After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

"No cold wine allowed."

Xiao Yi whispered and took the wine cup from Nan Baoyi's hand.

Nan Baoyi came back to his senses.

She looked away from Nan Chengli, her heart pounding.

When her brother toasted to the people at the Duke's Mansion, she always paid close attention, fearing that he would be looked down upon. But when he toasted to Ning Fanhua's table, his posture and expression were very different.

He didn't even dare to look directly at Ning Fanhua.

She remembered her brother saying that he had a girl he liked, named Fan Xiaohua.

Could it be that Fan Xiaohua’s true identity is Ning Fanhua?

Yes, Ning Fanhua was married and lived at home for a period of time. All the information is correct...

Xiao Yi stroked her hair from her temples: "What are you thinking about?"

Nan Baoyi shook his head and did not dare to say anything.

Although the folk customs in Dayong are open and it is not a big deal for a woman to remarry, the second sister Ning has not reconciled yet. If the news about her brother's admiration for her is spread, I am afraid she will be ridiculed by the world, and the Lu family may even secretly target her brother. Make a stumbling block.

She looked at Ning Fanhua's table again.

Sister Ning Er ate a chopstick of fish meat, suddenly covered her mouth, and quickly left the banquet.

The Lu family mother and son complained softly, but no one chased them out to see.

The eldest brother was very attentive and turned around and chased after him.

Nan Baoyi was afraid that the lonely man and the widow would cause trouble, so he quickly rolled up his skirt and followed quietly.

The verandah is remote.

Nan Baoyi poked her head out from around the corner and saw Sister Ning entering the west room. Her eldest brother was standing by the railing, staring blankly at the lotus leaves in the pond outside the corridor.

Not long after, Sister Ning came out from the west room.

Suddenly seeing Nan Chengli waiting here, she was startled and her face turned pale.

She looked around to make sure no one was watching, and then said nervously: "What are you doing here?"

"I saw you weren't feeling well, so I came here and took a look." Nan Chengli was worried, "Are you okay?"

Ning Fanhua raised her sleeves to cover half of her face, and turned sideways mindfully: "What happened that night was caused by my confusion. Please don't take it to heart. From now on, we will just pretend that you and I don't know each other well."

These two sentences are quite heartbreaking.

Nan Chengli's face was gloomy, and his hands hanging in his sleeves were quietly clenched.

His face was filled with light, and he nodded with a smile: "I understand, and I won't embarrass you. Since you're fine, I'm relieved. But I see that the Lu family treats you very badly. Ning Second girl, good people can be bullied. It is useless to rely solely on the strength of your mother's family. You must become stronger yourself. I will forget what happened that night."

Across the corner, Nan Baoyi leaned quietly on the veranda, thinking about the distant world.

What happened that night?

What night did it happen?

She keenly remembered the night Zhao Qing died.

Could it be that……

Brother and Sister Ning already had an affair that night?

She thought again of the way Ning Fanhua had hidden her sleeves and left the table after eating the fish dumplings just now.

Like that,

It was as if she was nauseated by the smell of fish and meat, very similar to Aunt Cheng's reaction when she first became pregnant with her brother.

A guess exploded in my mind like thunder.

She looked in disbelief.

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the other side.

The town's Duke's Mansion is located in Linshui Bao Pavilion.

Shen Jiang leaned against the window.

The dark purple men's brocade robe is elegant and gorgeous, the gold belt outlines her slim and tall figure, and the gold crown on her hair is majestic and noble, highlighting the woman's unparalleled grace.

She looked at the garden scenery of the Duke's Mansion, flicked the folding fan, and smiled on her red lips: "Panyu, how long have we not spoken to each other? I remember when I was young, you and I were the best in the aristocratic circle of Chang'an City. Handkerchief handed over. I didn’t expect that many years later, you and I would both be married, but it would seem that we never interacted with each other until death."

The eldest princess, Xiao Panyu, was sitting on her knees behind a low table, stroking the long zheng.

The sound of the piano is rustling.

Many years ago, she and Shen Jiang were indeed the best of close friends.

She is a royal princess, and Shen Jiang is the daughter of a powerful minister.

They have the same noble birth, the same talent and beauty, and the same appreciation for each other.

They once slept on the same couch and counted the stars, they once sneaked into the army to watch martial arts performances, they once judged which husband was worthy of their trust for life, they once studied martial arts together...

But such a good relationship only ended after Shen Jiang came back from Jiangnan.

I don’t know what she experienced in Jiangnan, but when she returned to Chang’an City, she was no longer the innocent Ajaan of the Shen family.

She married her imperial brother and transformed into Empress Shen, who fought for power like a snake.

She eliminated dissidents in the court and placed her confidants in a drastic manner. She had repeatedly advised her on behalf of Dayong's country, but Shen Jiang turned a deaf ear and ignored her good intentions.

This kind of Shen Jiang was unfamiliar to her.

What's even more irritating is that her imperial brother, who has been hailed as the proud son of heaven since he was a child, the young emperor who has been determined to conquer all the kingdoms and reestablish Dayong's orthodox status since he was a child, doesn't know what kind of style he has, and suddenly he Became mediocre and incompetent.

Like a sharp sword, it became mottled with rust overnight.

He ignored the government affairs and allowed Shen Jiang to misbehave in the court, even hurting their children.

So the couple also made her angry.

After repeated remonstrances to no avail, she turned around and married Ning Su.

She gradually stopped interacting with the palace.

Xiao Panyu thought about everything that happened many years ago, and a bit of sadness flashed in his eyes.

She lowered her eyes and said in a cold and distant voice: "Today I am marrying a bride at the Duke's mansion. I still have a lot of things to do. If you have anything to say, please speak directly."

"The Empress..." Shen Jiang chewed the word and smiled sarcastically, "Xiao Panyu, this is not what you should be called. I regard you as a friend. We were friends when we were young and we will still be in the future. The hatred between Xiao Yu and I is absolutely It won’t involve you.”

Xiao Panyu stopped the strings and raised his eyes emotionlessly: "Shen Jiang, you claim to be fair and you claim that you will not involve others in your grudges. Then tell me, Qingyang and Zizhong, how did they die? Ah How did Yan end up in the Colosseum? I have no contact with you and your wife, but they are my descendants who are connected by blood! If you and your wife don't feel sorry for me, I feel sorry for you!"

"I gave them a way to survive."

"No, it was you who drove them to death."

Baoge fell into an eerie silence.

Shen Jiang turned away, Danfeng's eyes were even sharper.

She shook the folding fan a few times and suddenly looked at Xiao Panyu coldly: "Panyu, I don't want to use dirty tricks on you. Let's get straight to the point, I came here for the military power of the Zhenguo Palace. If you are willing to take the initiative to hand it over, I will give it to you." Okay, if you don't want to, I have my own way, but it's inevitable that you and Duke Zhen will suffer some hardships. Today is A Zhou's happy day, and you don't want to get blood."

"Military power...it turns out that you are here for military power." Xiao Panyu murmured and suddenly chuckled, "Shen Jiang, if you want to usurp the throne, step over my body first. There is only one head for you to take. As for military power, don’t even think about it!”

With a "pop" sound, Shen Jiang closed the folding fan heavily.

Her phoenix eyes turned red, and she said word by word, "Do you think I don't dare?"

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Ah ah ah, I’m late, draw thirty small red envelopes

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