After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Concubine!

Wei Chuchu and Shen Yichao's faces turned from green to white, and then from white to black.

Shen Yijue's concubine is more dignified than an ordinary official's wife!

Do they have to call Han Yanliang sister-in-law when they see her in the future?

Unexpectedly——

Han Yanliang played with the white jade and glazed wine pot, with a smile as bright as a flower and a soft voice: "The general is of noble birth and has a bright future. Yan Liang does not dare to climb high. Madam, please don't mention this kind of thing again in the future."

She actually refused.

Mrs. Shen was quite surprised: "Do you despise my concubine's position, or do you despise A Jue?"

Han Yanliang smiled: "I'm just a guilty person, how can I be disdainful? I am very grateful to the general for taking me in and treating me well. But there is absolutely no feeling between men and women in this gratitude. .Please forgive me, madam.”

Mrs. Shen was even more surprised.

She originally thought that this girl was just beautiful, but she didn't expect that she was actually very thoughtful.

Being so open and honest, he really doesn't look like a seducing vixen.

She looked at her son again.

Although Ah Jue's face remained indifferent, the hand holding the wine cup slowly tightened.

There were complicated emotions hidden in his eyes, but he quickly covered them up by drinking and said nothing more.

He knows his own son best.

Mrs. Shen understood that Ah Jue's thousand-year-old iron tree had blossomed and touched Fan's heart.

She decided to give her son the opportunity to capture beauties, so she smiled gently: "In that case, I won't force it. Miss Han can continue to stay in A Jue's yard from now on. Whatever she wants, just tell A Jue. If he refuses, Just show off to him."

Be coquettish...

Shen Yichao and Wei Chuchu looked strange.

Han Yanliang smiled softly, looked at Shen Yijue lovingly, and then Wen said yes.

The Shen family's battle finally came to an end.

Everyone in the elegant seats stared at Nan Baoyi.

Nan Baoyi was eating melon seeds leisurely when he suddenly realized that he was being watched. He almost choked with fright and quickly drank half a cup of hot tea.

She stroked her chest, cupped her hands and said with a smile: "New Year's greetings to you all! Tonight, on the Lantern Festival, I came specifically to find General Shen and wanted to ask him for two hundred Jinwu guards to assist me in handling the case."

Shen Yijue said calmly: "I have heard about Zui Huayin's murder case. If you want to call Jinwu Guard, you must have found out some clues. This matter is very involved, so I will personally follow you to handle it."

He stood up holding the knife.

Mrs. Shen quickly persuaded her to stay: "Ah Jue, tonight is the night of reunion. If you don't cultivate feelings with Yan Liang, what case will you handle?"

Yanliang...

Nan Baoyi raised his eyebrows.

It seems that Mrs. Shen likes Boss Han quite a lot, even calling him by her first name.

Shen Yijue glanced at Han Yanliang, who was peeling oranges, and said expressionlessly: "There is no love between men and women, so what kind of relationship can we cultivate?"

Nan Baoyi has pointed ears.

I heard clearly that Shen Yijue emphasized the words "love between men and women".

This cold-faced general,

I'm afraid Wo Huo is angry.

She was still in a daze, and Shen Yi was impatient: "What are you still doing there?"

Nan Baoyi said "Oh" and quickly followed him fearfully.

Shen Yijue quickly transferred two hundred Jinwu guards.

Nan Baoyi unfolded the map under the lantern, pointed at the red line and said: "At this time, the parade of hundreds of opera troops will probably arrive at this street. By then, as long as we ambush near the troops, we will definitely be able to catch the murderer!"

After she finished speaking, there was no response from Shen Yijue.

She looked up in surprise.

The general with a sinister face had his hands folded absentmindedly and was looking towards the high-rise balcony.

She followed her line of sight and saw that the Shen family was waiting to watch the Baixi Parade in the booth next to the window. Boss Han was standing in the corner, leaning forward and looking towards the street.

Her wide woven sleeves fluttered gently in the cold wind, and her side face was white and charming, like pear blossoms in early spring.

She suddenly understood and whispered: "General Shen, do you like Boss Han?"

"dislike."

Shen Yijue looked away and denied without changing his expression.

Nan Baoyi rolled his eyes and was suddenly surprised: "Shen Yichao actually touched Boss Han's hand!"

Shen Yijue's face darkened slightly.

He immediately looked up.

He didn't see his brother touching her hand, but he saw her leaning lazily, her red lips biting a strand of flowing lacquered hair on her temples, and throwing the fragrant handkerchief to him with a smile.

The fragrant handkerchief comes with the cold wind.

Tenderness fell on his palm.

He put it under the tip of his nose and smelled it. The scarf was stained with the scent of powder, which was her scent.

Shen Yijue slowly tightened his grip.

Somehow, the violence and anger that just arose in the lounge disappeared with the arrival of this fragrant handkerchief...

"Wow!" Nan Baoyi exaggeratedly held his face with both hands, "General Shen is so lucky!"

Shen Yijue still looked gloomy.

But there is some tenderness in the eyebrows.

He put the fragrant handkerchief into his arms and unfolded the map indifferently: "Mr. Nan talks about the love between his children all day long, and is too distracted to do anything. That's why he has not been able to solve the case so far."

Nan Baoyi rolled his eyes in disgust.

Is it the love between children?

Who is absent-minded?

Shen Yijue is so shameless.

Highly engraved and carved windows.

Shen Yichao stood beside Wei Chuchu and had a clear view of Han Yanliang and Shen Yijue's movements.

He commented in a low voice: "Shameless and disgraceful..."

Han Yanliang smiled but said nothing.

There was a growing commotion at the end of the street.

It's the parade's Baixi team coming over.

Nan Baoyi poked his head and looked around.

The lanterns in the distance were as bright as day, and the children shouted excitedly and kept running after the procession. The actors who opened the way pretended to be phoenixes, ligers, peacocks and other auspicious animals, scattering petals all over the sky.

Sixteen horses followed closely behind.

The horse pulls the Qixiang Pavilion. The beauty on the pavilion bends her waist and dances with water sleeves fluttering. The dancer's mask on her face adds to the mystery, like a fairy living on the clouds.

Zhao Jinghong has not been killed yet.

Nan Baoyi quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

She and Shen Yijue were distributed on both sides of the street, each leading their Jinwu guards to chase Zhao Jinghong.

At the end of the long street, the bright moon hangs high, illuminating the mountains and rivers.

Zhao Jinghong danced towards the bright moon.

She has a tall and slender figure, elegant belt, and snow-like skirt, like Chang'e who is about to fly to the moon.

Behind her, there was an endless procession, including jugglers who breathed fire and swallowed swords, troupes of dragons and lions, and countless entertainers wearing ferocious animal masks.

At night in Shangyuan, the people looked strange and strange, and the whole city was screaming and reveling.

Nan Baoyi secretly thought, there are so many people tonight, the murderer probably won't show up.

However, as soon as she had this idea, she saw Zhao Jinghong suddenly falling from the high pavilion like a beautiful gardenia petal on the Qixiangbao Pavilion!

"Zhao Jinghong!"

she exclaimed.

How could something happen to Zhao Jinghong in full view of everyone? !

She quickly pushed through the crowd and ran forward, holding Zhao Jinghong on her lap and taking off her dancer mask.

Zhao Jinghong's lacquered hair was scattered like silk, his beautiful face was pale, and red blood stains oozed from the corners of his lips. His beautiful eyes were staring at the bright moon at the end of the long street.

Such eyes, greedy and infatuated.

She stretched out her hand towards the bright moon——

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Forgot to wish everyone a happy Chinese Valentine's Day

Then I wish you all to be single after Chinese Valentine’s Day!

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