After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Gu Chongshan raised his hand and pushed back the servants.

He knelt down on one knee by the side of the couch, picked up the small jar of ice cracked gold, scooped out a spoonful of pearl ointment, and gently applied it to Concubine Jiang's skin.

"It's just a bunch of trash, why should your empress be angry with them? If it gets out, it will definitely tarnish your reputation and make others misunderstand that your empress is a harsh master."

Concubine Jiang rested her elbows on the short case.

She played with a strand of jet-black hair, looked down at Gu Chongshan, and jokingly said: "Nine thousand years old tonight, he has a particularly good temper...how is the little bitch now?"

"He was rescued by Xiao Yi." Gu Chongshan's face was cold, "Young Master Jiang went to Xichang to dig someone, and Xiao Yi saw him, so..."

A bad premonition emerged in Concubine Jiang's heart, "Where's Huan'er?"

Gu Chongshan took a few steps back, knelt down respectfully, and said softly, "Your Majesty, forgive me."

It was like a thunderclap.

Concubine Jiang raised her hand to cover her heart, her beautiful face was full of disbelief.

Her voice trembled: "Huan'er, he was killed by Xiao Yi?!"

"Yes." Gu Chongshan admitted flatly, "This matter is very tricky. In the end, it was the empress who made the move first. If the trouble came before the emperor, he would only favor Xiao Yi, despise the empress for being vicious, and despise Mr. Jiang for lust. .”

Concubine Jiang's face was pale.

Her father, Jiang Taifu, had many wives and concubines, and there were many heirs in the mansion, even twenty grandsons.

But even so, Huan'er is the one closest to her among all her nephews...

"Nan Baoyi killed Xin'er of my palace, and Xiao Yi killed Huan'er of my palace. I have to settle this account with them!"

Concubine Jiang was hysterical, and angrily overturned the short case full of exquisite tea utensils.

Gu Chongshan still knelt on the spot, with his back as straight as a mountain, "It's easy for your mother to say, but Xiao Yi has an army of 500,000 in his hands. Even if your father Jiang Taifu wants to do something to him, it is not easy."

"So what about the 500,000 army? He didn't bring Shengjing!"

"But Sheng Jing hides his most elite troops."

Concubine Jiang hesitated, "What do you mean by that?"

Gu Chongshan paused, "From Shengjing, when I first went to Jinguan City, I heard of the name Yulouchun. Yulouchun, on the surface, is a theater building, but in private, it is the largest theater in Shu County. The power of Bai Xiaosheng's business can be imagined. The second time I went to Jinguan City, I stood on the cliff far away and witnessed how Xue Dingwei came to the end. An elite army surrounded him, and the leader of the army , it is Yu Louchun's boss, Han Yanliang."

"You mean..." Concubine Jiang was surprised, "Yulouchun is actually an army of scouts, and they are loyal to Xiao Yi?"

"Yulouchun came to Beijing at the same time as Xiao Yi, and Xiao Yi bought the theater himself. In addition, there is news that Yulouchun's boss, Han, is inextricably linked with Xiao Yi's white-clothed staff surnamed Shen." relationship. The slaves venture to guess that they are probably plotting something."

Concubine Jiang Gui fell into deep thought.

After a while, her red lips parted slightly: "Raising soldiers and horses privately is not the same thing as being in charge of soldiers and horses recognized by the state...Xiao Yi, this is conspiracy."

She felt that she had grasped Xiao Yi's handle.

She glanced at Gu Chongshan, "Serve me to dress up, I want to see the emperor."

She came to the old emperor's bedroom.

The emperor had just finished soaking in the hot water bath, and sat comfortably on the soft couch, flipping through his scriptures.

The last time I went back to Jinguan City in a hurry, I didn't have time to watch a few more scenes of Yulouchun.

Now that Yulouchun has moved to Shengjing, he can finally feast his eyes.

He has already made up his mind, this time he will be the host, and Brother Maomao will be invited to watch a play, listen to music and go shopping in Hualou.

They are sure to have a great time.

"emperor!"

A whisper came from outside the bead curtain.

The old emperor hurriedly took the memorial and hurriedly covered the script.

He was pinching his little beard in a daze, and turned a page of the memorial seriously, "My concubine is making such a loud noise, why is that?"

Concubine Jiang has sharp eyes.

After stepping in, he saw a corner of his notebook exposed under the memorial.

She chuckled, "Your Majesty, my concubine is not a courtier. You can watch whatever you like, and my concubine won't nag you. Why are you so cautious?"

"cough."

The old emperor blushed inexplicably.

He took out the storybook like a baby, "This is Chen Ci's newly written excerpt called "Ten Years Later, My Ex-Husband and I Reunited After a Broken Mirror". On the day of the official opening in Spring, this play will be performed for the first time. I plan to make an appointment with my best brother, ride my beloved little white horse, and go to the play together.”

Concubine Jiang's eyes changed color.

She had come to complain.

However, since the emperor wants to go to Yulouchun in person, why not let him see with his own eyes that Xiao Yi hid his private soldiers there.

In this way, it is better to punish the crime on the spot.

She made a good plan, and leaned into the old emperor's arms coquettishly, "Your Majesty, watching a play is so interesting, of course you should be with the woman you love. Isn't this concubine more charming than Nanguang?"

The old emperor showed hesitation.

To be reasonable, Concubine Jiang Gui is really funny.

What's more, I'm old, where is the coquettishness?

Seeing his silence, Concubine Jiang's expression was a little subtle.

She was so angry that she pushed the old emperor with a small temper, and left the bedroom angrily.

The old emperor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Women are scary.

It's still funny Brother Hat.

Speaking of which, I heard that Brother Mao Mao's big house can be furnished in two days. Brother Mao Mao's moving is a big deal, and he has to come with the ceremony...

Tonight is the Lantern Festival.

The streets of Shengjing were decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the government even built a majestic lantern building, which was as bright as daylight from a distance.

Vendors sell all kinds of rice balls and flower cakes, and there are countless tricks such as walking on stilts, playing waist drums, and running dry boats. The most popular one is naturally playing dragon lanterns.

They dragged long dragon lanterns, played double dragons and pearl tricks, and crossed the busy long street with the lion dance team. Children rushed to pluck the golden hair on the lion.

Scholars and beauties took to the streets one after another, under the lanterns, their temples and clothes were fragrant, and their eyebrows were affectionate. The Shangyuan Night in Shengjing is a day of reunion and an opportunity for young people to rejoice.

The spacious and luxurious carriage slowly drove through the middle of the street.

The large fox fur was spread out on the ground.

Xiao Yi held Nan Baoyi in his arms, his brows were calm.

The little girl is still awake.

It's soft in my arms, like a doll in colorful clothes.

He remembered how lonely and desolate her eyes were when she walked towards that dark palace alley, as if frozen thousands of miles away, lifeless.

Nan Jiaojiao, what have you been through?

His eyes were dim, and he stretched out his hand to roll up the fine bamboo curtain.

The liveliness outside dissipated the solemn atmosphere in the carriage.

The girl nestled in his arms slowly opened her eyes.

Thin white hands unconsciously grabbed Xiao Yi's clothes.

She watched the bustling city outside the carriage and said softly, "Second brother, I don't like the imperial palace."

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