After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Shen Yichao lay on the ground, a mouthful of blood came out, and he looked very embarrassed.

The attendants were frightened and shouted for someone to come.

But ordinary guards are no match for Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi easily broke away from the guards and continued to beat Shen Yichao with a sinister and handsome face.

The elegantly decorated house soon became a mess. The precious ancient books were wet with spilled tea, and broken jade and porcelain pieces were scattered all over the floor.

When Shen Yijue from the courtyard next door hurried over, he saw his younger brother curled up on the floor, his white clothes stained red with blood, half of his cheeks red and swollen, and he was breathing hard.

He sternly said: "Xiao Daoyan!"

Xiao Yi stopped the one-sided beating.

He lazily straightened his brocade robe and big sleeves, bent his dark and beautiful red phoenix eyes, and looked at Shen Yijue politely: "There will be a lot of trouble tonight, I hope General Shen doesn't mind."

"You hit Ah Chao!"

"Yes, I beat him."

Xiao Yi smiled and looked down at Shen Yichao.

Shen Yichao's hair was crooked and he wanted to stand up. He struggled to hold the wall with his palms and tried several times in succession. Apart from leaving a line of bloody fingerprints on the wall, it was all in vain.

Xiao Yi licked the corners of his red lips, and suddenly kicked Shen Yichao so hard that he knocked over a low table!

"Xiao Daoyan!"

Shen Yijue was furious and hurriedly stepped forward to help his brother up.

Xiao Yi tilted his head.

A bloodthirsty look flashed across his pupils, and his posture was playful and provocative: "He knows very well why I beat him. General Shen, I not only beat him tonight, but from tomorrow onwards, I will see him once, Then beat him once until he is dead."

He smiled, but there was deep hatred hidden in his dark pupils.

How could Shen Yichao, Shen Jiang, and Zhao Bing be the same.

He once regarded him as a confidant and a sibling. He also sold the ancient silver ring of the sun, moon and stars, which symbolized the identity of the Shen family, in exchange for a wedding gift for him.

Because you are someone you care about, it hurts even more when you are betrayed.

He turned around with a cold face and strode away from the Shen family.

Shen Yijue's face was grim, and while he helped Shen Yichao to the couch, he ordered his entourage: "Take my sign and go to the palace to ask for the imperial doctor."

The entourage hurriedly obeyed, and the maids, with white faces, timidly cleaned up the mess in the house.

Han Yanliang also came, wearing loose big sleeves, with her hair hanging around her waist. She leaned lazily in the room, her eyes fell on Shen Yichao, and then he looked away casually.

Shen Yijue sat beside the couch and asked, "Ah Chao, what did you do to make Xiao Daoyan so furious? Could it be that the disaster in the Zhenguo Palace has anything to do with you?"

Shen Yichao closed his eyes, his dark and slender eyelashes fluttering gently.

After a long time, he nodded.

Shen Yijue's brows furrowed deeper.

He took the towel presented by the maid and carefully wiped the blood stains on his younger brother's face: "Although the Ning family has a different stance from ours, Duke Zhen Guo is a rare and powerful general. He made a decisive move to resist the invasion of the Northern Wei Dynasty. contribution,

As far as Jiangshan Sheji is concerned, you should not touch him. "

Shen Yichao pursed his lips and said nothing.

Shen Yijue untied his belt and wanted to help him clean the bruises on his body, but saw Juan Yizhi who was protecting him in his arms.

He picked it up.

The house was brightly lit.

After reading the contents of the book of Yizhi, Shen Yijue's pupils were gloomier and more terrifying than the darkness outside the window, and the scar under his left eye faintly showed a ferocious look.

He stood up angrily and threw Yizhi to the ground: "Shen Yichao!"

Now I understand why my brother helped his aunt deal with the Zhen Guo Gong family.

It turns out that he has not forgotten Han Yanliang at all!

He tried every means just to get Han Yanliang!

Yizhi rolled to the ground and rolled up.

Han Yanliang folded his arms and read the lines on the imperial edict with cold eyes.

She tugged at her red lips, stepped forward to pick up Yizhi, and put it on the bedside.

"General, don't be angry..."

She took Shen Yijue's arm, caressed his chest, and said softly: "I know the general loves me and is unwilling to send me to Guang'en Temple. It's just that the Queen's will is too great, how can we disobey it?" I don’t want to cause trouble to the general. As long as the general remembers me, I will die in Guang’en Temple for the rest of my life, so what’s the problem?”

Shen Yijue looked at her with heavy eyes.

There were tears hidden in the beauty's slightly raised almond eyes, and her little face was full of reluctance.

She is so delicate...

If you enter a cannibalistic place like Guang'en Temple, you may not survive for more than half a month.

She was the woman he wanted.

At this moment, Shen Yijue suddenly felt a strong sense of rebellion.

He held Han Yanliang's hand and said firmly: "Unless this general dies, no one will dare to send you to Guang'en Temple."

Han Yanliang looked at him with tears in her eyes: "General..."

As if she was moved by the tough man's tenderness, she suddenly stood up on her tiptoes and kissed his lips without hesitation in front of Shen Yichao.

Shen Yijue's mind went blank for a moment.

The beauty has never taken the initiative to kiss him...

The string of his rationality broke quietly. Regardless of the fact that they were still in his brother's dormitory, he turned around and pressed Han Yanliang against the wall, turning his back on the guest and attacking the city.

The bedroom was silent, and the moonlight came through the window, gently covering the two of them with a veil.

A few epiphyllums bloomed quietly in the corner, filling the house with a sweet and ambiguous atmosphere.

Shen Yichao looked at them, his lips turned gray.

Cold smoke cool...

How could she do something so intimate with her brother? !

And she looks so delicate, like an easy-to-break peach blossom, letting her brother pick it, but she was clearly arrogant and domineering when she was with him in the past, how could she become like this? !

Shen Yichao was disappointed.

The bruises on his body ached, and his heart was sore and swollen.

At this moment, Shen Yichao suddenly understood why he was feeling uncomfortable.

In the past, he thought that he and Han Yanliang were just a casual marriage, each getting what he wanted.

But after losing her and seeing her with his brother, he realized how important she was to him.

He was afraid that she would seduce Brother, and that he would fall. Those were just high-sounding excuses. He only wanted to break up her and Brother by using the excuse of safeguarding the family's honor and bloodline.

He wasn't willing to give in, he was jealous.

He no longer cares about the so-called family background, he just wants to get her again!

Shen Yichao's eyes turned red.

He got off the bed with support, knelt down in front of Shen Yijue, and choked with sobs: "Brother!"

There were still broken pieces of porcelain on the ground that hadn't been cleaned in time. They dug deeply into his knees, stained his white robe red, and gradually spread into small patches of dark color on the green bamboo floor.

Han Yanliang sat on the windowsill, looking through Shen Yijue's shoulder, secretly thinking that it must be very painful.

The former Shen Xiaolangjun couldn't bear even the slightest pain.

She chuckled, looked away, and quietly blew on the newly dyed Danko on her nails.

Shen Yijue said calmly: "What are you doing?"

Shen Yichao said hoarsely: "Since I was a child, my brother has always protected me, and he has always given me any good things. I know that the request I am about to make is too much, but if I miss her, I will I’m afraid I will regret it for the rest of my life. Brother, please help me and Han Yanliang!"

He put his head on the ground, his voice full of pain and pleading.

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