After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The blade of the sword is pointed directly at Shen Jiang!

Shen Jiang didn't shy away, and even a smile slowly appeared on her face as beautiful as a peony.

The sharp blade was pressed firmly against her throat.

Xiao Qingyang is dressed in plain clothes and has long hair. She has a slim and slender waist, which makes her appear taller and more slender.

She was condescending and said in a deep voice: "I want you to hand over the jade seal and power, and retreat to the cold palace from now on, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, how?"

"The love between you and me as mother and daughter has been exhausted. It's not that I can't do anything to you."

Shen Jiang smiled even more.

She looked leisurely towards the palace.

The palace was in chaos.

On the happy day, there were no Jinwu guards in Yikun Palace. The palace maid was unarmed and could not stand up to Xiao Qingyang's confidants. In just a moment, the whole palace was filled with blood.

The ladies of the aristocratic family screamed desperately and ran away. Xiao Qingyang's henchmen chased them with swords, grabbed them from the garden, side hall, veranda and other places, tied their hands and feet, and threw them all in the palace.

These ladies and girls have lived in peace for decades. They only study pearls and hairpins, chat and laugh at flower banquets, and comment on which husband is handsome and handsome. How have you ever seen such a big world.

For a time, the whole palace was filled with howling ghosts and wolves.

The palace maid hurriedly climbed up the royal steps, cupped her hands and said, "Your Highness, all the female family members have been captured."

Xiao Qingyang nodded: "Close the gate of Yikun Palace. Tell the Jinwu Guards outside that if you take a step without permission, I will kill one person!"

The palace maid immediately said yes.

Xiao Qingyang saw Shen Jiang pouring tea freely and knew that she was unwilling to hand over the jade seal.

Her face was expressionless: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to. Come and search the palace."

While waiting, fragile cries came from the palace.

Mrs. Wei was tied up with five flowers, her hair was crooked, and she cried: "Emperor Qingyang, today is a happy day for you and Shaoqian, you can't be so heartless! Shaoqian treats you with great affection, and the Queen loves you very much, how can you Doing such an outrageous thing?!"

Xiao Qingyang was sitting on a low table, with his ponytail tied high and his sword raised domineeringly.

She picked up a cup of royal wine, shook it gently, and sneered: "Love deeply? Do you love me?"

She had no idea.

Wei Chuchu knelt beside Mrs. Wei and cried: "Princess sister-in-law is really heartless. After today we are a family, but you did such a thing...Princess sister-in-law, it's not too late for you to look back. Please tell the Queen and me quickly." If you admit your mistake, they will definitely not argue with you!"

Xiao Qingyang raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

The crystal wine rolled down the corners of her red lips and slipped into the snow-white collar.

She came here wearing white clothes today, and she had already made plans to die in return.

All she wanted was justice.

Her mother never loved her.

Except for Xiao Zizhong, the third emperor's brother, the queen mother never loved any other children.

She still remembered the scene when her second brother traveled all the way back to Chang'an to visit his mother.

She was still young at that time and happened to come over to pay her respects to her mother.

The queen mother ignored her,

She just held the little cloth ball and sat behind the curtain to play by herself.

While playing, she heard the palace maid report that the prince came to say hello.

She lifted the curtain curiously, and the prince's brother was leading a young boy into the palace.

The prince's brother seemed happier than usual, and the young boy behind him was even more happy. It was Xu's first time entering the palace, and his behavior was still a bit reserved.

When they paid their respects, Xiao Qingyang realized that this young boy was the second emperor brother she had never met.

The second emperor brother knelt on the ground respectfully and looked admiringly behind the beaded curtain.

He said: "My son, Daoyan, brought a gift to my mother. I wish my mother good fortune and good health!"

He put down the long bundle on his back and carefully unwrapped it.

As if he was afraid of getting the gift dirty, he wrapped it layer by layer in coarse cloth. It took him half a cup of tea before he finally unwrapped the thick baggage with the help of the prince's brother.

She stretched out her head to look curiously.

They are two pieces of exquisite Sichuan brocade.

She bit her lip and looked at the coarse clothes worn by the second emperor brother, and then at the Shu brocade.

These two pieces of Shu brocade must have been bought by the second emperor brother frugally, right?

The second emperor brother is a man of pure filial piety.

When she was happy for her mother, she heard her mother's voice joking:

"I think these two pieces of Shu brocade are some good things. Are they worthy of your taking credit? Can't I afford to wear them? At such a young age, I don't know how to do anything else. This is a very good trick. After all, I can't do anything else. He is a wild child who grew up in a mountain city, and he really cannot get on the stage..."

The queen mother said something else, but she didn't listen.

She held the cloth ball and saw clearly that the happy little face of the second emperor brother gradually became embarrassed and gloomy. His hands hanging by his legs were clutching the hem of his robe, and the veins on the back of his hands popped out, showing his forbearance. Extremely.

Not long after, the prince's elder brother led the second emperor's brother away.

She walked out from behind the curtain and reached out to touch the two pieces of Sichuan brocade.

The texture is soft and the weave is exquisite.

She thinks it looks good.

From behind the bead curtain, the Queen Mother's cold voice came:

"The prince is also ignorant. He is such a dirty and smelly person. He took him to the palace's bedroom without washing... and carefully scrubbed the place where he knelt. Take out the futon where he knelt and burn it. Yes, but don’t let it get dirty."

"Yes." The female officer smiled, "Although his appearance is most like that of the emperor, my slave looks at him and sees that he behaves in a reserved and petty manner. He really looks like a wild boy from the countryside. By the way, your Majesty, what should I do with those two pieces of Shu brocade?"

"Give it to the palace maid."

"Here."

As she listened to the conversation, her mind went blank for a moment.

The second emperor brother traveled thousands of miles to visit her, carrying Shu Jin on his back, but he was so disliked by her.

She sympathized with the second emperor brother.

She walked into the beaded curtain anxiously, looked at the queen dressed in makeup, and whispered: "Mother, you are wrong to do this."

"Do I need you to teach me how to do things?"

The queen mother was dressing herself, her voice was cold.

"Mother, the Second Emperor loves you, and my sons and ministers also love you..."

She stepped forward boldly, imitating the coquettish behavior of girls from aristocratic families, and gently hugged Shen Jiang's arm: "Why does the queen mother always ignore us -"

"open!"

Shen Jiang snapped.

She was young and was pushed to the ground unexpectedly.

I still remember how cold and disgusted Shen Jiang was when he glanced at her.

It was as if her hands were extremely dirty.

She cried loudly, but the queen mother remained indifferent. The face reflected in the diamond-shaped bronze mirror was stunning, but also cold to the bones. The brows and corners of her eyes were full of impatience that frightened her.

She is the only princess of Dayong.

She was supposed to be well-dressed and well-fed, but she grew up stumbling around in the palace.

The person who loved her most was not her father, the queen and her mother, but the prince and brother.

However, the prince's brother, who was so gentle, died at the hands of Shen Jiang...

The cry in the palace was loud.

Xiao Qingyang was sitting on the low table, with strong alcohol in his throat and a cold look on his face.

She glanced at the Wei family mother and daughter with a smile: "Apologise? What did I do wrong that I need to apologize to her?"

She threw away the wine cup and walked to Wei Chuchu.

She knelt down on one knee, pinched Wei Chuchu's frightened little face, and said word by word: "I am not at fault, it is Shen Jiang who is wrong, it is you who forced me!"

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