After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

In this world, there is finally one more person who loves him.

Wen Tong said softly: "This is tea boiled in snow water. I personally wiped off the plum petals with the stag tail. There is only a small pot in total. The tea is Junshan Silver Needle. I think it should be able to enter the mouth of Miss Nan."

Nan Baoyi gritted his teeth secretly.

This little elf has quite a taste.

She pretended to pick up the sapphire teacup, and took a sip critically.

The aroma is tangy, and the teeth and cheeks are fragrant.

Making tea is very particular. She doesn't have a master who is good at frying tea. She has never had such a good tea...

"How?" Wen Tong asked with a smile.

Nan Baoyi coughed: "That's it, it's comparable to my maid's skill."

As he spoke, he took another sip involuntarily.

Wen Tong covered his sleeves and smiled lightly.

The little lady of the Nan family misunderstood her as Xiao Lang's concubine, but she didn't resent her in every possible way or beat and scold her because of it, she just pouted and sneered. This kind of heart is actually very rare.

The little lady is delicate and cute, and I can't complain that Xiao Lang loves her.

After Nan Baoyi finished tasting the tea, Wen Tong pointed to the cakes on the table: "I made flower cakes with plum petals and glutinous rice flour, mixed with egg yolk, milk and brown sugar, Miss Nan, try it."

Nan Baoyi glanced at the short case.

This concubine is really exquisite, a round mat woven from bamboo strips is placed on the low table, and a white glazed porcelain plate in the shape of a peach blossom is placed on the round mat.

Nan Baoyi picked up a piece and tried to put it in his mouth.

She was startled.

this taste...

It's too good!

Desserts are better than aftertaste!

She couldn't help but ate another two yuan.

After eating, seeing Wen Tong looking at her with a smile, she quickly withdrew her hand to take the flower cake again.

She has a serious face: "I have a maid who is also very good at cooking. The flower cakes she makes are much more delicious than yours, and the shape is also better than yours."

Wen Tong could hardly hold back his laughter.

The little lady of the Nan family is cuter and more straightforward than all the ladies she has ever seen.

Her innocence is really rare.

Wen Tong took oil paper and wrapped the remaining plum cakes on the plate: "I was in mourning, and I didn't eat meat for three years, and I didn't eat melons and fruit cakes for three years. I heard from Xiao Lang that Miss Nan loves sweets. These plum cakes are originally I specially made it to entertain you. If you like it, take it home and eat slowly."

She picked up the hemp rope and carefully tied up the oiled paper package.

Nan Baoyi didn't know what to say.

This woman entered the house, robbed her man, and is still pretending to show her favor here...

She rolled her eyes almost to the sky.

Out of the corner of my eye, I happened to see the calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall.

It should be written by a famous artist, and the lower script of the hairpin flower is more beautiful and clear than the post that she copied when she was young, and the ink painting of Xueluo Garden is also very strong.

She ridiculed: "These calligraphy and paintings look like the master's handwriting, did they cost Xiao Yi a lot of money?"

"It's my own handiwork.

Wen Tong followed her gaze, "If Miss Nan likes it, can I take it down and give it to you?" "

Nan Baoyi: "..."

No, I'm about to cry.

This woman is top-notch in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is also good at cooking tea.

Every one of them is singled out, and it sets off her perfectly!

The tip of her nose was sour, and she couldn't help looking at Wen Tong's stomach.

The Zen robe is wide and the moon is small, so there is no difference for the time being.

But she knew that Xiao Yi's flesh and blood was being bred there.

After only being together for a quarter of an hour, she already understood why Xiao Yi took her into his residence.

If she was a man, she would also like such a beauty!

Thinking of Xiao Yi and this beauty, on the soft pillow of the high bed, doing intimate things with her that he had never done before, Nan Baoyi felt terribly sad.

Tears filled her face, she covered her little face, and choked up as if resigned to her fate: "You are a good woman, I sincerely wish you both..."

Wen Tong turned pale with fright.

What a strange blessing this is!

She held Nan Baoyi's hand and whispered softly: "You misunderstood. I invited you here to clarify to you personally that I am not Xiao Lang's concubine, I have flesh and blood in my belly, and I am not his child. Miss Nan, I am Dayong's concubine and Xiaolang's imperial sister-in-law."

Like a thunderbolt.

Nan Baoyi's tears condensed on his eyelashes, he was dumbfounded.

This woman is not Xiao Yi's concubine, but Princess Dayong? !

She is actually Xiao Yi's sister-in-law? !

Her mind went blank.

After digesting for a long time, she connected all the clues together.

That night in the Chengle Hall, what Liuhua told Xiao Yi was probably about his sister-in-law, right?

Later, Xiao Yi frequently went in and out to sing the best of love, also to visit the emperor's sister-in-law.

Dayong's crown prince rebelled and forced the palace into a crime unforgivable. Empress Dayong offered a reward to the world to take the head of the crown princess. In order to avoid pursuers and hidden guards, Xiao Yi took the emperor's wife back to the mansion to protect her...

That's why Xiao Yi was so angry when He Ye and her insulted Huang's sister-in-law as a prostitute that day.

If Zhuzhu was called a prostitute, she would be very angry!

Everything figured out.

Nan Baoyi's eye sockets were even more moist.

It turned out that Xiao Yi shouldered so many responsibilities that she didn't know.

She was aggrieved again: "Why didn't he tell me such a big thing? But he didn't believe me?"

"How can I tell you about losing my head?"

Wen Tong wiped away her tears carefully, "Xiao Lang is a tenacious young man. When he was young, he wrote letters back to Chang'an. He never told us that he was safe. He never told us that he was not doing well. What happened to me would hurt everyone. He just Willing to bear it with all my strength. If I don’t tell you, isn’t it a kind of protection for you and your family?”

Nan Baoyi bowed his head and remained silent.

"Miss Nan, the son of the Xiao family is the most affectionate. Xiaolang can afford the family, the country, and the love of his children. He is the most trustworthy and good gentleman in the world. He really loves you. When talking to me , and often mention things about your childhood. I listen to it in my heart, and I am very happy for you."

Nan Baoyi choked, feeling sweet and sour in his heart.

She shyly said, "What did he say about me?"

"It said that you were naughty when you were young, and you always threw stones at him. It also said that when you were four years old, you accidentally peed on your skirt and stood in the garden and cried foolishly. It also said that when you were five years old, you wanted to pull the horse's tail, but you were beaten The horse kicked into the horse dung pile. At the age of six, she loved beauty and wore a head full of flowers, but she was stung by bees many times..."

Wen Tong elaborated one by one, probably thinking that the little girl was cute and interesting, and her eyes were crooked with a smile.

Nan Baoyi: "..."

His face was distorted with anger.

Let Xiao Yi die!

How can I tell my in-laws about these embarrassing things!

Is she shameless? !

The two talked for a while.

The night snow outside is getting thicker, and plum shadows are whirling.

Seeing that Wen Tong was weak and coughing badly, Nan Baoyi was afraid of disturbing her rest, so she got up and said goodbye.

Come downstairs, the lights are bright.

Xiao Yi was wearing an official robe that he hadn't had time to change, and was sitting in an armchair reading a book.

The fire light danced between his brows, he was born golden, beautiful and handsome, his phoenix eyes were as dark as the sea, probably full of love as deep as the sea.

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