A trace of guilt suddenly welled up in Shen Yichao's chest.

But then I thought about it, Han Yanliang was such a maverick witch, even if her martial arts was abolished, she never shed tears. How could she shed tears because of the pain of breaking a melon?

After all, she is different from a noble girl.

She has been trained by Tianshu since she was a child, so she is probably not afraid of pain.

As he thought about it, the guilt in his heart quietly disappeared.

Wei Chuchu raised his eyes and saw that he was wandering away, displeasure flashing quietly in his eyes.

However, in just a moment, she concealed her emotions, her face still gentle and dignified: "Husband, can you tell me what kind of person that beauty is? I heard that she has been imprisoned by my brother for more than half a year. Yuan, as soon as he was brought into the mansion yesterday, he was put into the dungeon. He must be a repeat offender."

Shen Yichao held her in his arms and said indifferently: "It's not worth talking about."

"I want to hear it!"

Thinking that the couple was of the same mind, Shen Yichao explained the matter in a concise and concise manner. Although he deliberately omitted the romantic relationship, he could not hide the fact that he had eaten and lived with Han Yanliang in Yulouchun. .

The emotions in Wei Chuchu's eyes changed.

She suddenly sat up with support and cursed: "Shameless fox, you are young, not yet married, nothing else is good, but you are very good at recommending yourself to the pillow, do you know what etiquette, justice and shame are?!"

When Shen Yichao heard the words "self-recommended pillow mat", he felt a little harsh.

But I felt that I was not wrong.

From the beginning, it was Han Yanliang who hooked up with him first.

Wei Chuchu added: "Speaking of which, since she is the leader of Tianshu, she must know Xiao Daoyan's secret. As the leader of the Jinwu Guard, my brother has not found anything useful through interrogation for more than half a year. Husband, we should help him . If you can torture out the secret, my aunt will definitely look at you differently."

"neat--"

"Husband, now that you are weak, you should make plans for an official career."

After Wei Chuchu finished speaking, he called the maid to come in and wait.

Shen Yichao slowly sat up.

He stared at Wei Chuchu's dressing figure, feeling irritated in his heart.

What are the secrets of the Privy Council?

He knew that Chu Chu must be jealous, jealous that he had spent a spring night with Han Yanliang, so he wanted to take the opportunity to attack her.

New love and old love are fighting each other, which really gives him a headache.

He rubbed his temples.

In the end, a look of helplessness and indulgence appeared on his face, as clear as the snow on a mountain.

Forget it, let Chu Chu go.

She had gone through enough trouble and thought she would let Han Yanliang go.

It can be regarded as his compensation for Chu Chu.

The two came to the dungeon.

The dungeon was kept extremely tidy and clean. Except for the glaring iron bars, the furnishings in the cell were just like an ordinary person's boudoir, without the coldness and dampness that Shen Yichao imagined.

He frowned quietly.

Brother A is not a tolerant person towards prisoners. Why does he...

Before he could figure it out, Wei Chuchu had already ordered the clerk to open the cell door.

Shen Yichao's heart clenched for no reason.

He followed Wei Chuchu into the cell. As the gauze curtain was rolled up, he saw Han Yanliang kneeling in front of the dressing mirror, combing his hair with a pear wood comb.

Her black hair was like a pile of clouds, falling neatly on the mat.

Her little face was unpainted, with a sharp and fair complexion, and her gauze skirt was thrown casually. She looked like a white pear blossom that had been lost in a cell in the dim light.

And their arrival did not surprise her.

Wei Chuchu looked at her face carefully, his eyes filled with jealousy, and said in a deep voice: "Are you Han Yanliang?"

Han Yanliang looked at the two people from the bronze mirror.

Because it was the second day of the wedding, they were still wearing colorful clothes.

Standing side by side, they really are a golden boy and a beautiful girl, perfect for each other.

She said casually: "Mrs. Shen Er is looking for me. I don't know why?"

"I want you to tell the secret of Tianshu!"

"Are you qualified to judge me?"

Wei Chuchu was choked.

Her pretty face was filled with shame and anger, and she said sternly: "You are just a prisoner of the Shen Mansion. As the young lady of the Shen Mansion, how come I am not qualified to judge you?! Come on, give me a caning and beat her." Until you let go!"

The two women she brought with her immediately rolled up their sleeves and picked up their long whips without any explanation.

Han Yanliang's face was pale and she only glanced at Shen Yichao.

Shen Yichao avoided her sight.

He also knew that Chu Chu had done something wrong.

In the past, Chu Chu was always tender and gentle in front of him. She would not even be willing to slap a butterfly to death, let alone flogging him.

However, Chu Chu still had deep feelings for him.

He and Han Yanliang were together in the clouds and rain, and it was true that she would get jealous and lose her temper. Even if she was whipped, it was really justifiable.

It was just a whipping. Han Yanliang was a figure from all three sects and nine streams. It hurt a little. If she could endure it for a little bit, wouldn't it be over?

The whips rushed down.

The skin was torn and the flesh was torn, and the blood quickly stained the pear-white skirt red.

The girl curled up on the ground, biting her lip tightly. Her slightly raised almond eyes were always clear in black and white without any tears. She stared at Shen Yichao and Wei Chuchu, and finally even let go of her bleeding lip, raising a sarcastic arc. .

As if he looked down on these two people.

Shen Yichao couldn't understand the feeling in his heart.

He turned away again, unable to bear to look at Han Yanliang.

Wei Chuchu held his arm coquettishly: "Husband, the person you love is me, right?"

Shen Yichao's heart was beating hard.

He didn't understand why, but in order to calm the throbbing and uneasiness, he nodded solemnly: "Only you..."

"boom!"

The dungeon door was suddenly kicked open.

The general in sharp black clothes stepped in with an expressionless face.

He glanced at the beauty who was curled up on the ground and covered with injuries and dying. The scar under her left eye was faintly painful, and her hands hanging by her legs were secretly clenched into fists.

He said carefully: "Who allowed you to break into my dungeon privately?"

The cold pressure spread in the small cell.

He was like a lion whose territory had been violated.

Wei Chuchu couldn't help but take half a step back: "Ah, brother..."

Shen Yichao glanced at his brother's expression, and then at Han Yanliang, who was covered in blood. For some reason, he suddenly felt an unspeakable irritation and depression in his heart.

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