After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Han Yanliang raised his head and stared at him calmly.

He was different from Shen Yichao. Shen Yichao was pure and elegant, while he was cold and majestic.

He has a handsome appearance, but he is very aggressive. His eyebrows are domineering, his hair is meticulously combed, and he has to carry a sword even if he is wearing regular clothes. All these are strict, just like his actions and person.

She has been traveling around theaters for many years and has seen too many people.

She knew very well that Shen Yi was more abiding by the rules than his younger brother. He could take her as his concubine, but this did not prevent him from marrying another noble girl.

Unless, he is completely emotional.

Once a man like Shen Yijue falls in love, his love will be as strong as an oath of love, and he will be unable to look back.

After experiencing Shen Yichao's love tragedy, Han Yanliang never wanted to be a man's plaything again, and she never wanted to be a weakling who could be easily abandoned.

For her, men are something she must either reject completely or possess them all.

I want to conquer Shen Yijue.

Darkness like a tide flashed across the girl's eyes.

She put on an innocent yet charming smile, and put her slender fingers on Shen Yijue's shoulders ambiguously: "In the eyes of the general, what am I? A beauty? Or a plaything?"

Shen Yijue's face was expressionless: "It seems that you feel that your concubine has despised you."

"The whipping given to me by Wei Chuchu will be unforgettable in my life..." Han Yanliang stood on tiptoes and came close to Shen Yijue's ear, "General, I'm afraid."

The beauty speaks softly, with a delicate fragrance in her breath.

Shen Yijue's Adam's apple rolled.

His deep and dark gaze passed over the beauty's charming brows, and he realized very clearly that he wanted this beauty, and he wanted to conquer this beauty.

From body to heart.

He pressed Han Yanliang in front of the flower window.

He held her waist tightly with his big hand, and clasped the back of the beauty's head with his other hand. When Han Yanliang was caught off guard, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her red lips...

He had no experience and relied only on instinct. Like an invincible general, he ruthlessly captured her sweet fragrance.

Han Yanliang was forced to raise his head high.

Xingzi's eyes, which were slightly raised, were filled with astonishment and disbelief.

She thought that Shen Yijue was a ten thousand-year-old iron tree who didn't understand the charm. She never expected that this guy turned out to be a tyrant who knew how to take advantage of him!

His palms were like iron pliers, with astonishing strength.

She couldn't even break free!

His breath carried a strong offensive tone, tightly imprisoning her like a shackle.

At this moment, Han Yanliang was suddenly embarrassed and confused.

Tonight, did Shen Yijue fall into her carefully crafted gentle trap, or was she locked into a golden cage by a hunter?

No way of knowing...

In the chaos that filled the city, Shen Yijue finally ended the long and jerky kiss.

Except for the slight redness of his thin lips, his complexion remained gloomy as usual.

Han Yanliang wanted to slap him angrily, but he held his hand easily.

He raised his thumb and pressed his rough fingertips against her red lips,

It's like a famous artist stamping his seal on his favorite collection.

His voice was hoarse: "After being marked, you are my woman, don't even think about escaping."

Just as Han Yanliang was about to protest, the tall building shook violently again.

Shen Yichao grabbed her waist and jumped down from the flower window decisively.

Han Yanliang couldn't stand still, and her head hit his arms hard. She quickly rubbed her forehead in pain.

This guy's chest is so stiff and hard, it's probably made of iron!

Jianshuo is Jianshuo. If she really got on the bed, she would probably...

She gave Shen Yijue a complicated look.

Shen Yijue picked her up on his horse and galloped towards the city gate where the soldiers were stationed: "Why are you so dazed?"

Han Yanliang took it as a matter of course: "I'm wondering why you are so annoying."

Shen Yijue's face looked ugly.

He didn't understand what he had done wrong, which made her say such disgusting words.

He ordered seriously: "Don't hate me."

Han Yanliang rolled his eyes.

This guy is so overbearing, does he care whether he is annoying or not?

He could lock her person, but could he also lock her heart?

Horses leap over crumbling ruins and burning lanterns.

The cold wind whizzed past my ears.

Han Yanliang whispered: "Being with a man like you probably won't be interesting for the rest of your life."

"What is fun?"

"The pleasures of husband and wife in the boudoir are all for fun. At the worst, the love words between men and women are also considered fun. Don't look at your brother's seriousness. When he is in the tent, he dares to say anything. The oath of love is stronger than love. Jin Jian, there is nothing he won’t say unless you can’t think of it.”

Shen Yijue was quiet for a moment.

As the horse crossed the fire, he whispered: "But he still betrayed you in the end. It can be seen that love words are far less important than firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea. I will not say love words to you, you just need to remember that from now on Finally, you Han Yanliang are my Shen Yijue woman, unless I die, I will not allow anyone to bully you."

Han Yanliang was stunned.

This handsome and serious general always has a cold expression.

He obviously said that he didn't know how to learn love words, but he didn't know that his words were the most rare thing in the world.

She turned her face away, unable to express her feelings.

Suddenly there was another explosion ahead, and fireworks roared into the sky.

Shen Yijue locked Han Yanliang tightly in his arms and was forced to turn his horse's head and rush to the city gate in a different direction.

…

"Hahahahahaha!"

The top of the nine-story pagoda in Chang'an City.

Wei Shaoqian wore a red robe with wide sleeves, and a red silk ribbon tied up his long black hair. His face was handsome and noble under the moonlight, like a groom who was about to marry his new bride.

This outfit was exactly what he wore when he married Xiao Qingyang.

He opened the folding fan and looked down at the city full of fire.

Golden flames danced in his pupils, as if crazy and passionate.

He looked up at the bright moon and asked loudly: "Xiao Qingyang, have you seen the ten miles of Chang'an that my husband lit for you? Have you seen this grand fireworks?! My husband has buried countless explosives in the street. My husband wants to overthrow the world. You will be buried with him!”

In Chang'an City, everyone praised the poignant story of Emperor Qingyang and the eminent monk Xuandu.

But no one knew how he, Wei Shaoqian, had survived the past two months, day and night.

He is angry, he is jealous.

He regretted even more that he had set fire to the mountain at all costs.

He doesn't want to live anymore.

He specially chose the Lantern Festival, a day of reunion, to fill the city with excitement to pay homage to her.

Plenty of snow-white paper money fell from the nine-story pagoda and flew all over the sky.

Wei Shaoqian, dressed in red like blood, laughed heartily and fell from the tower with satisfaction.

When he was eight years old, he entered the palace for the first time with his father.

The Queen is the most beautiful and majestic woman he has ever seen.

He carefully knelt under the Danqi, not daring to look up.

When I was sweating profusely from nervousness, I suddenly heard a silver bell-like chuckle coming from the corner of the hall.

He peeked curiously.

The little girl in a fiery red skirt and an exquisite little phoenix crown with pure gold tassels poked her head out from behind the bead curtain and stared at him with a smile.

The little girl is losing her teeth, and when she smiles, her chipped front teeth are revealed.

Like a dog hole.

His nervousness disappeared immediately, and he couldn't help but lower his head and chuckle.

Queen Shen said warmly: "Qingyang, come here."

The little girl ran up to Danchi obediently: "Queen Mother!"

Only then did he know that the little girl was the only apple of the eye of the current emperor and empress, Emperor Qingyang.

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