After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Outside the bead curtain.

Nan Jing asked curiously: "His Royal Highness's favorite person is Dayong's beauty? I don't know who?"

Chu Huaixiu did not answer.

There was a low gasp coming from the curtain.

After a long time, Chu Huaixiu was satisfied and said, "Clean your hands."

The maids kneeled respectfully in front of the bed with basins in hand.

Another maid came in and said in a respectful voice, "His Royal Highness, Prince Jing is asking to see you."

Chu Huaixiu hadn't spoken yet, but Nan Jing's brows were full of pride: "Xiao Yi begs for an audience? He must have heard that His Highness was canonized as a prince, so he came here to show his loyalty to His Highness. Please come in, I think Look at what he looks like when he is servile."

Chu Huaixiu sat on the side of the couch and washed his hands, smiling at Nan Jing's fox and pretending to be a tiger without saying a word.

Xiao Yi was led into the inner room by the maid.

Bead curtains and curtains rolled up one after another.

In the air, there is a faint musky smell.

After Xiao Yi came in, he didn't salute, he just lifted his robe and sat down on the armchair, and said calmly, "Come to the prince and ask for some medicine."

Nan Jing folded his wide sleeves, and his eyes were not friendly: "Xiao Yi, the one sitting in front of you is the current prince! Your attitude is so unruly, but you still look like a courtier? Why don't you kneel down?!"

Chu Huaixiu flicked his sleeves, signaling him to shut up.

He smiled gently: "What medicine does your son need?"

Xiao Yi tapped the flowers with his fingers, and said seriously, "Thousand-year-old wild ginseng."

The voice fell to the ground, and the inner room was silent.

Chu Huaixiu's hair was disheveled, and his brocade robe was loosely draped over his shoulders. He stepped on the floor with bare feet, and threw the incense sticks into the incense burner. Wisps of white smoke curled out of the celadon carved incense burner cover, blending with the rotten musk smell in the room. , making the room even more dull and heavy.

He lowered his eyes and said in a calm tone: "Xiao Qing, I do have a thousand-year-old wild ginseng in my hand. But in the world, there is only this one, and it is something that can continue life at critical times. I will give you wild ginseng, and you can give it to me. What?"

"Your Highness!"

Nan Jing was shocked: "Are you confused?! He is Xiao Yi! He has a grudge against us, how could you give him a thousand-year-old wild ginseng—"

Chu Huaixiu looked at him coldly.

The bloodthirsty and sinister eyes in his eyes made Nanjing shut up hastily.

That's right, the one who has enmity with Xiao Yi is himself.

Not Chu Huaixiu...

Xiao Yi chuckled a few times, and said casually: "You might as well cut to the chase, what does the prince want?"

Chu Huaixiu was leaning on the side of the incense burner, playing with the slender gold spoon with his fingertips, and said solemnly: "Prince Jing's son holds the military power in his hand, and his merits are as high as the master. I want you to be a minister for the rest of my life. During the period of the lonely rule, you must not seek to usurp the throne." , don’t harbor dissent.”

Xiao Yi laughed out loud.

He nodded: "Success."

Chu Huaixiu said again: "Prince Jing's son is full of tricks, in order to prevent you from being unfaithful and hopeless, you can swear on Nan Baoyi's life that you will never betray Gu, and never think about Gu's country."

Xiao Yi knocked on the flowers, Danfeng's eyes were full of disdain.

Nanyue ranks in the southwest, and its soldiers and horses are no more than one million.

There are only a few counties and counties in the territory of mountains and rivers, and he has never looked down on such a tiny place.

He said lightly: "Not only can I swear that I will never seek to usurp the throne during your rule, I can even help you send troops to defend against the enemy and expand your territory. But if you want me to be loyal to you, I have one more condition."

"What conditions?"

Xiao Yi looked at Nan Jing with a half-smile, "I want this Bei Tanhua to never be an official for generations."

Nan Jing was stunned!

These two had a good discussion, why did they bring the flames of war to him!

He quickly knelt down on the ground: "Your Highness, don't listen to Xiao Yi's rhetoric! You have been named the crown prince, and how many tricks have I made out of it, Your Highness, you can't cross the river and tear down the bridge!"

Chu Huaixiu raised his eyebrows.

One is a powerful minister holding military power, and the other is a useless aide.

He can tell which is more important.

He smiled: "Then follow what Xiao Qing said."

He also told the maid: "Go and get the thousand-year-old wild ginseng."

After Xiao Yi left, Nan Jing collapsed and fell to the ground in remorse.

If he had known that Xiao Yi was so difficult to deal with, he would have stopped jumping up and down just now!

Chu Huaixiu sat back on the couch, unfolded the portrait, and glanced at him from the corner of the eye: "You are only good at trickery and trickery, not a capable minister of the world. Although you can't be an official, but for the sake of making suggestions for you, Gu will help you Marriage to the Eldest Princess. A son-in-law is not allowed to be an official, but he is still considered as a member of the royal family. Nan Jing, you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life."

Nan Jing closed his eyes in pain.

What is a son-in-law? It is a thing in name only!

He devoted himself to Chu Huaixiu's sect, devoted himself to him with all his heart and soul, for the sake of his success as a dragon, for a comeback, and for his great power!

But in the end, how did he become a son-in-law? !

What's the difference between this and encumbrance!

However, he didn't dare to disobey Chu Huaixiu, otherwise he wouldn't even be a son-in-law.

He had no choice but to cry with a sad face, swallowing his anger and handing over his hands to thank him.

He was about to leave with the maids, but he was unwilling to do so.

Not reconciled, being suppressed by Xiao Yi for the rest of his life!

He suddenly said: "Your Highness, the 400,000 troops in Xiao Yi's hands are all in Shu County. And his power in Shengjing City is called Yulouchun, Your Highness must have heard of it."

"I've heard of it. It's a theater in name, but it's actually doing business with Bai Xiaosheng and murder."

"Exactly. There are many masters in Yulouchun, so it is an excellent place to inquire about news. If Xiao Yi is really loyal to His Highness, he should dedicate Yulouchun to you to show his loyalty, don't you think?"

Chu Huaixiu admired Wen Tong who stretched out his sleeves and danced on the scroll: "Continue talking."

"In order to completely control Xiao Yi, we can do this..."

When Nan Jing exited the inner room, his face was frightened.

No matter how rampant Xiao Yi is, he can always find a way to seize power from him bit by bit!

When he lost Yu Louchun and lost his military power, it was when he was trampled under his feet by Nan Jing!

inner room.

A light breeze blows through the window, and the curtains flutter.

Chu Huaixiu stared at the scroll, his clear and handsome face revealed obsession.

He lifted the hem of his robe and belt, half-closed his eyes, and gasped again.

The sigh left in the inner room of the boudoir seemed regretful, like madness: "Sister Crown Princess."

...

The thousand-year-old wild ginseng was quickly boiled into soup and sent to the dormitory.

Sitting under the loquat tree in the courtyard, Xiao Yi's eyes were sterner than ever before, and he couldn't imagine how he would explain to the emperor's elder brother if the emperor's sister-in-law, mother and son both died.

Nan Baoyi looked at him.

There was a palace lantern hanging on the tree, he was dressed in black and had a big cloak, and his profile was deeper than that of ordinary people. He was clearly inhumane and cold, but what she read from his eyes was gentleness and responsibility.

In his past and present lives, he was a trustworthy man.

She stepped forward and knelt down beside his knee.

She pressed her small face to his knees, and tears quietly stained his robe deeply.

Xiao Yi caressed her temple hair lightly, and said puzzled: "Okay, why are you crying?"

Nan Baoyi shook his head vigorously.

In her previous life, she had secretly complained about Xiao Yi, complaining that he always brought trouble to Gu Chongshan, and always competed with Gu Chongshan for power, which made her suffer so much.

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