After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Xiao Yi was silent for a moment, then went to the side hall with a sullen face to see the little A Chou.

Nan Baoyi watched him go away and couldn't help but whisper: "It's weird..."

She packed up the files, just as Yunxiu led the maids to deliver dinner.

She told Yun Xiu about the matter and said, "He left without saying a word. Is he trying to scorn me? As expected, what time brings is not closeness but abandonment. The seven years in the story book This is probably the reason why it hurts."

Yun Xiu covered his sleeves and chuckled.

The girls in their family are obviously unattainable palace ladies, but when they talk, they are full of sorrow. However, the sorrow is not filled with resentment, but is as innocent and lovely as a pregnant girl.

She took the gold hairpin, tied up Nan Baoyi's long and scattered hair, and explained: "Listen, slave, Your Majesty wants you to make him a set of regular clothes with your own hands."

Nan Baoyi choked.

personally?

She can't even make a pillowcase, so how can she make such complicated daily attire?

It's been so many years, and it's true for the second brother, why didn't he just tell her if he wanted to take regular clothes, but he had to beat around the bush with her, always waiting for her to find out what he wanted.

As expected...

Nan Baoyi looked down upon it, but still secretly remembered it.

The next day, she drove straight back to Nanfu.

Coincidentally, the little cousin also came back.

The little cousin, who had always been lively and cheerful, now threw herself into the arms of her second aunt and cried hard: "He lied to me about any young couple, any deep love and righteousness! I don't care, I will make peace with him and go home." !I never want to see him again!”

Nan Baoyi was shocked.

She quickly pulled over her little cousin's personal maid: "What's going on?"

The maid's face turned pale and she whispered: "Since winter, for some reason, the Duke has been unable to sleep all night long. When he finally falls asleep, he will be awakened by nightmares. He is afraid of disturbing his wife, so he Sleeping in a separate room with my wife. At midnight last night, my wife was sleeping soundly when someone suddenly strangled her neck tightly. When she woke up, she saw the Duke of Guo in the tent with his hair spread bare and his eyes red, trying to strangle her to death! Servant! It took them a long time to pull him away..."

Nan Baoyi was even more horrified.

It must be a very uncomfortable feeling to be woken up by your sweetheart after you were sleeping soundly.

Ning Wanzhou, what happened to him?

She quickly pulled up Nan Baozhu: "Zhuzhu..."

Nan Baozhu cried hard and pointed to the mark on his neck: "I came back in the carriage just after dawn. Ning Wanzhou is a madman!"

Her skin was fair, and the red fingerprints on her neck were particularly dazzling.

Ning Fanhua pinched her handkerchief and said nervously: "My brother is not a heartless person. I think there is a misunderstanding..."

The commotion in Nanfu caused people to fall on their backs.

Zhenguogongfu.

It is already snowing in winter, and the vegetation in the garden has long since withered, and the steps are covered with a layer of dark green moss, making it look particularly green and cold in winter.

Ning Wanzhou sat on the porch.

He was barefoot, with his hair disheveled, and only wore a thin white nightgown with an open collar.

His chest full of old wounds was exposed, and the oncoming cold was extremely biting, turning his cheeks and feet red, but he seemed not to feel the pain and just sat there numbly.

He clutched a mahogany sign tightly.

The mahogany tablets are carved with ancient and complex patterns. Bonfires, gauze lanterns, flames, and city walls all combine to form an ancient totem. Even if you look at it in the daytime, it still exudes an evil atmosphere.

Ever since his sister brought this peach wood rune home and hung it on his bedside, he had seen his deceased parents every night. They stood side by side with a smile and invited him to come over and talk.

In the past, he had always been unrestrained in front of his parents, but what he regretted most now was his rebellion and naughtiness in the past.

My parents did not drink the tea served by my sister, nor did they see his upright appearance, nor did they enjoy his filial piety and humility. They left in such a hurry, on the night of his wedding.

No one knows what kind of guilt he has been carrying all these years, and no one knows how much he wants to go back to the past and say sorry to his parents.

So he lingered in that dream every night.

After the initial peace, the father and mother in the dream gradually turned into a ferocious appearance covered in blood. They angrily accused him of why he did not avenge them, and angrily forced him to kill Queen Shen immediately.

Last night in the study, he fell asleep holding the mahogany sign and entered that dream again.

By some strange coincidence, he returned to the wedding night.

He watched his parents die under random arrows with his own eyes. He could no longer suppress his hatred for Shen Jiang and wanted to strangle Shen Jiang to death...

When he woke up, what he saw was him strangling his sister's neck.

There were frightened maids on all sides.

The sister panicked and burst into tears, slapping him desperately with her weak little hands. In the end, even her struggle gradually weakened, and she was choked until she could not speak.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, and he slowly let go of his hand, falling to the ground speechless.

Now that my sister has returned to Nanfu, he is the only one left in the huge Zhenguo Palace.

He closed his eyes, his whole body shaking uncontrollably.

At this moment, the old housekeeper staggered over and said respectfully: "My lord, the groom has come back to report that he has sent his wife back to Nanfu safely. What happened to you last night? Why did you..."

He had served the Duke of Zhen for three generations, and had watched Ning Wanzhou grow up with his own eyes. He almost treated him as his own grandson and loved him.

Ning Wanzhou rubbed his eyebrows.

He ordered: "Prepare the carriage, I will go to Nan Mansion to see Madam."

The old housekeeper respectfully said yes and quickly went to prepare.

Ning Wanzhou held the mahogany sign and came to the big kitchen alone.

He dismissed several cooks, sat on the small pillar in front of the stove, hesitated for a moment, and threw the mahogany tablet into the stove.

The flames rushed up and quickly devoured the peach wood card.

Cold water is boiling in the iron pot.

Ning Wanzhou sat quietly in front of the kitchen cave with scarlet eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, the full pot of water began to boil, and the flame in the stove gradually extinguished.

Ning Wanzhou slowly raised his eyes.

The burnt firewood exuded a dark red light, and the ashes blowing against the face smelled hot.

The mahogany charm lay quietly deep in the ashes, still simple and exquisite, still intact enough to be eye-catching, and it was tempting him to take it back again.

He suddenly clenched his fists and his narrow eyes became even redder.

…

Nanfu, sleeping room in Songheyuan.

Nan Baoyi and Nan Baozhu stood outside the house, looking quietly into the house.

Grandma was sitting under the west window, counting a box of silver notes carefully.

Nan Guang stayed with her, holding rice and a spoon, and carefully fed her: "Mom, can you take a bite of the rice first and then count the money?"

The old lady smiled and put the counted banknotes into the red envelope: "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, so I have prepared New Year's money for Jiao Jiao'er and Zhu Yatou... Little girls should be pampered and buy more jewelry and silk ribbons... …”

Nan Guang snorted: "You only care about your granddaughter, not your son."

The old lady slapped him on the back of the head: "Who are you? You go to the outer room to live happily all day long. You don't even have a home anymore. How dare you mention this to me!"

Nan Guang's eyes were red.

He no longer maintains an outhouse.

He raised his sleeves to wipe his tears and patiently fed the old man: "I know, I know, I won't go to Liu Xiaomeng's place anymore. Mom, hurry up and eat, the food is almost cold..."

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