After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

After living in Luoyang for a while, Nan Baoyi could barely speak a few local dialects.

She got close to the kitchen cook in dialect and managed to get a plate of snacks.

After wandering around the village carrying snacks, she saw the surviving soldiers holding swords and sitting in twos and threes under the shade of the trees, their heads lowered and not knowing what they were thinking.

The group of ladies who went up the mountain took their husbands with them, some of them tried to persuade them earnestly, and some of them grabbed the men's ears and cursed them, forcing them to quickly bring their confidants down the mountain to confess.

She looked at it for a moment, feeling a little complicated.

After walking through several corridors and asking a few more soldiers, I finally found Shen Yichao's wing.

There are dead soldiers guarding the door of the wing.

She stared for a moment to make sure that Shen Yichao was not in the room, then she pretended to be a maid delivering food and walked to the door of the wing carrying snacks.

She smiled and said to the dead man: "I'm delivering food to you, please open the door."

The dead man saw that she was petite, delicate and not threatening, and the mistress did not deny the beauty in the room food, so he opened the door and let her in.

Nan Baoyi stepped into the threshold and saw Han Yanliang sitting on the bed, staring at the rolling mountains outside the window.

She whispered: "Boss Han!"

Han Yanliang looked at her and was surprised: "Why are you here?"

She glanced at the door worriedly, and when she saw that the dead man was not paying attention to the room, she frowned and said, "That's so ridiculous. Do you know where this place is? Master, too. How dare I let you enter the mountain with confidence?"

Nan Baoyi showed no signs of timidity.

She lay on the bedside and touched Han Yanliang's wound distressedly: "Boss Han, do you feel any pain? How could Shen Yichao be so cruel... By the way, where has he gone?"

"Make tea next door." Han Yanliang tucks her broken hair on her forehead, "You can sneak down the mountain when you find an opportunity, and don't worry about me. I am from Tianshu, and I have long been prepared to sacrifice for the overall situation."

Nan Baoyi pursed her lips.

The beauty in front of her has a pale face and firm eyes.

Her mother abandoned her for a man and betrayed the mission she was born to shoulder.

But she has a strong heart and will be loyal to her king until death.

She is the well-deserved leader of Tianshu.

Nan Baoyi thought for a while and reassured: "The mission is important, but we cannot make unnecessary sacrifices for the sake of the mission...Boss Han is young and in his prime. He will have a bright future in the future. It is really unfair to die here..."

The cold smoke stared at her.

Their princess is young, but she speaks in a measured and measured manner, like an old scholar.

She chuckled.

Nan Baoyi tilted his head, Danfeng's eyes sparkling: "Why are you laughing?"

Han Yanliang pinched her cheek: "Laugh at our princess' cuteness."

Somehow, as long as she was with Nan Jiaojiao and saw this girl smiling, she would be very happy, as if as long as she was by her side, there would be unlimited hope for the future.

She decided to escape from Laojun Mountain with Nan Baoyi, so she said: "Shen Yichao said he would take me out of Luoyang in the next two days. I guess he might have a way to leave Laojun Mountain quietly. Nan Jiaojiao,

When the time comes for you and me to act according to the circumstances, that may be our only chance to escape. "

Nan Baoyi nodded.

After communicating, she picked up the tray and walked outside the house.

As soon as he stepped out of the threshold, he was shocked to bump into Shen Yichao returning to the wing.

The aristocratic husband who used to be more beautiful in white clothes is now stained with filth. His long black hair hangs loosely on the right side, only tied with a black hairband.

His eyebrows were still handsome, but they looked a little more sinister and cool.

Nan Baoyi's heart beat like a drum, he hurriedly lowered his head and bowed respectfully.

Shen Yichao looked down at her.

His eyes were so sharp, and just when Nan Baoyi's calves were trembling slightly and about to collapse, Han Yanliang's voice came from the room: "Where is the tea made by Mr. Xiao Lang? I'm a little thirsty."

Shen Yichao's eyebrows softened a bit.

He ignored the dark-faced little maid and walked past her.

Nan Baoyi stroked his chest and ran away quickly.

After not sleeping for two days and one night, Nan Baoyi randomly ate some spring cakes and buttermilk, and then chose a remote corner of a big tree to replenish his strength by sleeping.

When I woke up, it was already dusk.

There is a sweet fragrance around me.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and heard a distant sigh.

She looked over and saw Xiaochun sitting deep in her arms, her pomegranate red skirt being blown by the wind under the setting sun, creating bright ripples in the water.

Xiaochun pinched a leaf deeply and whispered: "What I love is just a figment of my imagination when I was young. In the past twenty years, I have been obsessed with it after all."

Nan Baoyi didn't know what happened between her and Yin Sinian.

But looking at her expression, it seemed that she and the Yin Snian couple were not getting along happily.

Do you regret the choices you made back then?

Probably regretful.

Nan Baoyi probed: "Boss Han's matter..."

Xiao Chunshen said solemnly: "Yin Sinian still loves my skin. Tonight, I will find an excuse for him to summon Shen Yichao. After the tiger leaves the mountain, it depends on Nan Situ whether he can take Xiaoxiao down the mountain."

Nan Baoyi nodded and said, "Then you... are you going to see Boss Han?"

After all, she is the biological mother.

After tonight, maybe mother and daughter are just around the corner.

Xiaochun lowered his head deeply.

Her long eyelashes cast shadows on her face, and her smile became more bitter.

She said: "I want to see her, but do I have the nerve to see her now? Rather than letting her know my filth and downfall over the years, and making her feel ashamed and miserable for me as a mother, I would rather live a clean life." In her memory. This is the last thing I can do for Xiaoxiao, and I hope Nan Situ will do it!"

The woman stood up and saluted solemnly.

Nan Baoyi quickly supported her: "I used to think that Senior Aunt was confused. Today, Senior Aunt actually made me look at her differently."

The night is like splashing ink, quietly sweeping over the entire mountain range.

Nan Baoyi stared at the orange lanterns lit in the village, secretly thinking that there were only a few hours left before the time she and her second brother agreed.

Suddenly a shout came from the distance:

"It's on fire, the stockade is on fire, come and put out the fire!"

The shouts gradually became louder and louder.

Nan Baoyi looked into the distance and saw fire rising into the sky, which was particularly eye-catching in the dark night.

Countless soldiers carried buckets of water and hurried to the place where the fire broke out.

Nan Baoyi's eyes moved slightly.

Boss Han once said that Shen Yichao would leave Laojun Mountain in the next two days. Could it be that he ordered people to set off the fire in order to distract Yin Sinian and the imperial army so that he could sneak Boss Han down the mountain while taking advantage of the chaos?

That should be the case.

Fortunately, she went up the mountain in advance and was fully prepared.

She lurked near the wing, waiting for Shen Yichao to be summoned by Yin Sinian.

In the wing room, there was a dim light.

Shen Yichao packed his bags and sat down by the couch.

He stroked Han Yan's cool and smooth cheek: "When the fire spreads to the mountains and the village becomes more chaotic, I will take you away. Yan Yan, from now on, we will live and die together, and we will never leave."

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