After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

"Your Highness..."

Nan Baoyi sat on the embroidered pier and looked worriedly at Xiao Qingyang on the bed.

The girl's cheeks were pale, with light blue marks under her eyes, and she looked very haggard.

Xiao Qingyang's eyelashes trembled slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.

The palace is luxurious, with wide curtains, a furnace of incense burning in the corner, and rows of weapons hanging on the walls. This is her palace.

Nan Baoyi whispered: "His Royal Highness fainted over there in Baoxia. Fortunately, the imperial doctor said that there is nothing serious and he can recover after taking a rest."

She was afraid that Xiao Qingyang would get cold, so she wanted to test the temperature of the back of her hand, but as soon as she touched it, Xiao Qingyang avoided it as if she was frightened.

Nan Baoyi was puzzled: "Your Highness?"

"You go to my palace lady and ask her to prepare hot water. I want to take a bath."

Xiao Qingyang whispered.

The light and shadow in the tent were dim, and her lowered eyelashes outlined two shadows. Nan Baoyi could not clearly see the emotions in her eyes.

She had no choice but to get up and do it.

Xiao Qingyang took a bath for two hours.

When she came out of the side hall, she wore a crown with phoenix tassels and a palace skirt with exquisite and luxurious embroidery. The wide sleeves fell to the floor, and she looked noble and graceful.

She rolled her eyes towards Nan Baoyi and said, "Are you going with me to see your father?"

…

This is the first time Nan Baoyi has met the emperor after coming to Chang'an for so long.

The emperor's palace was deserted, with only a few eunuchs serving him.

The entire palace was clean, hung with paintings and calligraphy from the previous dynasty, and the furniture was a cold dark blue. It was obviously a cold winter, but there was not even a stove in the palace.

She knelt outside the bead curtain and couldn't help but take a peek.

Although the emperor was over forty years old, his appearance was still handsome. His green hair was tied up with a golden crown. He was wearing white clothes embroidered with ink and bamboo and was playing the piano under the window.

Outside the carved window, there are clusters of lush green bamboos.

Even though he was in the Nine Layers Palace, he had the air of being "sitting alone in a quiet hut".

Xiao Qingyang knelt and sat opposite the piano table.

She got straight to the point: "My son does not want to marry Wei Shaoqian."

The sound of the piano is intermittent.

Xiao Yu said calmly: "How can we change the marriage that was made three years ago?"

"You clearly know that I will not be happy when I marry, why do you work with her to force me?" Xiao Qingyang's eyes turned red, "Since you were a child, you have never cared about me, and I have never asked you for anything. . In this life, I only ask you for one thing. If I don’t marry Wei Shaoqian, I won’t do it even if I die!”

The music stopped.

Xiao Yu picked up the handkerchief, covered it in front of his lips and coughed: "I can't change what she has decided."

Xiao Qingyang choked with tears and sneered: "You have been cowardly all your life, what is there that you have the ability to change? The prince brother was such a gentle person, but she was forced to despair. When he died, his body and head were hung on the tower to be exposed to the sun. Show it to the public. Father, that is your first child! You once held him and kissed him, but you watched him being slaughtered all over the house, and you didn't dare to say a word..."

Faced with her daughter's accusation, Xiao Yu was speechless.

He glanced at the blood stains on the veil.

He quietly hid it in his wide sleeves.

He took out another token from his arms: "Qingyang's wedding, I don't know what to give you. You take this token."

Xiao Qingyang's eyes became scarleter.

She stared closely at Xiao Yu and said word by word, "Even if you let down your children, you will still stand by her side, right?"

Xiao Yu was silent.

The hand that always stayed in the air clearly expressed his attitude.

"well."

Xiao Qingyang chuckled twice, brushed his hand away mercilessly, and strode away with a cold face.

The bead curtains collided and made a crisp sound.

The token fell to the ground and Gululu rolled in front of Nan Baoyi.

She picked it up.

The token was engraved with intricate ancient flowers that she couldn't understand.

She boldly entered the bead curtain, holding the token in both hands, and respectfully presented it back to Xiao Yu.

She lowered her head and wanted to say something, but felt that she had no position or qualifications at all.

It's not her turn to comment on royal matters.

Xiao Yu glanced at her.

With a chuckle on his thin lips, he asked: "Are you the girl Ayan married in Shengjing City?"

Nan Baoyi whispered: "Yes."

Xiao Yu nodded: "I have heard about your deeds. You are a rare girl. You can pass this token to Qingyang for me. She will take it and use it."

Nan Baoyi listened and felt that the token was probably a good thing.

She decisively accepted it for Xiao Qingyang.

She wanted to resign, but she couldn't help it: "You——"

"You want to ask me why I am so accommodating to the queen?"

Nan Baoyi was silent, her clear eyes full of doubts.

Xiao Yu took out a mask from under the piano case.

It is a wooden mask with a white fox face. The fox eyes are smiling like crescent moons, beautiful and cunning.

It's just that the paint on the mask is mottled, and the edges are severely worn. It seems to be quite old.

He caressed the mask gently, with connivance hidden in his peach blossom eyes: "I once killed the person she loved most. I once robbed her by force, but I couldn't resist her. Whatever she asked for, I can do whatever she wants. If I can do it, I will not hesitate to sacrifice my life and the country, and I will definitely do it for her..."

The winter sun comes through the window.

He was sitting in the light. He was obviously a useless emperor who was spurned by aristocratic families, but Nan Baoyi saw some sharp and dark light in his eyes.

Like a sword hidden in the darkness, like stars hidden in the clouds.

At this moment, Nan Baoyi suddenly felt that the emperor who had been deprived of his power for twenty years did not seem to be the wimp in the eyes of the family.

She didn't dare to ask any more questions.

She bowed respectfully and went to find Xiao Qingyang.

She handed the token to Xiao Qingyang, and the other party's attitude was calm: "Let's put it on the case."

Nan Baoyi put down the token and looked at Xiao Qingyang tangledly.

The girl stood in front of the large floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror, holding a wedding dress as red as blood in her hand, and was carelessly gesticulating on her body.

The embroidery shop aunt who came to deliver the wedding dress couldn't help but praise: "Your Highness has fair skin, beautiful appearance, and tall figure. She will look very beautiful in the wedding dress. Your Highness may wish to try it on. If there is anything that doesn't suit you, I can take it back and have it repaired." Revise."

Xiao Qingyang threw the wedding dress to the palace lady and said calmly: "The size is just right, no need to try it on."

After sending away the embroidery shop aunt, she ordered the female officer: "I am about to get married, but the palace is very deserted. Invite more girls from aristocratic families into the palace and let them accompany me in my marriage. Especially the Chu Chu of the Wei family, my future daughter-in-law. Sister-in-law, I really hope to have a relationship with her."

The female officer was surprised and happy.

While packing up her wedding dress, she smiled and said: "I thought the princess couldn't think about it, but I didn't expect you to figure it out so quickly. How wonderful it would be to marry the husband of the Wei family. I heard that he was born with Yushu Linfeng, a talented person, and he was born in the Taishi Mansion. He has a bright future. A beautiful scene. You and Mr. Wei are a match made in heaven!"

Xiao Qingyang was noncommittal.

Nan Baoyi looked at her worriedly.

I always feel that Di Ji seems to be brewing some conspiracy.

She hesitated: "Your Highness——"

"Nanjia Jiaojiao, remember, what I want to do in the future has nothing to do with you."

Xiao Qingyang interrupted her almost coldly.

Nan Baoyi watched her playing with the phoenix crown and became even more worried.

…

The girls from the aristocratic family, headed by Wei Chuchu, entered the palace together in the afternoon.

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