After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The aftertaste is pleasant.

It seems that their little princess has not yet experienced what it means to be jealous like a storm.

Walking to the Imperial Garden, the spring sun is just right.

Pear wood dining tables were placed beside the stream, and the maids of the palace shuttled between them carrying fine wines and delicacies. The husbands and ladies of the aristocratic families were dressed brightly and sat in the shade of the willows in groups, chatting and laughing very lively.

I don't know who whispered: "Nanda Situ is here."

The warm atmosphere solidified instantly.

Everyone looked at Nan Baoyi. After the initial shock, they suddenly fell silent.

Nan Baoyi didn't notice anything unusual. He sat down with a smile and said warmly: "The sky is bright today, the weather is clear and the wind is gentle. Let's have a good time drinking and talking."

It was quiet.

Nan Baoyi raised his eyes in surprise, and the boys and girls around him quickly nodded in agreement, but the smiles on their faces were very forced, and there was a hint of aloofness.

Zhou Lingshu was sitting in front of the low desk next door, using a palm mirror to trace his eyebrows and do his makeup.

Seeing Nan Baoyi's doubts in the mirror, he chuckled: "Everyone went to the wedding banquet at the Zhenguo Palace and saw you blocking the sword for the Queen. Sister Baoyi, now you are the number one celebrity around the Queen. Man, everyone is afraid of you."

Nan Baoyi had an epiphany.

She shook her fan, not knowing whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

When he was struggling, a refreshing fragrance of mountains and rivers came from behind.

Xiao Yi, wearing a golden crown and black robe, sat down beside her calmly: "What are you thinking about?"

"Second brother," Nan Baoyi raised her eyes and held his arm affectionately, as enthusiastic and frank as a girl from Chang'an, "I haven't seen you for half a month, I miss you very much!"

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows.

The little girl had specially dressed up today. Her small face was as pretty as a hibiscus in the mist, her eyebrows were like the distant green mountains, and her slender waist was outlined by a complicated gold lace. She was as beautiful as a Wushan goddess in spring.

She has never dressed up so carefully since she came to Chang'an City.

The men around her were afraid of her and respected her on the surface, but when she spoke, their eyes couldn't help but look at her, and their Adam's apple rolled up and down imperceptibly, obviously obsessed with her appearance.

Xiao Yi felt unhappy.

At this moment, I suddenly regretted pushing Nan Jiaojiao in front of millions of people.

I want to build a golden house to hide her, so that these bad men won't peep at her.

He rubbed Nan Baoyi's slender, red fingertips and said solemnly: "Jiaojiao specially dressed like this, who do you want to show her to?"

"Second brother also thinks I'm very beautiful today, don't you?" Nan Baoyi smiled and caressed the cuffs of the embroidered peonies, "It's not that I dressed up specially to show anyone, it's just that spring is short, and it is most likely to remind people of Time flies by quickly, so I dress up whenever I want."

"Spring is short and time flies by..."

Qingyue's voice suddenly sounded, with a hint of Zen thought.

Nan Baoyi and others turned to look.

The long wind blows down the snow-white apricot flowers in the garden, and the Buddha's bells ring leisurely.

The palace maid was pushing a wheelchair slowly along the bluestone flower path.

Sitting on the wheelchair is a young gentleman, wearing a green bamboo hairpin, wearing plain white clothes with a cross-collar collar, and holding a string of red sandalwood beads in his hand. He has red lips and white teeth. He is frail and charming, and has a noble demeanor.

He was like a shining pearl, the mist of a green mountain, with a layer of spring sun covering his whole body. He was spotless and noble, incompatible with the hustle and bustle of the banquet, like a guest in Penglai who transcended the world.

Nan Baoyi has never seen him.

But at a glance, he was sure that he was the fourth prince whom he had never met before.

Xie Alou and Jiang Suihan arrived late.

She smiled and said: "It's better to come early than to come by chance. Ah Lou has given greetings to His Highness the Fourth Highness! Now it's good. The guests have arrived and the banquet can begin. I like to be spontaneous most. I hope you all have fun today and don't get drunk. .”

She and Jiang Suihan were sitting alone on the upper stream of the stream.

Jiang Suihan whispered: "Did you do it on purpose?"

Xie Alou gently waved his fan and said gently and innocently, "Brother Suihan, what do you mean?"

Jiang Suihan pouted at Nan Baoyi's table: "Empress Shen randomly messed up the mandarin duck book, and you arranged the two brothers of the Xiao family and Nan Xiaowu to sit together. Isn't this deliberately creating a Shura field?"

Xie Alou tilted his head: "Brother Suihan, we obviously arranged today's seats together, why are you blaming me alone? Well, Wei Xiaolian, the concubine of the Wei family, Wei Chuchu and Shen Yichao, Han Yanliang and Shen Yijue also went to Nan Baoyi's table. You arranged this group of people, so who wants to create a Shura Field?"

Jiang Suihan chuckled, saying it was not a big deal to watch the excitement: "When they finish tearing it apart, we will announce the news of our upcoming wedding and make them envy us both!"

After this period of getting along, he found that he and Xie Alou were very much in love.

They both like to take pleasure in others' misfortune, and they also like to make trouble. They are simply a match made in heaven!

So, they decided to get married.

Today's spring banquet is to announce the news of their wedding.

At this moment, swimming up and down the stream is particularly lively and harmonious.

Only at Nan Baoyi's table, everyone stared at each other, and the atmosphere was quite strange.

Nan Baoyi held a cup of sweet fruit wine and drank it in small sips while gently fluttering her eyelashes and peeking at the group of people like a thief.

The second brother is her ex-husband, the fourth prince Xiao Sui is her current fiancé, and Wei Xiaolian is the second brother's current fiancée. Therefore, Shen Yichao is both the second brother's cousin and his brother-in-law, and it seems that he has cheated on Boss Han. suspected, but Shen Yijue also harbors feelings for Boss Han. She and Boss Han are sisters, so Shen Yijue is also her brother-in-law, and she is the younger brother's younger brother...

Nan Baoyi was stunned by herself.

They didn't speak, so she had to take the lead and said: "I heard that His Highness the Fourth Highness was in poor health, but he is feeling better now? I see that you are sitting in a wheelchair. Could it be that your legs are paralyzed? What medicine do you take every day? Does it have any side effects? Yes. The medicine is 30% poisonous, you have to be careful and die from poisoning..."

She was too nervous.

He was talking nonchalantly, and in the end he couldn't even speak to himself.

She really wanted to scratch the wall.

She wants to win over the fourth prince, what nonsense is she talking about!

Wei Chuchu rolled his eyes and scolded him coldly: "Shut up if you don't know how to speak! Your Fourth Highness is so sick and weak that whether he can survive until the end of the year is a question. How can he have time to consider whether the medicine is three-part poison-"

She was stunned, and then said respectfully: "Of course, Your Highness, I am not cursing your life, I am just telling the truth - oh no, I am not telling the truth. What I mean is that Your Highness has a good person." Tianxiang, you will definitely live until the end of this year - no, you will definitely live a long life..."

The atmosphere became even weirder.

Nan Baoyi felt as if there was a gourd growing on Wei Chuchu's mouth.

Speaks in a confused manner.

Xiao Sui twisted the Buddhist beads, his expression always calm.

He ignored the two girls and said to Xiao Yi: "I am not in good health. Every autumn, winter and spring are cold, and I always stay in bed and cough up blood. Therefore, I was unable to attend their funerals, let alone those thrilling events. I couldn't help myself. , Brother, don’t blame me.”

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