After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Everyone in Shangyang Palace was busy with Xiao Sui's affairs. There was only a symbolic lock on the door of the Buddhist hall, and there were no guards guarding it.

Xiao Yi easily opened the lock and stepped through the threshold.

Wei Xiaolian was about to follow when he closed the door without hesitation.

The light and shadow in the Buddhist hall were dim, and the little girl from his family was pillowing on the futon, holding a red lacquered wooden fish in her arms. She was probably very sleepy, but also very relieved, and she slept very soundly at this tense moment.

He lightly kicked Nan Baoyi: "Nan Jiaojiao, your butt is on fire."

Nan Baoyi rubbed his sleepy eyes, saw him, and hurriedly sat up: "Second brother, how is the Fourth Highness? Is he alive?"

"without."

Xiao Yi knelt down on one knee beside her and straightened her slightly messy temples: "What did he say to you?"

Nan Baoyi was too embarrassed to tell him about the wedding, and was thinking of changing the topic when her stomach suddenly growled.

She quickly covered her stomach and said shyly: "I, I haven't had breakfast yet..."

Xiao Yi raised his lips.

There was nothing to do in the long day, and Xiao Sui could not get a diagnosis for a while. In addition, no one in the palace paid attention to the Buddhist hall, so Xiao Yi was very patient and personally carried Nan Bao's clothes. Come to the red lacquered tray filled with food.

Nan Baoyi looked at it eagerly. There were bird's nest porridge, roasted chicken legs, Sixi meatballs, and fresh mushroom fish soup, all of which were her favorite dishes.

She happily gnawed on the chicken legs, Danfeng's eyes sparkling, and she glanced at Xiao Yi curiously from time to time.

Xiao Yi was afraid that she would choke, so he served her a bowl of fish soup and brought the soup bowl to her mouth: "Don't keep eating meat, drink some soup."

Nan Baoyi took his hand and took a sip of the soup, but couldn't help but glance at him.

Xiao Yi wiped the corners of her mouth and asked, "Why do you always look at me?"

"I feel weird."

"What's weird?"

"When the second brother was young, he was far away from his homeland and relatives, and grew up alone in Jinguan City. He was stumbling along the way and no one loved him. I am very surprised. Why does a child like the second brother who has no one love know how to love others? How old are you? You obviously had no one to take care of you when you were young, but when you grow up, you know how to take care of others. Second brother, you are so strange."

The fragrance of Buddha curls up.

Fragments of light and shadow penetrated the bamboo curtain and fell into the dark Buddhist hall.

The prince with a black robe and a golden crown, a handsome figure, a face like a crown of jade, half in the light and half in the shadow. In Nan Baoyi's eyes, he was the most beautiful and most invisible prince.

Xiao Yi thought for a long time, put down his handkerchief, and said seriously: "Maybe only in the eyes of Nan Jiaojiao, am I this kind of person? In the eyes of others, I am just a thorn in the flesh, a sycophant who plays tricks on power. There are so many people in the world. Many people want me to die suddenly, such as my aloof mother."

When he mentioned Shen Jiang, his tone was indifferent.

It's as if the other person is just an irrelevant person.

Nan Baoyi lowered her eyelashes to cover the sadness in her pupils.

What kind of indifference must the second brother have experienced to be able to say such a thing?

In the past, she only wanted to hug her second brother's lap, but now, she wants to love him even more.

Just like what Xiao Sui said.

She raised her little face,

He asked solemnly: "Does the second brother like Dayong's palace?"

"I don't like it. To me, Dayong's magnificent palace is not as good as the loquat tree in the loquat courtyard of Jinguan City in the past. I was poor when I was a child, but at least that loquat tree once produced delicious fruits for me. The loquat fruits will satisfy my hunger."

He has an indifferent attitude and has no feelings for the palace.

But this place was supposed to be his home.

Nan Baoyi was in a sour mood.

She held Xiao Yi's hand: "Second brother, everyone living in this palace, whether it is the Crown Prince, the Third Highness, the Qingyang Emperor, or the Fourth Highness, all love you very much. The Fourth Highness even told me that they I have missed you very much these years. The royal family of the Xiao family has a reserved mood. It is really rare for him to say this. Second brother, there are still many people in this world who love you. You are by no means a thorn in anyone’s side. To everyone, You are indispensable."

The little girl was born with beautiful face and bright red phoenix eyes, which seemed to be able to light up the dark Buddhist hall.

Even the golden Buddha statue became compassionate and warm because of her smile.

Xiao Yi caressed her delicate face, and his cold heart quietly turned into softness.

Whenever he gets along with Nan Jiaojiao, he always becomes gentle inadvertently.

Love can indeed change a person.

…

After putting away the bowls and dishes and coming out, Wei Xiaolian followed closely behind him and asked with concern: "Your Highness, is Mr. Nan okay? Mr. Nan is a hero among women and has a kind heart. He must not have pushed His Highness the Fourth on purpose."

A hero among women...

Xiao Yi felt that this word had nothing to do with Nan Jiaojiao.

Wei Xiaolian saw that he ignored her and wanted to show off his abilities, so he said timidly: "The spring banquet ended in a hurry, and the poems carefully composed by my ministers did not have time to be recited in public. Is Your Highness in the mood to listen to my poems and lyrics?" "

Xiao Yi said expressionlessly: "No."

Not only was he not in the mood, he even wanted to strangle her to death.

Shen Jiang granted marriage just to humiliate him and plant spies around him.

Wei Xiaolian has such a brain, it is really difficult for Shen Jiang to let her become a spy.

Wei Xiaolian seemed to be automatically filtering out the opponent's rejection, and recited with emotion: "The country is so beautiful that it attracts countless heroes to bow down. I cherish the emperors of Qin and Han, who are slightly less talented in literature; the ancestors of Tang and Song are slightly less coquettish. A generation of geniuses , Genghis Khan, only knows how to bend a bow and shoot at big eagles. They are all gone, there are many famous people, but let’s look at the present!"

She didn't graduate from elementary school and could only recite "Hoe the day at noon".

However, that kind of poem sounded so classless. Fortunately, she still remembered half of the words. Although she didn't know what it was about, it sounded very high-end and classy, ​​and it would definitely shock His Highness!

Xiao Yi suddenly stopped.

He stared at Wei Xiaolian, the disgust in his eyes barely concealed.

This poem was clearly taught to Nan Jiaojiao by Jiang Suihan.

Wei Xiaolian was lucky enough to actually claim that she had carefully created it.

He said: "Get out."

Wei Xiaolian was stunned: "Your Highness, Your Highness?"

"roll."

Although the man is good-looking, when he is angry, his eyebrows are gloomy, and his violent aura is like a violent storm that is overwhelming the situation, which is shocking to the point of breaking the liver and gallbladder.

Wei Xiaolian swallowed.

The development of things seems to be different from what she imagined...

She didn't dare to stay any longer, so she quickly wiped the soles of her feet with oil and fled.

Xiao Yi carried the tray with one hand and continued walking to the small kitchen, and said impatiently: "Send a letter to the court to refuse the marriage for this king."

Shiyan hesitated: "If you can't refuse..."

Xiao Yi was furious: "Kill him."

He is unwilling to marry a woman other than Nan Jiaojiao.

…

After nightfall.

In the dormitory, Xiao Sui's condition suddenly took a turn for the worse. He coughed up blood several times. His face was paler than rice paper, and he was so thin that he seemed to be taken away by the wind.

Shangyang Palace was brightly lit, and everyone in the Taiyuan Hospital was helpless.

In the main hall, Shen Jiang and Xiao Yu were both present.

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