After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Nan Baoyi put on a cloak and hurried into the bedroom next door.

The rich soothing fragrance hits your face.

She sneezed hard and rubbed the tip of her itchy nose.

On both sides of the bedroom, brass crane-shaped lamps were burning, illuminating the entire hall as brightly as day. The carved windows were opened, and the wide curtains bulged sharply in the cold wind.

Light and shadow are bright and dark.

The Emperor Ji, who looked so heroic during the day, was sitting by the couch, with long black hair piled on the brocade quilt, making her face pale and thin. Her red and phoenix eyes were as dark as abyss, hiding unbearable pain, and her temples were covered with cold sweat. It can be seen how frightened he was.

She held a long sword in her hand, and most of the silk bed curtains were cut off.

"She's here again..."

she whispered.

The female officials knelt at her feet and cried very hard: "The slaves are all guarding the palace. I think this is just a dream. Your Highness, don't panic..."

Xiao Qingyang raised his eyes and looked at Nan Baoyi.

Nan Baoyi walked through the candlelight and walked to the couch.

She sat on the edge of the couch, held Xiao Qingyang's cold hand, and asked with concern: "What did your highness dream about?"

Xiao Qingyang lowered his head.

The hands of the little girl from the Nan family were soft and warm.

She thought that she was his cousin, her ice-like expression became slightly softer, and she whispered:

"Since I returned to Chang'an half a month ago, I have often dreamed of a terrible woman.

"I first dreamed of her. She was wearing white clothes and standing outside the hall with disheveled hair. I knew she was looking at me, but I couldn't see her face clearly.

"The second time I dreamed about her, she stepped into the threshold of the hall and was still looking at me. Her nails were very long and glowed with an eerie color in the dream.

"The third time I dreamed of her, she was standing by the candlelight, getting closer to me, and making a strange laugh at me. Xu Xu said something..."

Xiao Qingyang seemed unable to speak any more and pursed his pale lips.

Nan Baoyi took out her handkerchief and gently wiped the cold sweat from her forehead: "What about tonight?"

Xiao Qingyang raised his sword and pointed at a place two feet away.

Her hands were shaking.

As if she was afraid of being overheard, she said in a very soft voice: "If I dream about it a few more times, she will appear next to my bed, right? What will happen at that time?"

Nan Baoyi does not believe in ghosts and gods.

She stared two feet away.

It was empty, nothing.

There was a strong charcoal fire burning in the hall, and the cold wind came through the window, blowing some ashes glowing with fire into the air, and disappeared in a moment.

The matter of Emperor Ji's nightmare gradually became known to other people in the palace.

Too many lives have been lost in the palace, so it is not a clean place.

So Queen Shen ordered Xiao Qingyang to move to the newly built palace in the southeast corner.

Nan Baoyi took on another mission: to protect Emperor Ji from harm.

Otherwise, she wouldn't want the Nan family files.

Nan Baoyi was speechless for a while, feeling that she was being used as a free maid by Queen Shen.

That night, Poinsettia came on the order of Queen Shen and specially guarded outside the dormitory.

He smiled and said: "No one with strange powers or gods can escape the eyes of this Tao. Junior Sister and Di Ji just sleep peacefully, and I guarantee that they will sleep until dawn."

Nan Baoyi didn't quite believe him.

There are no ghosts or gods in the world, she only believes that someone is causing trouble secretly.

She took off her clothes and accompanied Xiao Qingyang to bed.

She refused to sleep, sitting on the corner of the bed holding her sword, and biting herself when she was extremely sleepy.

Seeing that it was past midnight, her eyelids were fighting, and when she gradually relaxed her vigilance, Xiao Qingyang suddenly screamed.

The young Emperor Ji, with her hair disheveled and a sword in hand, angrily slashed at the outside of the tent.

The curtains were in pieces, and the brass crane-shaped lamps collapsed one after another.

Nan Baoyi was confused.

In this palace, apart from the female officials guarding the side, there was obviously no outsider.

She followed Xiao Qingyang's fearful eyes and saw only a few embers with sparkling fire, fleeting in the wind like butterflies.

She hugged Xiao Qingyang worriedly: "Emperor Ji..."

Xiao Qingyang fell into her arms in horror.

The girl's eyes were covered with black and blue, and she was obviously on the verge of collapse: "Here she comes again... This time, she was already standing by the bed, smiling at me, saying that I killed her... She is Xiuxiu , it’s Xiuxiu who’s back!”

Nan Baoyi was at a loss when he heard this.

Who is Xiuxiu?

Xiao Qingyang slowly sat back on the couch and threw away the sharp sword with a "clang".

She raised her hand, gently rubbed her temples, and whispered: "I can't sleep tonight. Cai'er, pack your things and go to Wanguo Temple tomorrow. I want to see him."

The oval-faced female officer in charge immediately said yes respectfully.

Nan Baoyi was confused.

She followed Cai'er to the side hall to pack her things, and asked curiously: "Who is Xiu Xiu?"

Cai'er looked sad: "It's my sister. Like me, she is also a palace maid who has served His Highness since she was a child. During our three-year study tour, my sister and I followed His Highness around. Later, when we crossed the border of southern Xinjiang, our sister was captured. The refugees were kidnapped. When they were found, it was already half a month later. My sister... died miserably in the refugee nest. His Highness has always blamed himself. Come to think of it, I am afraid that it was because he blamed himself too much that he dreamed of it. Is it sister’s?”

Nan Baoyi was thoughtful.

She asked again: "Then who does your Highness want to see when you go to Wanguo Temple?"

"She is His Highness's sweetheart." Cai'er lowered her voice, "Don't forget that His Highness is already engaged, but her marriage to the Wei family is not what she wanted. His Highness fell in love with the young ranger he met during his study tour, but the ranger was very interested in him. My sister has a deep love for her. Because of my sister’s tragic death, he became a monk and lived in Wanguo Temple.”

After Cai'er finished speaking, she was busy packing her things.

Nan Baoyi was stunned on the spot.

No matter how you hear it, those young Rangers are all her fifth brothers!

When she was lost in thought, a bowl of hot sesame dumplings appeared in front of her.

Poinsettia smiled and said, "Would you like a late-night snack?"

Nan Baoyi has no appetite.

She turned her back and muttered: "How can you say that your highness didn't have a nightmare after sleeping until dawn? Bragging!"

Poinsettia raised an eyebrow.

The junior sister doesn’t even admire him anymore!

And they said he was bragging!

A little junior sister who doesn't know how to flatter you is not cute at all.

He ate glutinous rice balls by himself and said vaguely: "Senior brother will be unhappy if you say that. Wait, I will go back to arrange the formation. Senior brother will definitely give you an explanation for this case..."

He was holding glutinous rice balls and walking out while eating.

He looks like a fortune teller setting up a stall, there is no way he has any fairy spirit.

By the time he figured out the truth, Di Ji had already been scared to death.

Nan Baoyi thought, secretly thinking that she didn't expect this guy.

When the white fish belly appeared in the east, Nan Baoyi followed Xiao Qingyang's guard of honor and headed for the Wanguo Temple on the outskirts of the city.

The palace of Wanguo Temple is majestic and the ancient cypresses are towering into the sky.

Nan Baoyi met a familiar group of people outside the mountain gate.

She was surprised: "Why are you here?"

Zhou Lingshu held the jade belt cake he bought from the vendor and said in surprise: "I followed King Yong to investigate the case. Why are you here?"

"It's a long story—"

As Nan Baoyi spoke, his eyes were suddenly attracted to Xiao Yi.

He turned his back to this side and was admiring the patterns on the screen wall of the Buddhist temple.

And behind him, there was a beautiful girl!

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