After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The river is surging.

Nan Baoyi had washed herself and was sitting on the bank of the river.

The strong wind in the river ruffled her long hair.

Her face was pale and her eyes were red, staring intently at the salvage fleet in the distance. Her eyes were filled with tears, which were almost uncontrollable as they rolled down.

She raised her sleeves and wiped her tears: "Zhuzhu, I'm afraid..."

Nan Baozhu held her hand, trying to bring her some warmth with the warmth of his palm: "The little princess Jiren has her own destiny, and nothing will happen to her. What's more, Shen Xiaolangjun is so smart. With him here, he will definitely not let her go. Something happened to the little princess!"

Han Yanliang took a thick cloak and put it on Nan Baoyi's shoulders.

She said seriously: "Nan Xiaowu, what's the use of crying here? If you catch the cold, it will only cause trouble. Come back to the military camp with us and drink a cup of warming ginger soup. Keeping yourself healthy is the most important thing . To put it bluntly, even if the little princess is gone, you can still give birth to another child, right?"

Nan Baozhu, who was comforting his sister, looked at her in surprise.

Boss Han is crazy, what nonsense are you talking about!

Nan Baoyi's eyes became even redder, tears welled up rapidly, and her thin shoulders trembled violently.

She grabbed Han Yanliang's sleeve, raised her head and asked, "Boss Han, did you get any inside information?! Is A Chou gone?!"

Nan Baozhu winked at Han Yanliang desperately, trying to tell her to choose something nice to say.

Han Yanliang frowned.

She was born in Tianshu, and her rationality told her that if such a small baby fell into the vast river, there would be no chance of survival.

She couldn't bear it: "No news has come from the river yet. It's been so long -"

"No news is the best news."

Nan Baozhu interrupted her decisively, with firm eyes: "My intuition has always been very accurate. Trust me, nothing will happen to the little princess!"

As soon as he finished speaking, excited shouts suddenly came from the distance.

Han Yanliang looked at it and was stunned: "The battle over there is over... we won!"

Countless soldiers surrounded Xiao Yi and were riding towards this side.

Flags are flying.

Countless helmets, flowers, sachets and other objects were thrown into the sky with excitement. They shouted "The Emperor is Mighty" and knelt down on both sides of the road Xiao Yi passed by like pilgrims.

Just after the battle between the north and the south, with the death of Yuchi Qinghuan, the emperor led the troops with high morale. The southern troops killed lost their temper and dispersed. The rest who did not escape also surrendered.

They looked up eagerly at the man on horseback.

He is only twenty-five years old.

Even though he was covered in blood, you could still see that he was young, upright, and handsome.

He was the second emperor to unify the north and the south in more than two hundred years!

Xiao Yi seemed unable to hear the mountains of excited shouts from all directions.

He pulled on the reins and only stared at the thin figure on the river bank.

Nan Jiaojiao...

Gradually, we got closer.

He saw the little girl's black hair flying,

Almost crying, Danfeng's eyes were as red and swollen as walnuts, and crystal clear tears hung on her pointed chin. When the wind blew, they stained her clothes.

Xiao Yi's heart felt like a knife piercing his heart.

He turned over and dismounted, quickly stepped forward without saying a word, and took the little girl into his arms.

Nan Baoyi cried hard in his arms, like a child who made a mistake: "Second brother... A Chou fell into the river. I was so afraid that something would happen to her... I, I didn't lose her on purpose..."

I have seen many cases.

Because of the death of their child, the couple turned against each other and hated each other.

She doesn't want to be separated from her second brother.

She stayed in Jiangnan for almost a year.

With great difficulty, she finally expected to take A Chou home with her...

She wants to reunite her family!

She raised her little face that was red from crying: "Second brother, grandmother and father have not even hugged our little A Chou! I don't want A Chou to stay here, I want to take A Chou home..."

Xiao Yi lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

He said: "I promise that nothing will happen to A Chou. The wind is strong on the river. Can you and Nan Baozhu and the others go back to the military camp to rest first? Leave the rest to me. Nan Jiaojiao trusts my ability, so Like those past years, isn’t it?”

Nan Baozhu's tears gathered on her eyelashes.

She stared at Xiao Yi.

The man had just returned from the battlefield, with shocking blood stains on his body. His fine armor was in pieces. He must have been seriously injured.

He was seriously injured, but he still held on.

All for her and little A Chou.

Nan Baoyi felt very sad.

She took out a small handkerchief and carefully wiped Xiao Yi's cheek clean.

She held back her tears and nodded obediently: "I won't hinder the second brother from doing business..."

Nan Baozhu next to her breathed a sigh of relief and quickly helped her walk to the military camp.

Xiao Yi watched her go away. The little girl looked back three times with each step. Her eyes were as red as a rabbit, and the tears on her face made him feel distressed.

It wasn't until she finally walked away that he held his chest and spat out a mouthful of dirty blood on the ground.

Shiku was worried: "Master, your injury..."

Xiao Yi wiped the blood stains on his lips nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter."

He looked towards the river.

Shi Yan, who was in charge of the rear, came over to report: "Forty ships were sent to search. After searching for two full hours, there was still no result. Shen Dazai was so sad that he fell into coma many times. He just woke up and said that he wanted to help Shen Yichao. Prepare for the funeral..."

Two hours...

The best search and rescue time has long passed.

Reason told Xiao Yi that little A Chou and Shen Yichao might have died together.

But Nan Jiaojiao's heartbroken face appeared in her mind.

She hasn't given up yet, how could he give up.

He took off his fine armor and strode towards the river: "Instruct all the warships to participate in the search and rescue. We will see the dead and the corpses. I want to see Shen Yichao and the little princess before dark today."

Saying this, I couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope in my heart.

In the past, by the Minjiang River, they also said that Nan Jiaojiao might be gone.

But in the end, didn't he find her?

Nothing will happen to his little princess.

…

Military camp tent.

The screens were spread across the tent, and the heat of the ginger soup filled the tent, making it particularly warm and refreshing.

Nan Baoyi held a cup and sat on the couch blankly.

She lowered her eyes and took a sip of the ginger soup, keeping her ears open to listen to what was going on outside, fearing that she would miss the news that Xiao Yi had returned with little A Chou.

Nan Baozhu stayed by her side and comforted her: "How long have you not slept? Your eyes are all blue and black, and it makes people feel distressed just to see them. Just leave them alone and have a good sleep."

Nan Baoyi wanted to speak, but as soon as she spoke, she couldn't help crying.

She lay on Nan Baozhu's shoulder and choked: "How can I sleep... Zhuzhu, I'm worried about little A Chou and my second brother..."

"You're worried about them, but I'm worried about you." Nan Baozhu patted her on the back, "Why don't I just stay in Chang'an? Why do I have to travel thousands of miles to the south of the Yangtze River just to take care of you? You are my little one You are an ugly mother, but you are also my biological sister. In my eyes, no one in the world is as important as you. Jiaojiao, just for my sake, you should lie down and rest for a while, okay?"

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