After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Xiao Yi looked at his hands full of oil, and felt the urge to stuff pig's trotters into Nan Guang's mouth.

But for Nan Jiaojiao's sake, he decided to be patient for now.

On the opposite side of the carriage, Nan Baoyi rolled up the bamboo curtain, looked at the scenery on the long street, and the figure of Nan Yan appeared in his mind.

What did she say to Xia Qingqing to stop Xia Qingqing from going crazy?

I always feel that she seems to have another trick...

At this time, Nan Yan applied medicine in the medical clinic, and the swelling on her cheeks finally subsided.

She hired a carriage and went straight to Xia Mansion. As soon as she stepped into Xia Qingqing's boudoir, a jade bowl flew towards her.

She caught the jade bowl, looked at the mess on the ground, then at Xia Qingqing who was still throwing things angrily, and smiled.

She put the jade bowl on the antique rack, and said softly: "Sister Qingqing, I told you that I have a way to make you marry Xiao Yi as Mrs. Hou when you are sick. Sit down and listen to me carefully." Say."

Xia Qingqing sat down with a distorted face: "If you dare to come up with bad ideas this time, I want you to look good!"

"Sister Qingqing, don't worry." Nan Yan poured tea for her in person, "When you discussed marriage with Xiao Yi in Xiling Snow Mountain before, the reason why he refused was because he already had a woman he liked."

"who is it?!"

"My sister, Nan Baoyi."

Xia Qingqing was shocked: "They are brother and sister!"

"What about brothers and sisters, there is no blood relationship."

"But if it spreads out, it's enough to ruin your reputation and make people despise it! This matter is no small matter, Nan Yan, do you have evidence?"

"Without evidence, how dare I talk nonsense? The purse Xiao Yi is wearing is from Nan Baoyi's hands. The red string hairband on his wrist, and the winning money on the hairband are also from Nanbao." Sister Qingqing, think about it carefully, if he doesn't like her, why would he wear these things next to his body? Besides, Nan Baoyi and I are both his younger sisters, why does he only treat Nan Baoyi differently?"

Xia Qingqing's expression was complicated.

Nan Yan encouraged: "Sister Qingqing, as long as you threaten the Nan family with this secret, grandma will definitely agree to your marriage with Xiao Yi for the sake of family reputation."

Xia Qingqing drank half a cup of tea and suddenly smiled.

She sarcastically said: "I originally thought that this life was over,

I didn't expect that there would be a chance to turn around! Sure enough, Young Master Xiao and I are destined to marry, seeing that I am married to someone else, but after turning around, I still want to become his woman! Probably, this is called marriage destined by heaven! "

Nan Yan smiled: "Miss Qingqing is beautiful and charming, and Xiao Yi is a high-ranking Marquis, you two are a match made in heaven! That fake imperial envoy will die as soon as he dies, who cares?"

Xia Qingqing stared at her.

Ever since Da Nan Yan gave her an idea, she was unlucky once.

This time, Nan Baoyi even took revenge and contracted a serious disease.

Nan Baoyi is hateful, and Nan Yan is equally hateful!

She smiled and ordered the maidservant: "Go, bring me the amber tracing marigold that I treasure."

The maid took out a brocade box from the inner room.

Xia Qingqing pushed the brocade box to Nan Yan, "This amber marigold was purchased from the Western Regions at a high price by my father. It is worth thousands of gold. For the sake of your consideration for me, I reward you."

Nan Rou opened the brocade box.

The teacups in the brocade box are exquisite and transparent, and they are first-class goods at first glance.

She humbly declined: "Sister Qingqing, it is my duty to help you, how dare I accept your gift?"

"My family has silver, it's just a teacup, you can take it back and use it!"

Nan Yan accepted the gift, left with a smile on her face.

Xia Qingqing watched her back, sneered, and casually picked her nails.

The maid said respectfully: "Miss's second cousin from afar has contracted tuberculosis, and that amber calendula is something he often uses. If Nan Rou uses it, she will also be infected. Miss is really clever!"

"Nan Yan loves vanity, and has never used such a good teacup. When she returns home, she will definitely be eager to use it. She caused me to be infected with willows, and I caused her to contract tuberculosis. It's evened!"

Complacent, Xia Qingqing said again: "Go and invite my mother over, she must find time to take a trip to Nanfu for me. If I can't marry a second-rank Beijing official, can I still marry a second-rank Marquis? I, Xia Qingqing, will eventually It is the life of the official wife!"

...

Nan Fu.

The spacious and luxurious carriage stopped slowly.

In autumn, the sun sets early, and at this time the sun is slanting to the west, and the sky is already dusk.

Nan Baoyi got off the carriage, and He Ye reminded in a low voice:

"Miss, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. According to the rules, you have to have a reunion dinner in the old lady's yard at noon, and each of the three rooms will enjoy the moon reunion in the evening. You haven't reunited with the master for two years. Why don't you take advantage of today's joy and invite him to court tomorrow night?" Wenyuan?"

Nan Baoyi thought it was true.

Since her mother left, she has not spent the holidays with her father.

Although the old man hated her, she was still willing to enjoy the moon and reunite with him.

She pinched Nanguang's sleeve and said coquettishly: "Father, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, come to Chaowenyuan to have a reunion dinner with me at night, and enjoy the moon together, okay? Tell me the story of Chang'e and the Jade Rabbit!"

The youngest daughter is soft and glutinous, and Danfeng's eyes are full of coquettishness.

Nan Guang's heart was as soft as water, he touched her little head, and responded with all his mouth: "Don't worry, Jiaojiao, Dad will definitely accompany you to have a reunion dinner tomorrow night! By the way, bring out your mother's memorial tablet, and ask her to join us in rewarding the reunion dinner." moon!"

Nan Baoyi was speechless.

The former words are quite gratifying, but what is the latter called?

What is "bringing out her mother's tablet"? !

Fortunately, she had long been used to the old guy's nonsense, so she made a few perfunctory remarks before turning around and returning to Chaowenyuan.

As she passed through the veranda, she commanded:

"He Ye, let the small kitchen start preparing dinner tomorrow morning. Be sure to cook more dishes that my father likes. His favorite food is stewed pork trotters with soybeans. You ask the small kitchen to stew for two more hours. If you want to stew It’s good if it’s crispy and tasty. In addition, go to the warehouse to move a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, and pick the most expensive ones.”

He Ye smiled all over her face: "Miss Chun Xiao."

Nan Baoyi thought for a while, and then said: "There are also moon cakes. My father likes to eat moon cakes filled with salted egg yolk. He asked the small kitchen to make more."

The lotus leaves should fall one by one.

Xiao Yi clasped his hands behind his back, not far or near.

It was just a meal with her father, the little girl was so happy that she even took the wind with her when she walked.

He looked out of the veranda indifferently.

As the dusk deepened, the sound of frogs in the garden continued, and a round of imperfect moon was reflected in the pond.

I wonder if the moon is full in Chang'an tonight?

He ridiculed Nan Jiaojiao to be so happy after having a reunion dinner with his father, but he didn't even have the chance to have a reunion dinner with his relatives.

It turned out that the real poor man was himself.

He curled his lips into a smile, cool and cold.

"Second brother!"

Nan Baoyi suddenly turned around.

She held Xiao Yi's sleeve solemnly, "Second brother, Xiao Tuanyuan tomorrow night, can you have dinner with us and enjoy the moon?"

The powerful minister lost his parents since he was a child, and lived alone in the world, even more pitiful than her.

She should love him!