After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The lights in the car were dim.

Nan Baozhu said seriously: "After drinking together, you and I are husband and wife. From now on, wherever Wanwan goes, I will go."

Ning Wanzhou stared at her.

The girl's eyes seemed to be burning with two clusters of flames, bright and firm.

His chaotic, violent, sad and sad mood quietly calmed down at this moment.

He held Nan Baozhu's hand and bowed his head to kiss it reverently.

He liked his sister more than before.

"Thanks……"

He was mute.

The carriage set off slowly, and the chaotic and dark Chang'an City sped towards the city gate.

Ning Wanzhou looked back and took a deep look at the Duke's Mansion.

This is where he was born and raised.

When he was young, he was tired of his parents' strict discipline and ran to Jinguan City in rebellion. But now, it has become a luxury for him to want to be disciplined and scolded by his parents...

Shen Jiang, Zhao Bing...

He pursed his thin lips and remembered their names firmly in his heart.

He will definitely come back!

Xiao Yi watched the carriage disappear at the end of the alley.

He turned around and returned to the Duke's Mansion.

In the morgue, the two girls from the Ning family threw themselves on the body and cried miserably. People from the Pei family and the Lu family were with them, but Nan Chengli was busy going in and out to help with the funeral arrangements.

He stood outside the threshold and looked at the Duke of Zhen and the eldest princess expressionlessly.

One is his biological aunt, and the other is his biological brother-in-law.

Shen Jiang, you are so cruel.

Xiao Yi did not come forward to express his condolences, but turned around and left with a cold face.

Shiku quickly followed him and said respectfully: "Master, don't you go in and talk? The two girls from the Ning family are also your cousins..."

Xiao Yi said nothing.

He quickly stepped into the Ning Mansion Garden.

In the garden stands a treasure pavilion facing the water, which is ten feet high and overlooks the entire Duke's Mansion.

He boarded the treasure pavilion and found a discarded tortoiseshell telescope by the window.

He picked up the telescope and looked toward the window, just in time to see the courtyard where the wedding banquet was held. At this time, the courtyard was in a mess, the food table was tilted, the red lantern was broken, and the bodies of the dead men in black were still placed in the courtyard.

He put down the telescope in silence.

Shiku imitated him curiously and looked through the telescope.

Immediately, he was shocked and angry: "Someone once stood in this place, watching every move at the wedding banquet! Is he the murderer behind the scenes? He picked a day when someone was having a wedding, and he was not afraid of damaging his moral character!"

Xiao Yi left Bao Pavilion.

He carried a green gauze lantern, walked along the stream for some distance, and found the ashes of burned yellow paper among the reeds.

Puzzled: "Master?"

Xiao Yi twitched his lips: "Before the Duke of Zhenguo married his bride, he asked a fortune teller to tell her fortune. Today will be auspicious. There will be no wind or rain. Who do you think brought that gust of wind?"

Shi Kuang was stunned on the spot.

The one who has the ability to change the celestial phenomena is either the Imperial Master or Shen Xiaolangjun.

The Imperial Master did not come to the wedding banquet, but Shen Xiaolangjun was with Queen Shen...

He swallowed and looked pale: "In other words, the murderers behind the murder of the eldest princess and Duke Zhen were Empress Shen, Lieutenant Zhao and Lord Shen Xiaolang? How could he, how could he do this? When he was in Jinguan City , he obviously has a good relationship with the young father-in-law..."

Xiao Yi stood by the stream.

The green light was dim, and the man's cold and stern figure was vaguely reflected on the water.

His facial features were shrouded in darkness, and no emotion could be seen.

The breeze blew up his wide sleeves.

After a long while, he dusted his sleeves and said, "Let's take a trip to Shen's Mansion."

…

Yikun Palace.

Nan Baoyi was lying in the tent, his wounds had been bandaged.

Because Poinsettia put a tranquilizer in the soup, the person fell into a drowsy sleep.

Poinsettia closed the tent and turned around with a smile: "The wound is not deep, it will heal in a few days. Speaking of which, Wei Chen remembers that the Queen didn't like the little junior sister before, so why does she care about her now? The little junior sister is really annoying. .”

Shen Jiang sat on the imperial concubine's couch and slowly blew the tea.

The scene of Nan Baoyi blocking the sword for her flashed through her mind.

If it hadn't been for this girl's unnecessary move, she would have already taken possession of the military power of the Zhenguo Palace.

A coldness flashed across Danfeng's eyes, and she curved her red lips: "She risked her life to protect me, how can I not be moved? But I don't know how to thank her."

She put down the tea cup: "I heard that you gave her that rare lotus plant. How about it? Can she have children now?"

"I just checked my pulse, but it didn't recover that quickly. I still need to nurse myself back to health for a few more months." Poinsettia bent over her desk and slowly wrote down a prescription for healing, "Why did the empress ask about this?"

"It's just concern."

Shen Jiang smiled.

Poinsettia went to Tai Hospital to get medicine.

Shen Jiang sat by the couch and ordered the palace maid to roll up the tent and wake up Nan Baoyi.

Nan Baoyi rubbed her sleepy eyes, noticed Shen Jiang, and murmured: "The Queen?"

Her mind became clearer, and she was about to leave the bed to salute, but was stopped by Shen Jiang.

Shen Jiang tucked the brocade quilt for her and said warmly: "I have four sons and one daughter. Aning, Zizhong, and Qingyang are no longer alive. Now I only have Ayan and Asui. Ayan has a rebellious temperament, and I have another misunderstanding, and it is impossible for me to hand over the position of Crown Prince to him. Otherwise, with his hatred for me, I will never have peace for the rest of my life."

Nan Baoyi took the warm water presented by the palace maid.

She drank some water to moisten her throat and thought to herself that Queen Shen was quite self-aware.

After tonight, the second brother is ready to kill her.

Of course she will never have peace!

"A Sui is only eighteen years old. Because of his frailty and illness, he has been living in a deep palace for a long time. He studies piano, chess, calligraphy and painting on weekdays, and he can be considered to be knowledgeable about the past and the present." Shen Jiang's palm gently covered the back of Nan Baoyi's hand. "You risked your life to save me, but I don't know how to repay you. How about letting you marry Asui and become the princess?"

The water lamp in Nan Baoyi's hand almost fell on the brocade quilt.

She raised her eyes in panic, and Queen Shen's red phoenix eyes were sharp and bright.

It was as if all her little thoughts had nowhere to hide.

Empress Shen smiled and brushed her pale face with her fingertips: "Nan Qing must be willing, right? Didn't he say that he wanted to do his best for me? Didn't he say that he likes power more than Ayan? The future queen, If one person is inferior to ten thousand people, Nan Qing should like him."

Nan Baoyi lowered her eyelashes and said softly: "Wei Chen has been married before, and his unclean body may not be worthy of His Royal Highness."

"Chastity is just a shackles placed on women by men. If you really care about chastity, then you will satisfy them."

"Wei Chen, Wei Chen cannot have children."

"It doesn't matter, your senior brother will take care of your health."

Nan Baoyi's hand holding the tea cup quietly tightened.

Queen Shen's eyes were burning, obviously forcing her to agree.

Just when she didn't know what to do, the palace maid hurriedly came in and reported: "Your Majesty, Mr. Shen Xiaolang wants to see you."

Shen Yichao stepped into the bedroom.

His face, as stern as the cold white snow, was filled with coldness.

He solemnly handed over his hand: "Weichen has done what my aunt asked Wei Chen to do. Please also ask my aunt to fulfill the agreement and send her to Guang'en Temple."

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