After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Nan Baoyi lay half of his face on the embroidered pillow.

Noticing his little movement, she whispered: "Why are you covering the Buddha statue?"

Xiao Yi sat on the edge of the couch and casually untied his hair tie: "It looks uncomfortable."

Her long hair, like splashes of ink, spread down and fell on both sides of her face.

Nan Baoyi reached out and rolled up a strand, and murmured: "Although I don't know if there is really a Buddha in the world, but after all, it is a god who entrusts faith... The gods are compassionate and look at it. Why do you feel uncomfortable?"

Xiao Yi untied his belt.

Everything he experienced in Luoyang City in his previous life quietly emerged in his mind.

He knew that this place was a Buddhist resort, so he specially came to ask Buddha to bless Nan Jiaojiao.

But Buddha, like other gods, did not respond to his plea.

In a rage, he burned down hundreds of Buddhist temples in Luoyang City, and even destroyed all the giant Buddhas carved on the mountain walls.

The monk's cries and curses still echoed in his ears.

Thousands of people poured into the streets, cursing him for not having a good death, and for going to the eighteenth level of Avici hell after death...

Thinking back carefully, he really had a very difficult time in the years when Nan Jiaojiao died.

He really owed too much blood debt.

He opened the quilt and lay down in it, then took Nan Baoyi into his arms with familiarity.

He kissed her forehead and whispered softly: "Go to sleep. In two days, there will be a tough battle to fight."

Nan Baoyi was sensitive to his strangeness.

However, the man was obviously unwilling to say anything more.

She remained silent and curled up quietly in his arms.

The next day.

Xiao Yi and Shen Yijue left the city temporarily because they had to mobilize their troops to prepare for the battle.

It was a fine spring day. Nan Baoyi, Han Yanliang, and Yin Sui set up a tea tree in the garden, and while enjoying the scenery, they talked privately about their daughter's family.

While they were talking about rouge and gouache, Prefect Yin came over.

The man who was over forty years old stroked his beard gently, still looking high-spirited, and said in a warm voice: "Since I met Yanyan, my father has never spoken to you about myself."

Nan Baoyi and Yin Sui looked at each other and exited the pavilion with great insight.

Prefect Yin walked into the pavilion, sat down opposite Han Yanliang, took out a brocade box from his arms and handed it to her.

He said lovingly: "I have three sons, and you are the only daughter. I don't usually come into contact with makeup and hairpins. Although I picked a jade hairpin for you, I don't know if you like it."

Han Yanliang had a smile on his lips.

She opened the brocade box.

Chai Chai is a good Chai Chai, but this man’s intentions may not be good.

She raised her eyes and said in a polite and courteous manner: "Thank you, Dad. My daughter likes it very much."

"As long as you like it..." There was a smile on Taishou Yin's face, he reached out and touched Han Yanliang's head, and lowered his voice, "Such pearl hairpins are just ordinary after all. In the future, my Yin family will aspire to dominate the Central Plains, and Yan Yan will be your princess." , what you enjoy at that time is the best in the world.”

Han Yanliang's smile did not change: "I'm looking forward to it."

Prefect Yin stared at her face.

This face was extremely familiar to him.

He had appeared in countless midnight dreams, and had gently called him Zhou Lang in his dreams.

The man thought about the startling glimpse he had in Jinguan City when he was young. His middle-aged eyes, clouded by greed, were rarely clear and clear, and there was even a hint of tenderness.

He asked with concern: "How has your mother been doing these past years?"

The cold smoke is silent.

Her mother-in-law had clearly come to Luoyang City to look for him, but he seemed unaware of it.

I don’t know if he is pretending or if he really doesn’t know.

It’s really not worth it for that woman.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, looking like a weak and innocent dodder flower: "Don't you know, father? As early as when I was ten years old, my mother went to Luoyang to find you... However, I lived in the prefect's mansion. It's been many days, but I haven't heard any news about her. The mountains and rivers are so far away, and her martial arts skills are useless. I think she died on the way to find you."

Prefect Yin was startled.

Chun Niang, have you come to see him?

He asked: "What happened, and how could her martial arts be abolished?"

"Aniang betrayed Tianshu and her mission for you. In order to escape from Tianshu, she did not hesitate to abandon her martial arts and received a hundred sticks, and then she was free..."

Prefect Yin frowned deeply.

He thought that Chun Niang was still staying well in Yulouchun.

That woman looked cold and cold-faced, and she always spoke harshly to him during the year they spent together. He thought his love with her was just a casual romance.

He never expected...

Chun Niang actually did this for him!

Han Yanliang raised her sleeves to cover her face and pretended to cry, but she looked at him calmly from her sleeves.

Her cold-faced and greedy old father was actually troubled by the past.

She curved her lips, and her slightly raised apricot eyes were full of sarcasm.

Grand Administrator Yin rubbed his forehead and said solemnly: "I have let her down. I have had countless women in my life, but there has never been any one like her that haunts me and will not be forgotten for years. When I aspire to conquer the Central Plains in the future, Once I ascend to a high position, I will definitely find her and give her the dignity of a queen!"

What a promise as deep as the sea.

Han Yanliang listened, but just wanted to laugh.

Veranda in the distance.

Nan Baoyi leaned on the beauty's back and built a pergola with her hands, watching the father and daughter curiously.

Yin Sui whispered: "Jiaojiao, you can't hear what they are talking about from such a distance. Can you tell what they are talking about?"

"You can read lips."

"Wow, Jiaojiao, you actually know lip reading!"

"No, I don't understand. I just want to watch the excitement."

Yin Sui chatted.

I don’t understand yet I’m still reading it so enthusiastically, and I don’t know what it’s about.

Just as he was talking, Yin Chaozong came from one end of the corridor.

He said: "What are you doing?"

When Yin Sui saw him, she remembered what happened at Laojun Mountain that night. She was too shy to talk to him, so she just lowered her head and remained silent.

Nan Baoyi pointed to the pavilion: "Looking at them."

Yin Chaozong raised his eyes and landed on Han Yanliang's body.

Nan Baoyi raised his eyebrows and took advantage of the opportunity: "Speaking of which, Boss Han is Mr. Yin's half-sister. She was abandoned by her mother when she was young and lived a very lonely and difficult life. She is in the same situation as you. .If Mr. Yin is lucky enough to take charge of Luoyang in the future, can he record Boss Han's name in the family tree? Can he give her the honor that a noble daughter of a noble family deserves?"

Rather, she was the illegitimate daughter of the prefect's house.

Yin Chaozong watched Han Yanliang from a distance.

It is their common misfortune to have a father like Prefect Yin.

He said seriously: "I will love her as my own sister."

As he was about to leave, he caught a glimpse of Yin Sui from the corner of his eye.

Facing her clear and innocent eyes, he wanted to say something, but thinking of the battle two days later, he couldn't say anything.

No one can guarantee that they can escape from the battlefield unscathed.

Perhaps it is the right choice not to easily promise the future to the other party and not to give the other party unguaranteed hope.

Yin Chaozong reached out, picked up the fallen petals from Yin Sui's hair, and then left quietly.

Yin Sui raised her hand and touched her bun, her almond-shaped eyes full of nostalgia: "Jiaojiao, sometimes I feel that my eldest cousin doesn't like me, but sometimes, I feel that he likes me... What do you think?"

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