After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The wedding day finally arrived.

The entire palace was decorated with lanterns and colors, and as soon as a little bit of fish belly white appeared in the east, solemn and elegant Chinese music began to play, and everything in the palace was bustling with excitement.

Yiyang Palace is especially lively.

In the palace, girls from aristocratic families came to add makeup and congratulate her.

Nan Baoyi was squeezed into the corner.

She held the flower table and looked quietly in the direction of the dressing table.

The girl sitting in front of the makeup mirror has bright eyes and white teeth, and is dazzling. She is dressed in a bright red wedding dress with phoenix and peonies, which makes her look more delicate than flowers. She is the most beautiful among all the girls.

She was holding a gold-threaded fan, covering half of her face with a smile, and was talking to other girls with her head tilted.

Wei Chuchu felt proud.

She squeezed beside Xiao Qingyang, chattering and laughing: "Today is a good day. If my sister-in-law marries into my family, she will definitely grow old together with my brother and stay together forever! My brother has the deepest love for his sister-in-law, and there is no one else in the world. the second--"

When she was talking enthusiastically, someone pushed Nan Baoyi.

Half of Nan Baoyi's body suddenly leaned forward.

She bumped into the flower table, and the valuable vase on the flower table immediately fell to the ground and was smashed to pieces.

The huge movement interrupted Wei Chuchu's boastful speech and also attracted the attention of others.

The vase has the meaning of "peace".

Breaking a vase on your wedding day is not a good omen.

The palace maid sent by Empress Shen immediately waved her handkerchief and said loudly: "Amitabha, peace in every part of my life, peace in every year! This is a good sign, a good sign!"

Nan Baoyi's face turned red in embarrassment.

She looked back, but there were so many people and palace maids walking around, it was impossible to tell who had just hit her.

When she was about to apologize, Xiao Qingyang cursed coldly: "Clumsy."

"Isn't it?"

Wei Chuchu agreed with a smile.

She hated Nan Baoyi.

She walked up to Nan Baoyi, looked at her a few times, and suddenly slapped her.

She said viciously: "After all, the little family has no right to be angry. In a good life, something must happen! Princess sister-in-law, you should punish her severely!"

Nan Baoyi covered half of his red face and glared at Wei Chuchu fiercely.

The girl was born delicate and charming, but after being slapped, she became more like a hibiscus flower trembling in the wind and rain, even more beautiful and delicate.

Wei Chuchu saw it and couldn't help but think of the vixen in Shen Yijue's yard.

During these days, whenever my husband had something to do, he would run to Shen Yijue's yard.

Although he said he was going to visit his brother, Wei Chuchu felt that he was just going to see the vixen.

Facing her good friend who is a vixen, she became even more angry: "You still dare to stare at me? Who are you? Don't you have any idea in your heart? You still dare to stare at me!"

She was filled with jealousy and resentment, because Shen Yi would never allow her to cause trouble with the vixen, so she simply vented her anger on Nan Bao's clothes and slapped her again.

Seeing that she was still going to fight, Xiao Qingyang said expressionlessly: "Disrupt my wedding.

Really abominable. Nan Baoyi, I am punishing you to get out of Yiyang Palace and not to participate in today's wedding. Are you convinced? ! "

Nan Baoyi gritted his teeth.

Of course she was not convinced!

She could sense that Di Ji seemed to want to take her out of today's events.

Then the palace maid who pushed her deliberately just now must be Di Ji's confidant.

But she didn't want to leave, she wanted to stay with Xiao Qingyang.

These girls from the Yanyan family are all not Di Ji's friends. They only compliment and flatter her. They don't understand how lonely and sad Di Ji is.

She wants to accompany her...

Until the last moment.

She said firmly: "I don't want to-"

"Come here." Di Ji interrupted her coldly, "Drag her out and ask her to guard at the entrance of the palace. I want her to see with her own eyes how I got married in such a glorious way!"

Immediately, a palace maid came forward and dragged Nan Baoyi out mercilessly despite her objections and struggles.

"Your Highness!"

Nan Baoyi was about to cry anxiously.

Wei Chuchu was very proud: "Sister-in-law has been punished well, so she should stop her desire to cling to the dragon and the phoenix!"

Xiao Qingyang disagreed.

She pursed her temples in front of the diamond-flowered bronze mirror, then held up a gold-threaded fan, and said slowly, "The auspicious time is approaching. It's time to go to my mother's harem and bid farewell to her."

She smiled delicately.

However, the girls from the aristocratic family did not hear anything wrong and happily surrounded her and went to Yikun Palace together.

Behind the girls were forty-seven palace ladies.

They were dressed neatly in bright red palace clothes, holding palm fans, palace lanterns, gourds and other objects, and walked happily through the palace lanes. The sky was filled with petals and the lingering fragrance lingered wherever they passed.

Nan Baoyi was thrown at the gate of Yiyang Palace and watched them go away.

She knew that Di Ji was different from her second brother.

No one can persuade Di Ji to do anything she has decided.

She chose this day to force the palace to rebel, so she must have prepared a near-death plan.

She twisted her brows in confusion and walked toward the palace gate at a loss.

When passing through the White Marble Square, I happened to see Xiao Yi coming on horseback.

Behind him was a team, which seemed to be a team sending off relatives in red and colorful colors, but Nan Baoyi recognized at a glance that many of them were Tianshu's top elite assassins.

When a daughter gets married, she should be given away by her elder brother.

Nan Baoyi understood that the second brother brought his own troops into the palace under the pretext of seeing off his bride.

Xiao Yi rushed over, his eyes first falling on her cheeks covered with red fingerprints.

He reined in the reins: "Who hit him?"

Nan Baoyi shook his head.

It's already this time, how can she still think about pursuing Wei Chuchu.

She reminded worriedly: "Your Highness, she is on her way to Yikun Palace."

Xiao Yi's face was expressionless: "Wei Chuchu did it? I know."

He led his troops and headed straight towards Yikun Palace.

Nan Baoyi holds his forehead.

Has this guy figured out the point?

…

At this time, the main hall of Yikun Palace.

Shen Jiang sat lazily on the phoenix chair, staring at the girls who were filing in.

Her daughter's wedding dress was bright red and she held a golden fan in her hand, like a peony in full bloom.

Girls from aristocratic families gathered around her, followed by dozens of palace maids in red, all of them smiling like flowers, as if they were happy that their master was getting married.

She curled her lips.

Xiao Qingyang walked to the hall and stood still.

She raised her eyes.

The palace is spacious and luxurious.

On both sides of the main hall, sat ladies from aristocratic families who came to watch the ceremony.

They racked their brains and used various words to praise her appearance and demeanor, and how well-matched her marriage to Wei Shaoqian was.

Mrs. Wei was among them, with her big white face smiling like a chrysanthemum. Before she even made a formal ceremony, she spoke of my bride and our Qingyang, as if they were so close to her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, which really made her sick.

And the woman codenamed "Mother" was sitting calmly on the phoenix chair high up.

After so many years, she is still graceful and noble.

Xiao Qingyang chuckled.

She stared at Shen Jiang calmly: "When I was young, every time I came to Yikun Palace to say hello, Qingyang wanted to be hugged by you. But the steps under the Phoenix Chair were so high that Qingyang couldn't climb the steps and couldn't touch him. The corners of your sleeves. Now that you have grown up, you and Qingyang are more like monarchs and ministers. The corners of your sleeves that you couldn’t touch when you were young, Qingyang doesn’t want to touch anymore now.”

Many ladies and gentlemen in the palace looked at each other in confusion.

These words didn't sound like a newlywed bride saying goodbye to her mother-in-law, but they sounded more like a farewell.

The whole hall was silent, and you could hear a needle drop.

In the strange atmosphere, Xiao Qingyang spread his sleeves and bowed deeply.

She loudly said: "Qingyang, bid farewell to your mother today!"

The moment he bowed down——

The gold silk round fan was discarded on the ground, and the red wedding dress was torn in half.

The girl jumped up.

Her white clothes were cold, her green-edged sword reflected cold light, and she suddenly attacked Shen Jiang with the force of thunder!

The forty-seven palace ladies accompanying her immediately pulled off their complicated and exquisite red palace skirts!

They are all wearing white outfits with swords hidden at their waists!

"I am willing to follow His Highness and regard death as home!"

Angry and decisive voices resounded throughout Yikun Palace.

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