After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

"Farewells to relatives are often sent all the way to Baqiao."

Xiao Yi held the Zhaoye Jade Lion and walked slowly and slowly: "When we send it to Baqiao, we will break off the willow branches at the end of the bridge and give them to each other, so the 'Baqiao Willow' also means parting."

The surroundings were bustling, and suddenly a scream rose into the sky, and golden fireworks bloomed instantly on the night sky. Then, countless fireworks shot into the sky, and the dark night immediately became colorful.

"So lovely……"

Nan Baoyi looked up and watched, his face filled with wonder.

Xiao Yi only looked at her.

The little girl is riding a jade lion that illuminates the night at the end of the bridge. Her face is pretty, and countless fireworks are reflected in her clear and round pupils. This is the most beautiful scenery in Chang'an this winter.

Fireworks reflected in her eyes.

And she was hidden in his heart.

He raised his thin lips and looked at the sky: "If you like, I will also set off fireworks all over the city for you on New Year's Eve. I never told you that I had already drafted the imperial edict for the queenship. I wanted to do it on New Year's Eve. I will send it to your house in time. I am just happy to see you tonight, and I want to make you happier..."

His voice was always as cold as ice.

He couldn't help but be gentle when talking to Nan Baoyi. To him, Nan Jiaojiao was the spring breeze that melted the ice. He couldn't put it down and wanted to keep the spring breeze with him forever.

Nan Baoyi's smile became sweeter as she listened to his thoughts.

After they parted ways in Shengjing, she was no longer his princess.

She really wanted to be serious and marry him again...

She was enjoying herself when pain suddenly spread in her neck.

Got stung by a mosquito?

She subconsciously reached out and touched her neck.

Under the sky full of fireworks, she lowered her head and clearly saw her hands full of blood.

She was startled.

The blood was bright red and dripped down her fingers, staining her skirt and saddle red.

She touched it again, and the warm blood was still flowing. It looked like she had been bitten by a mosquito, but rather...

Knife wound!

After a thousand turns in his mind, Shen Jiang's figure finally emerged.

Twin Gu...

Something happened to Shen Jiang...she committed suicide?

She didn't want to live alone in the cold palace. She couldn't bear the lonely years, so she managed to get a sharp knife and committed suicide in such a long night of joy...

Nan Baoyi's face was as pale as paper.

Her fingertips were trembling, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

Shen Jiang wants to die, but she doesn't want to die yet...

She had endured so many years of ups and downs, and finally settled down and stayed with her second brother for a long time. She didn't want to die...

The fear of death made the girl burst into tears.

She couldn't stop the blood in her neck, her voice was hoarse and trembling: "Second brother, second brother..."

Xiao Yi looked up.

As far as the eye can see, there is blood dripping.

There was an eye-catching stab wound on his little girl's neck.

Her hands were covered with blood and her whole body was trembling. She had already burst into tears. Her once clear and clear red phoenix eyes were as red as petals, full of fear and panic. She was staring at him as if asking for help, and she called out cautiously and expectantly: " Second brother".

At this moment, the lively fireworks and hustle and bustle in the street were far away from him.

His ears were ringing violently, his eyes were gradually becoming bloodshot, and the whole world was only a blinding red.

Shen Jiang...

It's Shen Jiang!

How could she be so selfish? !

"Nan Jiaojiao..."

He was mute.

He raised his fingertips tremblingly and slowly held the little girl's blood-stained hand.

The moment he held it, he suddenly tightened it.

He got on the horse, held Nan Baoyi tightly in his arms, held the reins with one hand, clamped the horse's belly, and galloped away in the direction of Jinlingyou.

The biting cold wind roared in his face, turning his ears red.

However, his eyes became scarleter, and his thin lips kept kissing the girl's cheeks and hair, murmuring in a low voice: "It's okay... Jiang Suihan must have a way to save you..."

The night is long.

He shouted sternly: "Go to the cold palace to stop her!"

Shiku and others who were following in secret were all excited, like crows leaving their nests, and they flew towards the palace with great speed.

The fireworks behind him are still going off.

The wrought iron wind lamp hanging on the horse's neck bounced, illuminating the fine snow blowing in the face. They fluttered and fell on Xiao Yi's temples. His eyes were moist and red, as if his head turned white in an instant.

The little girl in his arms cried hard, and the tears kept rolling down the back of his hands. They were only warm, but they deeply burned his heart.

She sobbed and begged him: "Second brother, I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."

Years of planning and years of running around.

I have not spent a day relaxing, nor have I enjoyed the warmth of laughing in front of the stove with him, nor have I had a family reunion with him as his wife.

She asked herself that in this life she was worthy of the country and the people. There were so many bad people in the world, why was she the one who died? !

Xiao Yi lowered his head and kissed her cheek.

He was obviously an eight-foot-tall man who never shed tears, but tears welled up in his eyes.

He can fight one against a hundred on the battlefield, he can depose an aristocratic family in the court, he can control the wind and rain in the world, his hands can lift the knife and play the harp, and he can hold the most prominent power in the world, but he cannot erase the memory of the woman he loves. tears.

There is heavy snow and the streets are far away.

I have never thought that the journey to Jinling is so long.

He was afraid that this thousand-mile horse could not outrun the God of Death.

He was afraid that he, the emperor of the world, would be helpless in front of the ghosts of hell.

Tears seeped into the corners of my mouth, salty and bitter.

He hugged Nan Baoyi tightly and tried to use his body temperature to prolong her life.

Zhaoye Jade Lion finally ran outside Jinling You. Because he ran too fast, he staggered and fell to his knees, throwing Xiao Yi and Nan Baoyi away.

Xiao Yi still hugged Nan Baoyi, not caring that his knees were bruised and bleeding, and ran desperately into Jinling Tour with his eyes red.

Jiang Suihan and Xie Alou were eating wine by the fire when they heard someone roaring outside, so they quickly put on their cloaks and ran out.

The wind lantern in the yard illuminated the heavy snow in the sky.

Xiao Yi hugged the girl who was covered in blood and fell to the ground with a plop. The proud and lonely emperor was like a madman with red eyes and tears, begging Jiang Suihan to save her.

Jiang Suihan didn't dare to express his anger.

He stared at the blood all over Nan Baoyi's body. He didn't bother to ask the reason. He just swallowed and muttered: "This amount of bleeding..."

Xie Alou looked anxious and pushed him: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Go and have a look!"

He was forced to fall down the steps.

Xiao Yi was panting heavily and his face was full of tears. He tremblingly pushed aside his cloak and carefully held Nan Baoyi to him.

The girl's face was as pale as paper, and her green skirt was dyed red by blood. A few locks of crow-green hair on her temples were soaked with blood and stuck to her cheeks. Her eyelashes were trembling slightly, and she was breathing weakly.

Jiang Suihan's eyes fell on the wound on Nan Baoyi's neck.

Such a deep stab wound...

The artery has been cut, and there is nothing that can be done about it even in future generations.

Seeing his pale face and dull expression, Xiao Yi roared: "Jiang Suihan, what do you mean?! You are saving people!"

Jiang Suihan's eyes were also red, and tears welled up uncontrollably.

He murmured: "Brother Xiao, Nan Xiaowu, she..."

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