After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Ning Wanzhou did not let go of the bowstring, but fear flashed across her eyes.

He was surrounded by his people, but the emperor's uncle appeared quietly...

Everyone said that the emperor's uncle was no longer the brave and capable overlord he had been in the past, but tonight, he felt an irresistible pressure from the emperor's uncle.

Eyes facing each other.

Xiao Yu called: "Wanzhou."

Ning Wanzhou's hand holding the bowstring tightened, her eyebrows were stained with pain, and she said in a deep voice: "Uncle Huang, she killed my father and my mother-in-law."

Xiao Yu closed his eyes.

Of course he knew all the crimes Shen Jiang had committed.

But……

The source of all crimes is because of him.

His failure to protect her back then had already made him regret it for the rest of his life. He couldn't watch her die.

He held Ning Wanzhou's bow and arrow and said in a hoarse voice: "I will make up for all the sins she committed after pacifying the world. I will accept the punishment for her. Wanzhou, can you let her go?"

Ning Wanzhou's face was full of ferociousness.

He took two steps back and sternly said: "It was your sister who died! Make up for it? What can uncle do to make up for it?! Maybe you can give me a high official and a generous salary, but can you make my mother-in-law come back to life?! Can you make me Will Aniang drink the tea served by Baozhu himself?! If not, what’s the use of me asking for a high official and a generous salary?!"

He was hysterical.

He had endured it for two full years.

Day and night in Northern Xinjiang, he wiped his sharp blade and hated Shen Jiang.

He is not afraid of the hardships in the army, nor is he afraid of the desert and sandstorms in northern Xinjiang.

He just wants to develop his skills and return to Chang'an to take revenge on Shen Jiang!

He grabbed the bow and arrow and aimed at Shen Jiang again without hesitation——

"Wanzhou..." Xiao Yu whispered, "She and Nan Baoyi planted twin Gu. If you kill her, Nan Baoyi will die too. Otherwise, why do you think Ayan hesitated on the Golden Bird Stage?" ?”

His voice was soft, with helpless sadness.

He wanted to touch the boy's head for comfort, but felt he was not qualified.

Across the courtyard full of flowers and trees, Ning Wanzhou stared intently at the graceful purple figure.

The hand holding the bow and arrow couldn't stop trembling slightly, the color of his lips faded, and his beautiful and handsome face was full of reluctance.

Such a good opportunity...

Shen Jiang was having a banquet in the hall without any precautions, and the restaurant was surrounded by his confidants.

Such a good opportunity...

His breathing began to quicken, and the arrow aimed and missed again and again, until a layer of cold sweat broke out on his palms, and until the figures of his father, mother, and Nan sisters appeared alternately in his mind, he still couldn't make up his mind.

"My lord!"

A clear female voice suddenly came.

A little maid came over in a hurry and said respectfully: "My lord, my wife has just woken up. She didn't see you, so she went to find Miss Nan Wu for a drink. The slaves are almost unable to stop her!"

Ning Wanzhou was covered in sweat.

When the wind blows, it becomes very cold.

I don’t know how much time passed,

The bow and arrow suddenly fell to the ground.

Ning Wanzhou slowly lowered his hands.

The palm of the hand was bruised and bleeding from the bow string, and the fingers were dripping red.

He lowered his head, his deep and beautiful brows full of reluctance.

But so what if you don't want to be reconciled...

He could no longer hold the bow.

With red eyes, he turned and walked towards his residence.

The confidant guard was stunned: "My lord?! The old lord's hatred——"

Ning Wanzhou has gone far.

The confidants stamped their feet fiercely and had no choice but to retreat with the guards unwillingly.

Xiao Yu leaned over and picked up the bow and arrow.

The river wind blew away the dark clouds, and the bright moon was bright on the small islet in the center of the river, and the flowers and trees were like clouds.

Shen Jiang appeared under the flower tree.

She lazily broke off a flower: "I didn't take his father seriously when he was alive, so how could he kill me? Why did you come out and pretend to dissuade me? Do you want me to accept your love?"

Xiao Yu handed the bow and arrow to his entourage.

He looked at Shen Jiang: "In these years, I have been on the throne, but I have never cared about you. I have allowed you to do whatever you want, and I have allowed you to dominate the country. I thought you would look back when you had enough, but I didn't want to turn you around. His ambition grew bigger and bigger, leading to the current situation."

"Indulge me..." Shen Jiang tasted these three words and sneered, "I clearly took the power from you, so how come you are indulging me?"

The sound of surging river water could be heard in the distance.

The flowers and trees are in full bloom.

Shen Jiang opened his arms and raised his chin domineeringly: "I don't care that the country is devastated, nor do I care that the people are displaced. All I want is that you live in regret for the rest of your life! Xiao Yu, do you regret it now?"

She was stunningly beautiful, but her eyes were full of madness.

Xiao Yu looked at her quietly.

After a while, he stepped forward and gently brushed away the petals from her temples.

His fingertips rested on her cheek. He lowered his eyes and said in a low and caring voice: "Ajiang, you have always hated Jiangnan, so why bother yourself and follow Yuchi Changgong? How about you come back to Chang'an with me? I will take the blame for your sins. You bear it. I will repay the life debt you owe for you. I just want you to live well..."

There were mixed emotions in his eyes.

There is guilt for the deceased, sadness for the past, resentment and helplessness towards Shen Jiang, and the determination to protect her and love her.

Shen Jiang brushed his hand away and took two steps back with a cold face.

She stared at Xiao Yu.

At this time, the petals were like falling snow, falling gently on his robe, and the moonlight danced between his eyebrows, making him look as gentle as jade.

He gradually coincides with the man playing the piano on a snowy night in his memory.

She shook her head quickly, forcing herself to forget such thoughts.

She is really crazy. How could the person she has hated for so many years be Zhaonu?

He is anything but!

After persuading herself in this way, her expression became even colder: "What happened now, neither you nor I can look back. Xiao Yu, do you still remember what happened when you were young? When we joined forces, we were invincible on the battlefield. Now I really want to know , who is better between you and me? It’s time to end the years of grudges. You fight for the country, and I come for Zhaonu. Xiao Yu, after tonight, we will see you on the battlefield."

She turned and left.

The movement here had already attracted Yuchi Changgong and others. When they saw her walking towards the river, they followed her one after another.

Xiao Yu couldn't keep him.

He coughed violently and stretched out his hands to hold on to the tree trunk. His body, which had been drained of blood for more than twenty years, finally couldn't support it and squatted down. His face was pale and his shoulders were shaking violently, as if the oil was about to run out.

"Ajaan..."

He murmured, his eyes full of emotions.

…

There is a building in the back garden.

A group of officials stepped out of the threshold with gloomy faces.

They finally compromised with Xiao Daoyan.

They wanted to agree verbally for the time being, and then turn around and deny it after returning to Jiangnan. Who knew that Xiao Daoyan was more sophisticated than they thought, and actually forced them to sign a document with their own hands, and even pressed their fingerprints!

Well, not only did they fail to send their daughter into the harem, they also failed to help the family's future!

Nan Baoyi stepped into Baoxia.

The handsome-looking man was sitting under the lamp, slowly arranging documents.

She said crisply: "Second brother!"

Xiao Yi raised his head, his calculating expression turning into tenderness in an instant.

He held her little hand and pulled her into his arms, and touched her little face familiarly: "Can we have dinner?"

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