After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

I don't know how long it took, but Poinsettia pushed the fan away: "The person is saved."

Xiao Yi quickly raised his head, his eyes shining brightly.

He hurriedly stepped across the threshold before he could say thank you.

He walked quickly to the inner room and keenly caught the girl's slightly rising chest, and his tense heartstrings finally relaxed a little.

"Nan Jiaojiao..."

He said hoarsely, nervously lifting his robe and sitting on the edge of the couch.

The wound on the little girl's neck has been cleaned and wrapped with thick gauze.

She lay quietly on the hibiscus-patterned brocade quilt, except for her pale face, as if she was asleep.

Xiao Yi held her hand.

The ground dragon was slowly heating up, the tent was filled with coldness, and the little girl's hands were cold.

He breathed out warm air into his palms lovingly and slowly warmed her hands.

He stared at her and thought to himself, there is nothing more gratifying in the world than finding something lost.

His eyes were still red, but he didn't want to cry in front of her.

"Nan Jiaojiao——"

He had a lot to say, but the moment he called her name, tears burst out uncontrollably.

He covered his face with his hands, trying his best to suppress the palpitations and panic in his heart, and suppressing the urge to burst into tears.

He is afraid.

When he saw the little girl bleeding a lot, he was so scared that his heart was about to beat out. He felt like his sky was about to collapse!

Xiao Yi calmed down for a long time before putting down his hands and looking at the girl on the couch again with red eyes.

He bent his thin lips with great effort, stretched out his hand to smooth away the broken hair on her forehead, and said in a gentle voice like coaxing a child: "Fortunately nothing happened, fortunately nothing happened... We Nan Jiaojiao are blessed."

Reward……

Poinsettia, wearing a blue Taoist robe, stood quietly under the eaves, quietly listening to Xiao Yi's comfort and confession.

He looked up at the dark and cold sky.

The snow is still falling, and there is no end in sight.

Good people will be rewarded with good things, and bad people will be rewarded with evil consequences. This is something only a child would believe.

The world is not black and white, evil people may not get evil rewards, and good people may not die well. What fate did those loyal ministers in history, such as Bigan in the Shang Dynasty and Wu Zixu in the Spring and Autumn Period, end up with?

He knew that the junior sister was wronged and even more innocent, but if sacrificing her could bring peace and prosperity to the world, he would be willing to sacrifice her.

As a senior brother, he was cruel in his methods.

But as Dayong's Imperial Master, he was not wrong.

Poinsettia closed her eyes.

After calming down, he whispered: "Go to the palace and fetch the crown prince and the little princess. I have my own uses."

When the guards went to pick him up, Nan Baozhu and Ning Wanzhou came over in a hurry.

The two went to Nanfu first, but failed to find anyone. After asking Tianshu for information, they found out that something had happened to Nan Baoyi and that he was traveling in Jinling.

The two men rushed into the inner room in a hurry.

Seeing that Nan Baoyi was still alive, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

Nan Baozhu was already weak from crying. She covered her mouth with a handkerchief, turned around and punched Ning Wanzhou hard: "Fortunately, everything is fine. What if something happens to Jiaojiao? What if something happens to me..."

She and Jiaojiao have been like twins over the years. If Jiaojiao were to die, she would be heartbroken!

Ning Wanzhou did not evade or dodge, and received the punch honestly.

His eyes were red, and he knelt down decisively in front of Xiao Yi. He held up the narrow knife in both hands and confessed honestly: "Queen Shen was killed by a humble minister... Please forgive me!"

Xiao Yi tucked Nan Baoyi into bed.

Thousands of emotions passed through his eyes as he glanced at him, but they finally calmed down slowly.

Shen Jiang murdered Ning Wanzhou's parents on his wedding night.

It is human nature for him to want revenge.

If it were him, he would also like to kill Shen Jiang with his own hands.

Xiao Yi said slowly: "You should be glad that she is still alive, otherwise, I will not let you go easily. She has lost too much blood and needs to rest. You can go back home."

He told them to go back home, but without seeing Nan Baoyi get better with his own eyes, how could the two of them leave Jinling Tour with peace of mind.

Full of guilt, Nan Baozhu and Ning Wanzhou asked Xie Alou for a room and planned to stay here tonight.

It's just that it's hard to sleep tonight.

Nan Baozhu sat beside the smoke cage. The dancing charcoal fire could not give her any warmth. What came to her mind repeatedly was her sister's pale and pitiful face.

She raised her hand to rub her cheek and looked at Ning Wanzhou who was beside her in a daze: "What's going on? You are not an impulsive person, so you would not kill Queen Shen at all costs. You have been uneasy for the past month. , but is it related to Queen Shen? What on earth did you hide from me? "

Ning Wanzhou was exhausted.

He hugged Nan Baozhu in silence.

Smelling the sweet fragrance of the girl, his heart was still filled with panic and guilt.

Nan Baozhu let him hold her, and she could almost clearly feel his trembling and fear.

Her heart softened and she patted his back: "I know that after Agu and the others left, you always wanted to support the Zhenguo Palace alone. You refused to show your weak side. You always wanted to protect him with an upright attitude. I...but Wanwan, although I am just a weak woman, I still want to protect you! We are equal, right?"

The two of them usually live their lives in a noisy manner. They have a small quarrel every three days and a big quarrel every five days, making the Zhen Guogong Mansion a lively and lively place.

Nan Baozhu rarely said such heart-wrenching words. Ning Wanzhou was very moved when he said these tonight.

So he only hesitated for a moment and told everything.

From Huo Qi to the Vulcan Card, from the Vulcan Card to the illusion of his parents created by it, there is no hiding anything.

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head deeply: "You all blame me. If I hadn't broken into the cold palace without permission, how could she have obtained the sword, how could she have had the opportunity to kill herself..."

Nan Baozhu finally understood the reason.

It turned out that that night, he wanted to strangle her to death because he was bewitched by the Vulcan Card.

She breathed a sigh of relief and held Ning Wanzhou's face: "I can't blame you entirely. I am very grateful that you are willing not to kill Queen Shen for Jiaojiao. Wanwan, thank you!"

That was a blood feud that killed his parents!

How should he restrain himself, how should he care about the lives of others, so as not to kill Shen Jiang?

The firelight of the fumigation cage danced.

Nan Baozhu leaned on Ning Wanzhou's shoulder and said worriedly: "I hope Jiaojiao will wake up tomorrow morning... We have made an appointment to go to Shen Mansion to have tea with Boss Han in a few days. She likes sisters' get-togethers very much. She must be safe and sound!"

In the middle of the night, Jinling Tour was still brightly lit.

While Xiao Yi was guarding Nan Baoyi, Poinsettia came in.

He glanced at Xiao Yi.

The room had warmed up, and the snow on Xiao Yi's body gradually melted, soaking half of his clothes. There was a pool of melted water under his boots, which looked very cold and biting.

He said: "Ask the servants to prepare hot water. You go next door to take a bath and change your clothes."

Xiao Yi shook his head.

He felt uneasy without seeing Nan Jiaojiao wake up with his own eyes.

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