After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Nan Baoyi sent He Ye to invite Jiang Suihan.

Jiang Suihan came from the hospital in a dusty state and looked around. He didn't see any patients, but he saw a beautiful woman with an elegant appearance.

Nan Baoyi asked him to sit down.

She introduced the two of them with a smile.

She wants to sell Xie Alou out and ask her to write her own erotic lyrics and songs in the future!

Xie Alou held a tea cup in his hand with a reserved posture.

Although she was very famous in Chang'an City, everyone felt that Aunt Xie from Jinlingyou was dignified, elegant and unapproachable, so no one had ever taken the initiative to marry her.

This delay extended to the age of twenty-three.

She looked at Jiang Suihan, her eyes shining.

The miracle doctor has superb medical skills, and he is also handsome, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.

I want to get married!

Xie Alou sat in a dignified posture, pretending to be reserved and said: "I want to marry - oh no, I mean, Alou has heard of the name Jiang Miracle Doctor and admires her very much."

Jiang Suihan raised his eyebrows.

He glanced at Nan Baoyi, who arched his eyebrows and made an encouraging gesture to him.

He tapped his palms with a folding fan, muttering in his mind.

Judging from Nan Xiaowu's attitude, she wanted to go on a blind date with him.

As an enterprising young man in the 21st century, of course he resists blind dates!

He was also thinking that he might have the opportunity to return to his hometown in the future. What would happen if he started a family and took root here?

What's more, looking at Xie Alou's dignified posture, I wish I could have the three obediences and four virtues, and obey my husband when married, engraved on his forehead. It is expected that falling in love will be very boring, and he prefers to be hot.

He said politely: "Miss Xie, is it because you are ill and want to see a doctor when you see me?"

Nan Baoyi secretly thought it was not good.

Jiang Suihan's eyes were extremely high, and when he said this, it seemed a bit business-like. I'm afraid he didn't like Xie Alou.

She looked at Xie Alou worriedly.

Xie Alou licked his hair elegantly and calmly, and said softly: "I am indeed ill."

Jiang Suihan asked along the way: "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Xie Alou lowered his apricot eyes, like a lost little lamb: "I don't know why, ever since I saw Divine Doctor Jiang, my family couldn't help but blush and my heart beat, as if I had a high fever... Doctor Jiang, is my family suffering from a terminal illness? "

After she asked, she bit her red lips shyly.

That look should be as pure and pure as possible.

Nan Baoyi froze in place.

Slave...slave family?

Biting your lip innocently and timidly?

Xie Alou is not an old girl who can't get married, she is such a master in love!

Jiang Suihan was very embarrassed.

How should he answer this?

When he was at a loss, Xie Alou suggested: "I have nothing to do. Could Dr. Jiang take me to your medical clinic? I'm afraid I can't do without pulse diagnosis and medicine."

Nan Baoyi blinked.

Just a few words,

Xie Alou could go back to the hospital with Jiang Suihan, and talk about ambitions and life along the way. When they arrived at the hospital, it was already dinner time, Jiang Suihan had to let her have a meal, right?

Tomorrow I will thank Alou for inviting Jiang Suihan back. With these two visits, the relationship is getting better and better.

Nan Baoyi looked at Jiang Suihan sympathetically.

She had a hunch that this guy was going to fall into Xie Alou's hands.

Jiang Suihan said sarcastically: "What you said makes sense. Then, just follow me back to the hospital."

Xie Alou stood up, bowed to him, raised his hand gently and said, "Please, Doctor Jiang."

She walked out with Jiang Suihan, her waist was slender, and she walked dignifiedly and elegantly, like a lady from a famous family: "I wonder what books Divine Doctor Jiang usually reads? I prefer the Classics and History Collection..."

She spoke softly and drifted away from Jiang Suihan.

Nan Baoyi supports the chin.

I like the classics and history collection...

Hey, Xie Alou really has the nerve to say it.

She stared at the pile of manuscripts on the table.

My heart felt itchy.

The girl peeked around, but there was no one around.

She coughed lightly and hummed a little tune. While looking to the side, she stretched out her hand to beat the rhythm on the desk. As she beat, she took the manuscript and quietly turned back to the chapter about her and her second brother.

A voice as clear and pleasant as a low string sounded leisurely from behind:

"... I saw the red curtain drooping, Nan Baoyi holding Xiao Daoyan's broad and strong shoulders, his face flushed, and said: 'Brother, please be gentle, your words are too loud, it hurts my family.'"

Nan Baoyi's face turned red: "Just look at it, why are you reciting it?"

After scolding her, her pupils narrowed slightly.

She turned back sharply.

The second brother leaned over and stood behind her, admiring the manuscript at leisure, his thin lips half smiling.

He pondered: "Nan Jiaojiao's script has evolved to this extent? Nan Jiaojiao, this kind of thing is called a forbidden book. If you print it, you will be arrested."

Nan Baoyi's breathing was rapid, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

She quickly closed the manuscript: "This was not written by me, this was written by Xie Alou! I, I just opened it out of curiosity..."

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows: "The great Situ is holding this kind of thing and looking at it hungrily, tsk."

Nan Baoyi:......

When had she been so hungry? !

The girl became angry from shame and stood up to hit Xiao Yi.

She hit his chest with her small fist, but saw a smile on his lips.

She paused, then silently withdrew her hand.

Xiao Yi tidied her broken hair on the temples and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Nan Baoyi put his hands on both sides of his mouth and gently lifted it up.

She raised her eyebrows and said, "Since Emperor Qingyang left, I rarely see my second brother smiling. After His Highness the Third Highness died in battle, my second brother's smile seemed to have completely disappeared. I am very happy to see you today, too. joy."

Xiao Yi was startled.

He stared at the little girl's dark and bright pupils. The face reflected in the pupils was cold and cold, and when he looked at it, he felt a little strange.

How long has it been since he smiled?

Even though he was living abroad, the blood of the Xiao family still flowed in his bones.

He was very happy when Qingyang called him "brother", and he was very happy when Zizhong called him "brother two emperors", because they were his brothers and sisters, his closest compatriots.

But they left in such a hurry.

He was never even given a chance to have a drink together.

How could he laugh?

The stern man never liked to show his emotions, but at this moment his eyes suddenly turned red.

He whispered: "Nan Jiaojiao, I have no sister or brother anymore. That unruly third brother died in the midst of thousands of troops before he could even say the words to send me to Qingyun to rule the world... I have not yet , join hands with them to climb the beacon tower..."

Nan Baoyi couldn't help but feel the soreness on the tip of her nose.

She hugged Xiao Yi and said, "I will stay with my second brother. No matter you are in glory or in despair, I will stay with you until you die!"

Xiao Yi gently stroked her head, feeling that she was not alone at this moment.

…

At dusk.

Xie Alou came back aggressively carrying two bags of medicine.

She threw the medicine on the desk, crossed her legs, and said sternly: "I'm so angry! I told Divine Doctor Jiang that I liked him, but he actually asked me if I wanted to default on the bill! Did I, Xie Alou, lack the two dollars? ?!”

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