After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

"Once upon a time, there was a young man. Everyone thought he was the adopted son of a down-and-out merchant, and his classmates in school even tried to bully him.

"One winter day, the Master asked his students to help him copy an article. Because the person who was ranked first in the courtyard had the best handwriting, this task fell on him.

"However, the first place winner didn't want to work hard, so he forced the poor young man to imitate his handwriting and copy the article. He wanted to wait until the young man finished copying, and then take the credit for himself.

"A month later, the young man copied all the articles and invited the first place winner to the back of the academy, saying that he wanted to hand over the articles to him in person.

"The first person came to the appointment proudly. The young man overpowered him, took an iron rod, broke all his bones inch by inch, and buried his body in the soil.

"After that, the young man took the copied article and asked the Master for credit. He also replaced the first place and became the new leader of the academy...

"The young man acted so cunningly and carefully that even the local officials were unable to find out the truth. So far, no one knows that there is a body buried in the back hill of the academy.

"Later, the boy gradually grew up into a ruthless and vicious person who was determined to retaliate. He didn't want to be an upright official who knew everything. He just wanted to be a tyrant in a separate country. He had boundless power, and he was able to command beautiful women..."

Xiao Yi raised his thin lips and slowly looked at Wen Ya: "That young man is me."

Wen Ya's face turned pale.

She was shivering violently and wondered why Xiao Yi told her this.

“Later, I met Nan Jiaojiao.

"The little girl is stupid and wants to make me a good official who will go down in history and be admired by thousands of people and gain both fame and wealth. I thought, since I married her, I will follow her. So even when I kill people, I will be gentle. many.

"I even thought that I had become a good person with compassion. But it was not until now that I discovered that deep down, I am still the ruthless young man who is determined to retaliate."

Xiao Yi's facial features were shrouded in shadow.

I could only vaguely see the thin lips raised in an evil manner.

Wen Ya shivered more and more violently.

She stared at Xiao Yi and swallowed in horror: "Yong... King Yong..."

Xiao Yi raised his hand.

The jailer immediately picked up the bowl of cooled soup, pinched Wenya's cheeks with one hand, forced her to open her mouth wide, and poured the hot soup into her without mercy.

Wenya was forced to drink a large bowl of red flower medicine, and her internal organs felt cramping.

She was holding her belly with cold sweat on her face, screaming and rolling on the ground desperately.

Blood seeped out from her lower body and gradually dyed the hem of her skirt red.

Xiao Yi admired her misery, his handsome face remained indifferent: "If you insult my woman, I will tell you that you will never be a mother."

When Qian Shangyu was escorted in, he saw his beloved cousin in such miserable condition. He hurriedly broke away from the yamen servant and hugged her in grief and anger.

He raised his head and glared at Xiao Yi: "Prince Yong, you are a man, why do you care about a little girl?! I would like to advise you, we are your mother's people, why don't you hurry up and ask for an imperial doctor for Wenya?!"

Xiao Yi's smile deepened.

He twisted his handkerchief and sat lazily on the bed.

He greets you,

The wide sleeves were spread out on the bed, and he was able to admire Qian Shangyu in his spare time: "Chop his lifeblood into pieces for me, and take it out to feed the dogs."

The opportunity to meet Nan Jiaojiao was so rare that even he didn't have it.

But Qian Shangyu dared to play with other women while they were looking at each other.

He deserves to die.

Qian Shangyu's eyes widened in shock.

Before he could scream, the jailers immediately locked his limbs and stuffed his mouth with a dirty gauze.

The blade had been roasted on the fire, sharp and hot.

Qian Shangyu watched the blade approaching, with sweat pouring down his fair face and his clothes soaked through, but he could only shake his head desperately and whine pitifully.

The knife fell from the hand.

Blood spurts.

Qian Shangyu rolled his eyes and fainted from the pain in despair.

Wenya made a sound like a ghost crying or a wolf howling, and was slapped twice by the jailer.

The cell was full of blood.

Xiao Yi didn't feel any discomfort at all and was still lazily leaning on the bed, as if this was his home court.

On the small table, there is a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Xiao Yi picked up a piece and threw it lazily into his mouth.

He chuckled: "As expected, it's Nan Jiaojiao's favorite flower cake, it's so sweet."

He picked up another cup of hot tea.

With his long eyelashes tilted, he slowly blew the tea mist and took a sip of tea.

After the bitter taste dissipates, only the sweet fragrance remains between the lips and teeth.

Shiku respectfully said: "Master, what should we do with these two people?"

Xiao Yi said in an indifferent voice: "Throw it back to the cell."

He got up and took the carriage back to Sili Yamen.

Jiang Suihan was waiting in the study, admiring the snow outside the window.

Looking back and seeing Xiao Yi coming in, he smiled and said: "The medicine you asked me to cook has been cooked. It is very powerful. Whoever drinks it while keeping it will not be able to have children in this life. By the way, who do you want this thing for?" Drink? Who has offended you again?"

Xiao Yi's eyes fell on the book desk.

As expected, the small white porcelain cup contained medicinal soup.

The bitter smell permeates the study, I think it will be useful.

He licked his lips and picked it up casually.

He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

Not even a moment of hesitation.

Jiang Suihan suddenly opened his eyes: "Brother Xiao -"

It's too late to stop it.

Xiao Yi wiped the corners of his lips, his face a little pale due to the effect of the medicine.

He said calmly: "Don't tell anyone."

If outsiders knew that he drank this medicine for Nan Jiaojiao, people would probably insult the little girl for her beauty.

How could he bear to have her stabbed in the spine?

Xiao Yi looked out the window.

The sky outside the corner of the eaves is far away, and the sea turtle he raised is slowly but powerfully hovering in the fine snow. His sharp eyes take in all the ancient and prosperous Chang'an City.

This is its territory.

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The palace is majestic with carved beams and painted buildings.

The tall warm pavilion stands in the wind and snow. Through the design of floor-to-ceiling glass on eight sides, one can overlook the scattered and scattered splendid palaces.

The beauty in deep purple attire sat proudly on the imperial concubine's couch, with her bun in a bun. The beauty's gorgeous face and unparalleled magnanimity completely suppressed the deep purple dignity.

She said lazily: "Relying on his status as Sili, he unscrupulously seizes merchants loyal to me... What a Xiao Daoyan."

The people sitting in the Nuan Pavilion are all the younger generations of the major families.

Everyone was talking softly, and they were all surprised by Xiao Yi.

After all, for more than twenty years, no one dared to challenge Queen Shen's majesty.

The only Crown Prince who tried to seize power, Xiao Ning, had already been beheaded.

Shen Jiang looked at Shen Yichao: "Ah Chao, what did you say?"

The young man dressed in white and snowy, holding a gold teacup in his hand, is wandering in the sky.

His mind was filled with Han Yanliang's figure.

Two days ago, he pitied her for being whipped, so he deliberately carried Chu Chu on his back and kindly went to visit her with medicine.

Brother arranged for her a wing room with a floor dragon. The room was exquisitely and luxuriously decorated, like a boudoir of a wealthy family.

He wondered why Brother A was so kind to her.

He entered the inner room, where the girl was sitting on the couch, holding a thin pipe in her hand and puffing away smoke.

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