After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The cold wind blew by, and the snow on the plum blossom branches fell in the corridor, making the place even more peaceful.

Shen Yichao was angered.

He held Han Yanliang's hand: "I just want to make it up to you!"

Han Yanliang lowered his eyes, and the smile on his lips disappeared little by little.

She pushed away Shen Yichao's fingers and said calmly: "Not to mention that I don't want to be someone else's wife. Even if I am willing, you will be afraid if I just call her. In the future, if she knows my existence, you Can you protect me?"

Shen Yi's handsome face showed a trace of solemnity: "I will try my best to protect you. At least, at least I won't ask you to be whipped again."

Han Yanliang slowly laughed.

Her smile was very kind, without any hint of ridicule or contempt.

After laughing, she tilted her head and straightened the jasper hairpin for Shen Yichao.

She said warmly: "Mr. Shen Xiaolang, you are strategizing and resourceful. But in terms of worldliness, you are still just a child. Thank you for accompanying me for two years. In the future, you and Wei Chuchu will go on a good journey. Don't regret it. , let alone look back. I wish you the title of Marquis and Prime Minister, and you will always be of the highest quality.

She rarely spoke so softly.

Like a big sister giving advice to her younger brother who is about to marry his bride.

Shen Yichao felt panic in his heart.

He felt something was quietly breaking between him and Han Yanliang.

It's like flooding, irreversible.

He clasped Han Yanliang's hand again, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and there was a hint of begging on his handsome face: "Yan Liang..."

"Let go."

Han Yanliang's attitude was firm.

Shen Yichao breathed hard.

The beauty in front of her has an unruly and indifferent posture.

It made him realize how humble and humiliating he was now.

The arrogance of the aristocratic family in his bones was quietly at work. With a sullen face, he finally slowly let go of his hand.

He took two steps back.

He frowned, bowed to Han Yanliang, turned around and left in despair.

Nan Baoyi watched him go away before walking to Han Yanliang's side.

Boss Han's face was pale, his eyes full of sadness, and he stretched out his hand towards the corridor.

The cold wind blew the snow onto her palms.

With the warmth in the palm of my hand, those snow flakes quietly turned into nothingness and water stains.

The sadness in Boss Han's eyes disappeared as the snowflakes melted.

I'm almost relieved.

Nan Baoyi took out a handkerchief, carefully wiped the palms of Han Yanliang's hands, and whispered: "Now that you have decided to break up with Shen Yichao, why are you still staying in the Shen Mansion? Shen Yijue behaves rigorously, you want to find out from him News, it’s so hard.”

Han Yanliang smiled and pinched her cheek: "Did you hear those words just now?"

"Yeah. It's not worth it for you."

"It's just our love. There's nothing worth saying." Han Yanliang looked at the scenery outside the corridor, "Shen Jiang has 300,000 Jinwu guards under his command. One hundred thousand are stationed in the imperial city, and two hundred thousand are stationed in the city. Outside. I want to steal Jin Wuwei's calling token from Shen Yijue.

"

"In case of discovery..."

"If you die for the Xiao royal family, you will have no regrets even if you die."

…

After the birthday banquet, a female official came to the palace.

It was Shen Jiang's female official who asked Nan Baoyi to come into the palace.

Nan Baoyi said goodbye to Zhen Guogong and his wife seriously before stepping out of the Duke's mansion in a hurry.

Shi Ku drove a carriage and waited across the street. There was a thin layer of snow on the hexagonal lantern under the eaves of the carriage. He must have been waiting for her here for a long time.

Shiku waved his riding whip and said hello: "Mr. Nan!"

Nan Baoyi looked at the gloomy sky covered with goose feathers and heavy snow.

With the snow so heavy, it would be better to take a carriage into the palace.

She boarded the carriage: "Did you come here specifically to pick me up?"

"The master saw that the weather was bad and was afraid that you would catch cold on horseback, so he specially ordered the humble minister to drive the carriage over."

Shi smiled bitterly and respectfully opened the bamboo curtain.

Nan Baoyi bent down and went in.

The car is spacious and exquisite, with a small warm stove, an expensive woolen gold velvet blanket on the floor, a small couch, a low table, tea and other items.

The slender young man was reading a book by the window.

He wore a short brown shirt with a collar open, revealing his strong chest muscles. His cuffs were half rolled up, and the muscles on his arms were particularly strong.

There were iron chains and shackles on his ankles, and the wounds were scabbed.

Although he is obviously in a miserable state, his bones are still smooth and beautiful. Although he has lost a bit of the delicacy of his youth, the years have added to him a graceful and handsome look, like the blazing sun, which is something that the children of the nobles cannot hone. The beauty.

Hearing the noise, he closed the book and stretched out his hand towards Nan Baoyi: "Is the eldest princess in good health?"

"It's so good. He even lost his temper with the eunuch who delivered the order in the palace."

Nan Baoyi put her hand on his palm and was held in his arms.

He looked at Nan Baoyi and saw her leather military boots. He couldn't help but chuckle: "Jiaojiao looks more and more like a powerful minister now."

He kissed the girl's cheek and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Nan Baoyi glanced at the scroll he had left on the table.

It’s the art of war again…

The carriage slowly started and drove towards the palace.

Nan Baoyi briefly and concisely told what happened in the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion, and leaned on Xiao Yi's shoulder unhappily: "The Zhao family must have turned a deaf ear to Queen Shen summoning me to the palace. She is looking for me to settle a score. Second brother, I feel good when I'm beating people, but not so good when I'm cleaning up the mess."

Xiao Yi brushed away the broken hair from her forehead, and his fingertips lingered on her soft and white face.

He said: "Trouble is diverted from the east."

"Where to lead?"

"Zhao family."

"Second brother, I don't understand."

Xiao Yi was very patient, lowered his voice, and taught her little by little how to deal with Queen Shen.

Half an hour later, the carriage finally arrived at the palace.

Nan Baoyi stepped into Yikun Palace alone.

The bead curtain was lowered and the palace was quiet. The Zhao family had probably left.

Queen Shen was sitting in front of the makeup mirror, slowly combing her cloud-like hair.

She cupped her hands and said, "Greetings to your Majesty."

Empress Shen raised her eyebrows: "Do you still have this empress in your eyes?"

"Weichen knows that Lieutenant Zhao must have complained to the empress. But empress, Zhao Wu wanted to belittle my sister. He was injured and imprisoned. He deserves it. In Weichen's eyes, any man who bullies a woman when he sees sex will be punished." guilty!"

Queen Shen paused slightly while combing her hair.

She peered at Nan Baoyi from the mirror.

The girl is neither humble nor arrogant, and her eyebrows are firm.

She didn't know what she thought of, but a complicated look flashed in her eyes.

Her tone softened: "Lieutenant Zhao wants you to release Zhao Wu from prison, and bring Nan Baozhu to visit in person to apologize to them. Can you do it?"

"I'm sorry, my humble servants can't do it."

"presumptuous!"

The ivory comb was thrown heavily to the ground, causing countless cracks.

Nan Baoyi knelt on the ground, picked up the ivory comb, and presented it to Shen Jiang with both hands: "Wei Chen and my sister are not at fault. It is Zhao Wu's fault. Wei Chen would rather die than come to apologize!"

Shen Jiang stood up, holding her wide phoenix skirt, and stood condescendingly in front of her.

She was impatient: "Don't cause trouble to me."

Nan Baoyi was stubborn: "In the eyes of the empress, the ministers are not as important as the Zhao family, right? But if the Zhao family does not have a hundred thousand soldiers in the north, who are they? It would be great if the empress were the empress, and the empress could be justified. They will deprive the Zhao family of their military power, and even deprive them of the military power of all aristocratic families! I don’t need to be angry with them!”

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