After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Nan Baoyi sat upright slowly, with tears in his eyes that he couldn't shed.

After a while, she choked up: "I will work hard..."

After staring at the guqin for a while, she looked at Xiao Yi tangled, "But second brother, my master ran away in anger, who will teach me how to play the piano?"

Nan Baoyi never expected that Xiao Yi would teach her to play the piano himself.

The boy sat behind her, put his hands around the piano platform, and held her hand seriously.

His palms are long and slender with distinct joints, the spring sun shining through the window falls on his fingertips, his hands are glowing with luster, as beautiful as carved white jade.

The melody is like mountains and rivers, so his piano skills should be excellent.

And his clothes were dyed with a cold and sweet water wood fragrance, which smelled very clean and pleasant.

Nan Baoyi likes Xiao Yi like this very much.

She concentrated her energy and used a thousand times of energy to learn the art of piano.

Xiao Yi gradually lost his mind.

The little girl nestled in his arms, exuding a faint fragrance of hibiscus flowers all over her body.

The hands held in the palms were delicate and soft, and the little fingers were always raised delicately. As he plucked the strings, the crispy pink fingertips seemed to be scratching the tip of his heart, which made him unable to concentrate at all.

For the eighteen-year-old boy, for the first time, he had different thoughts about the opposite sex.

I want to kiss her fingertips, I want to pinch her little face, I want to hear her call my brother sweetly and softly...

He has read a lot of books and thinks he has mastered thousands of emotions in the world, but in this afternoon full of spring sun, he can't face up to his own heart.

Could it be that the elder brothers in the world have such feelings towards their younger sisters?

The tune builds to a climax.

However, Xiao Yi played several wrong tunes one after another.

Nan Baoyi faintly heard something was wrong, and looked up at him hesitantly, "Second brother..."

Xiao Yi's expression was as usual, "You are too stupid, you played a few wrong tunes."

Nan Baoyi: "..."

I really want to hit the powerful minister with a mallet!

It was finally time for dinner. Nan Baoyi, who had been hungry for a whole day, finished three bowls of rice and six dishes, even the soup base, almost as if the leaves were blown by the autumn wind!

She washed her face, picked up the paint and ran to the big study, begging Xiao Yi to teach her how to paint.

She studied meticulous painting.

An hour later, she was already very sleepy, but thinking about the Huachao event and the scenery of Nan Yan's previous life, she could only grit her teeth and learn to play chess with Xiao Yi holding the chess record.

It was late at night.

A dense spring rain falls outside the west window, the sound of plantains, and a little candlelight is reflected on the Goryeo paper on the window lattice, faintly reflecting two silhouettes.

Nan Baoyi sat cross-legged, staring at the black and white criss-cross chessboard, so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, his little head lit like a chicken pecking at rice, and he was still vaguely thinking about how to play the score.

Xiao Yi rested his stomach with one hand, and a cup of wolfberry tea in his hand had already cooled down.

He glanced at the hourglass, and reached out to clean up the mess on the chessboard.

The chess score he gave Nan Jiaojiao is the best chess score in the world, if you practice the score well, you can easily win against ordinary women.

It's just that the little girl is still not used to the study schedule he made.

She is so squeamish, it is not easy to be willing to learn these hours.

Although it's not yet the prescribed time to go to bed, but for the sake of the first day, let her go, and it won't be too late to work hard tomorrow.

He picked up Nan Baoyi and walked towards the bedroom.

dawn the next day.

The sky is white, and the new leaves in the garden are like emerald greens. This spring's peonies are piled up with colorful colors. The sun shines through the window, casting the shadows of mottled flowers on the vermilion corridor.

When the chickens dance, the scenery is very beautiful.

Xiao Yi leaned on the outside of the Babu bed, admiring the arched bedding, and said lazily, "Nan Jiaojiao, get up and study."

Nan Baoyi nestled warmly in the depths of the quilt, "It's not yet dawn, why are you arguing... If you make more noise, your monthly payment will be deducted."

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows, and unceremoniously lifted the quilt.

Chill to the bone.

Nan Baoyi shivered from the cold.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes coquettishly, and reached out to grab the quilt, "Lotus leaf, you are becoming more and more dishonest. If you disturb my sleep again, I will really deduct your monthly payment!"

But he couldn't move the quilt.

She opened her eyes.

The young man in the tent had red lips and white teeth, a smile that was not a smile.

She straightened up and sat up suddenly, "Why are you on my bed?!"

After shouting, he found that this was Xiao Yi's bedroom.

Her cheeks were flushed, she swung her tail with a green dragon move, and crawled into bed!

She rolled into a ball under the blanket, holding her hot face, her eyeballs rolling around nervously.

She said in a low voice, "Last night—"

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