After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Nan Baoyi and Nan Yan had dinner at Da Situ Mansion. Mrs. Liu specially arranged a dormitory for the two of them and invited them to stay in the mansion for a few days.

Nan Baoyi sat on the imperial concubine's couch by the west window, swaying her feet and looking at the bedroom curiously.

There is a fire burning in the bedroom, and there are a lot of carved sandalwood furniture. The trinkets on the antique shelves are precious and rare. The curtains and brocade quilts are all made of silk that is hard to buy for a lot of money.

She smiled and recalled the tone she used when she lost her memory: "Sister, the Wu family really values ​​you! You are going to marry in and become a young lady. Sister, I am really happy!"

Nan Yan sat behind the desk, staring blankly at the exquisite paintings.

Hearing this, she pulled out a wolf-hair brush and smashed it at Nan Baoyi: "If you continue to be weird, I'm not done with you!"

Nan Baoyi smiled and avoided it, and said seriously: "How about, do you want to marry into the Wu family?"

Nan Yan said coldly: "At tonight's dinner, Wu Yuzhi's attitude was perfunctory, which shows that he doesn't really love me. The Liu family is even more coveting the Nan family's wealth. If I marry in, if I can't satisfy their greed, it will be difficult to get a good fruit. "

Nan Baoyi blinked.

In the past, when Nan Yan married into the Cheng family, she helped the Cheng family plan for Nanfu's wealth.

Now, have you really changed your temper?

Nan Yan glanced at her: "I promised you that I would never hurt the Nan family, and I kept my promise. What's more, I now understand that only when my mother's family is strong, I will not be bullied by my husband's family. I will never do it again." Do stupid things.”

Nan Baoyi smiled.

The west window was half open, and the cold wind came in. Her back was pressed against the wind, and she couldn't help but cough a few times.

Nan Yan was about to roll up his sleeves and polish his ink, but when he heard the voice, he said impatiently: "You are an idiot for opening the window so wide in the middle of the night! If you get cold, I will have to take care of you! I just chose a husband." After all your hard work, don’t give me any more trouble!”

Nan Baoyi said "Oh".

She obediently closed the window: "By the way, I stayed in the house for two days and I didn't see daddy. Where did he go?"

Nan Yan rolled his eyes and became even more annoyed: "More than a month ago, dad went to the outskirts of Shengjing to look for my brother's body and wanted to carry him back to Chang'an for a good burial. Dad has been gone for so long, and you actually found out, Is there a daughter like you?!"

Nan Baoyi was chattering.

Nan Yan, so fierce!

She couldn't help but murmur: "If you are filial, you will be the most filial in the whole family..."

She has nothing to do.

Whenever I have some free time, I can't help but think of Xiao Yi.

So she started looking for something to say: "Nan Yan, what are you going to do next? Is there a husband in Chang'an city that you like?"

Nan Yan raised the brush, his eyes full of thoughts.

She said: "Wu Yuzhi is not a good match, but Yuchi is a good one, but it's a pity..."

"It's a pity that people don't love you."

Nan Yan was embarrassed and threw the brush at Nan Baoyi again.

Nan Baoyi avoided it deftly, turned over on the bed, and rolled into the quilt familiarly: "To be honest, Gu Yu is really nice. At least he really loves you, right?"

Gu Yu...

Nan Yan's expression was a little unnatural.

For a moment, she just pretended not to hear, lowered her eyelashes, and started practicing calligraphy seriously.

The wind and snow howled outside.

Nan Baoyi stared at the girl in the light and sighed silently in his heart.

Warm and fragrant.

Nan Baoyi rubbed the tip of his itchy nose, ignored Nan Yan and fell asleep.

Nan Yan wrote a page in small regular script with hairpin flowers. Unable to resist his sleepiness, he lay down on the desk and fell asleep quietly.

The lanterns under the eaves illuminated a row of crystal clear ice edges.

The strong wind was raging, and a sharp edge of ice quietly broke and fell straight down, cutting off a branch of plum blossoms that were blooming in the wind. The delicate plum blossoms fell on the snow, and the scattered petals were shattered, dyeing the snow with crimson.

During the long night, someone had already raised the butcher knife.

cold……

In the tent, Nan Baoyi turned over.

The dormitory was originally lit by a fire and a fire, so she was only covered with a thin brocade quilt.

But the surroundings were getting colder and colder, gradually making her sleepless.

She sat up angrily: "How do the maids of Da Situ Mansion do things?!"

After scolding him, he saw that the dormitory was quiet.

The lights were bright, the charcoal in the stove had burned out, and the earth dragon was even colder.

Nan Yan was sleeping on the desk.

Nan Baoyi was about to stay, but was surprised to find a knife in his hand.

The blood on the blade had long solidified, and even the brocade quilt was stained red.

Nan Baoyi was startled and ran to Nan Yan and saw that she was also holding a knife in her hand. The thick blood stained her skirt and wide sleeves red.

She hurriedly pushed and shouted, but nothing could wake her up.

Nan Baoyi was horrified.

To be prepared for the unexpected, her profession was deliberately full of aftertaste and taste, so she hurriedly put on her shoes and socks and ran to the next room to call for someone.

When he opened the door, he saw several dead maids lying in the ear room, their bodies already stiff.

Yuwei and Changxin are fine, but they are also unconscious like Nan Yan.

Nan Baoyi opened the window and let the cold wind take away the warm fragrance of the tea in the room. Then he was cruel and used the gold hairpin to make a big gash on their arms.

Both of them had received special training and had a certain resistance to the incense. They did not sleep like Nan Yan and woke up quickly.

It's just that my whole body is weak and I can't use any strength.

Nan Baoyi said in a deep voice: "The Wu family may be bloodbathed by the enemy tonight, and we are the scapegoats. You two should leave quickly and tell your master what happened."

Yuwei and Changxin looked at each other.

They all have some light skills and can jump over the high walls of deep houses.

But at this time, they were still staggering and couldn't escape together with Nan Baoyi on their backs.

Aftertaste of worry: "What should I do, Princess?"

"Don't worry about me, I have my own idea."

It's almost dawn.

Nan Baoyi watched them stumble and jump up the high wall, hitting their heads hard twice before they managed to climb over.

She was really afraid that she would break her head if she tasted it.

However, I really can't care too much at the moment.

She ran to several courtyards with a lantern, and each courtyard was littered with corpses and overturned by heavy snow, like a tomb without human habitation.

When he saw the great Situ Wu Zhen and his wife Liu lying on the couch in a miserable state of death, Nan Baoyi was convinced that the Wu family had indeed been wiped out.

She quickly returned to the wing, burned her blood-stained jacket, took out the big red flower jacket that Aunt Ji had given her yesterday and put it on.

She stuffed the bloody knife into Nan Yan's left hand and said with embarrassment: "Sister, for the sake of our deep love as sisters, please take the blame for me, and I will find a way to clear your name. Thank you. She’s a sister!”

Anyway, it would be better for Nan Yan to enter the prison alone than the two of them together.

Having said that, the men Nan Yan fell in love with all ended up with their families broken up.

Nan Baoyi thought sarcastically and saw that it was already bright.

She quickly ran to the back of the Wu Mansion's Zhumen.

Just as he stood still, someone knocked on the door and came in: "We received a report that the Wu family was embezzling and accepting bribes, and Jin Wuwei was ordered to investigate!"

The door burst open.

A large group of Jinwu guards swarmed in, and Shen Yijue stepped into the mansion expressionlessly.

Nan Baoyi appeared quietly behind him, as if he had just arrived at Wu's house, her pink and white face full of timidity: "What happened to the Wu family?"

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