After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The patrolling guards of Shangyang Palace were attracted by the shouts. After some entanglement, they actually believed Zhou Lingshu's lies and arrested them both.

Nan Baoyi exclaimed: "The young man of the Zhou family is really a capable person."

Tang Xiao couldn't help laughing: "It's a living treasure."

Nan Baoyi looked at the west room, several calculations flashed through his eyes, and then he led Tang Xiao through the corridor and walked to the door of the west room.

She said deliberately: "This place is remote and uninhabited. Chief Tang, I have something to discuss with you."

After she was promoted to Sili, she promoted Tang Xiao and Zhou Lingshu to chief clerks.

Tang Xiao said loudly: "Da Situ just gives orders."

"My official appointment as Grand Situ was arranged by the Empress. Today's wedding for Your Highness was also arranged by the Empress. The Empress hopes that I can conceive a dragon descendant before His Highness dies of illness and inherit the Great Yong River. The Empress is wise and powerful, and has the potential to aspire to the throne. Zhi, Chief Tang, do you understand what I mean?"

"Oh my God, does the empress want to change the dynasty and become emperor on her own? But how is this possible? After all, the empress is only a woman. There is no precedent for a woman to become emperor in history. I am afraid that the civil and military officials of the court will not let go."

"What the Empress means is that if they don't let go, we will kill them until they do so. The 200,000 Jinwu Guards in Chang'an City are under the control of the Empress. The patriarchs of the local aristocratic families are also under house arrest by the Empress. After they hand over their military symbols, they will be put under house arrest." Kill all the people and their clansmen and seize local power. By then, all the military power in the world will be in the hands of the empress. Do you still have to worry about big things?"

Nan Baoyi told the conspiracy seriously and secretly glanced at the silent west room.

She continued: "The empress told me a few days ago that she plans to take action against the local aristocratic families before the end of the year. I think the New Year will be the time when the empress ascends the throne. Master Tang, as the saying goes, a good bird chooses the wood to roost. I have taken refuge in the empress. You You should seek refuge with your empress. Only in this way can you find a good official position in the new dynasty..."

She and Tang Xiao walked side by side, talking and drifting away.

When they reached the corner of the verandah, she exchanged glances with Tang Xiao and immediately hid.

She stuck her head out, and after a long time, she saw the old man with white hair and beard stepping out of the west room.

The old man behaved cautiously, looked around, and then left quickly and tremblingly.

There was wind at my feet when I ran, and it was obvious that I had been frightened and sobered up.

Nan Baoyi smiled slightly.

Xiao Sui asked her to rebel against Yin Lao.

She thought about it, and instead of asking Mr. Yin to be loyal to her second brother, it would be better to threaten him severely and let him know what the consequences would be if he continued to follow Queen Shen.

Everyone thought she was a close confidant of Queen Shen. The words she just said, even if they were false, sounded true to Mr. Yin's ears.

As long as he thought Queen Shen was going to kill them, he would naturally find another way out.

Taking refuge with their second brother is undoubtedly their best choice.

If she guessed correctly, Mr. Yin would join forces with local aristocratic families to find a way to secretly contact his second brother.

Whether the second brother can conquer them depends on his ability.

…

After taking care of the local aristocratic family, Nan Baoyi was in a good mood.

Returning to the dormitory with relief,

Night has fallen quietly.

She lit the candles in the palace, which was far away from the garden and could not hear the noise of elegant music and banquets. The candles made an occasional beeping sound when they danced in her palms, which made it even more obvious to hear the drop of a needle.

Xiao Sui was sitting on the couch, reading Buddhist scriptures.

He didn't even raise his head: "Brother must be angry."

Nan Baoyi turned around: "What?"

"We didn't reveal our plan to rebel against the family. In his eyes, after all, you were just doing it for me. Even if the husband you went to court with was him, you still became his brother-in-law in name only. He was angry, so the whole time He didn’t come to visit me even a day.”

The young man turned a page of Buddhist scriptures.

There was a hint of grievance in Qingyue's voice.

Nan Baoyi paused for a moment before lighting the lamp.

Indeed, since the visit to the church, the second brother has disappeared.

Xiao Sui raised his eyelashes and looked calmly: "You should comfort your brother. If necessary, I am willing to provide you with flower petals, hot water, a change of clothes, and an essential bed."

Nan Baoyi: "..."

She blinked.

Xiao Sui, is this... me doing it to myself?

Really dedicated.

She continued to light the lamp without saying a word.

The light danced in her pupils. She was obviously happy when she returned, but after Xiao Sui's advice, her joyful mood slowly dimmed.

She only focused on gaining power, even if it was for her second brother, but she ignored his feelings. He was smiling during the day, but was he really happy?

Nan Baoyi suddenly put down the huozhezi, rolled up her wide skirt and left the dormitory.

Xiao Sui snorted lightly and continued to read the Buddhist scriptures nonchalantly.

Nan Baoyi asked several palace ladies before finding Xiao Yi in the corner of the garden.

He was sitting on a Taihu stone by the stream, drinking alone.

The broad train of his red silk robe was spread on the edge of the stone. When the strong wind passed by, his belt fluttered, and his narrowed red phoenix eyes were cold and deep.

Nan Baoyi held the lantern, climbed up the Taihu Rock gently, knelt down beside him, and said in a sweet voice, "Second brother!"

Xiao Yi looked back and saw that she was wearing thin clothes, so he touched her little hand with familiarity and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to see you, otherwise why are you staying in the dormitory and staring at Xiao Sui?" Nan Baoyi hugged him like a baby, "The wedding is just a way to deceive Queen Shen. What I really want to marry is my second wife. Brother!"

She is so soft and sweet.

Like a gauze lantern in the dark night, a bowl of hot wine in the snow.

Xiao Yi was hugged by her and his whole body became warmer.

Although he knew that the so-called wedding was just a way to deal with Shen Jiang, he was still jealous when his beloved little girl became his brother's nominal princess.

Just because Xiao Sui was unconscious and in critical condition, he did not stop Nan Jiaojiao from celebrating, nor did he disturb the celebration in Shangyang Palace during the day.

He has no brothers or sisters, and he is also afraid that Xiao Sui will die.

He asked: "Is Xiao Sui okay?"

"It's okay!" Nan Baoyi smiled, "You still urged me to come see you, for fear of making you angry."

Xiao Yi thought about his sickly brother, and felt a little warmer in his heart.

…

At the wedding in Shangyang Palace, hundreds of miles away.

The sound of iron hoofs was overwhelming, and thousands of elite cavalry passed through the mountains and surging rivers, galloping towards the edge of the northern border like a long meteor.

The boy at the head of the horse wears a red gauze robe and carries a sword on his back. He has cold and ruthless fox eyes. The death of his close relatives has forged his hatred, and the wind and frost in northern Xinjiang have tempered his iron bones.

Just before dawn.

He reined in the reins and led the elite to stop on a high hillside.

The hillside faces the official road, and the entire Zhao family, who were sentenced to exile, camped on the official road to rest.

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