After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

A furnace of agarwood incense burns in the royal study.

There is a pot of golden hibiscus sitting on the windowsill. It has not bloomed in winter, but its green branches have been pruned extremely delicately and beautifully.

A handsome and beautiful young man, dressed in a black Kowloon crown, with the twelve pearls removed from the original black imperial crown, is sitting behind a desk, looking through the map.

Just sitting there, he has the air of an emperor who is not angry and proud.

It was as if he was born to be the king of the Nine Palaces.

Nan Guang came in confidently and took a look at the embroidered dragon pattern on the train of Xiao Yi's robe. He felt that the dragon pattern was showing its teeth and claws. His calf softened unsatisfactorily, and his arrogant arrogance was instantly annihilated.

He couldn't help but bow down deeply and said loudly: "The common people pay their respects to the Emperor!"

His voice was filled with joy, and the maid serving in the imperial study couldn't help but lower her head and chuckle.

Xiao Yi's face was expressionless.

If Nan Hao Hao was not Nan Jiaojiao's biological father, he would definitely not bother to see him.

He said calmly: "Third uncle came to see me. Why?"

Nan Guang was even more happy when he saw that he was still willing to call him "third uncle". He quickly walked around to him, sat cross-legged next to him, and reached out to touch the embroidery pattern on his dragon robe.

The head chamberlain was horrified when he saw this, and quickly shouted: "Don't be arrogant in front of the emperor! Stop it quickly!"

Xiao Yi raised his hand to indicate that it was okay.

Nan Guang rubbed his hands and said excitedly: "Isn't it time to see you become the emperor? Come into the palace to observe and observe... This is the first time I have entered the Dayong Palace. The palace is indeed beautiful, even more spectacular than the palace city in Shengjing. Miles!"

Xiao Yi ignored him, only lowered his long eyelashes and stared at the map of Jiangnan quietly.

Nan Guang took out the oil paper bag from his wide sleeve and placed it next to the pile of memorials. He smiled from ear to ear and said, "Uncle San was afraid that you wouldn't be able to get used to the food in the palace, so he bought you Dongmen's puff pastry. In the past, Jiaojiao likes to eat that, and I thought about it, you also like to eat it..."

Xiao Yi's eyebrows were stern, he only raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the oil paper bag.

Nan Guang coughed twice and probed hopefully: "You are the emperor now and the most powerful person in the world. You also know how difficult it has been for the third uncle these years. See if you can give it to the third uncle in court." Arrange for an official and a half-job? The official Jiaojiao was before was the Great Situ, right? Which one do you think is suitable for me, Third Uncle?"

Xiao Yi slowly raised his head and stared at Nanguang.

His third uncle was blessed with good fortune. He was born into the Nan family. He had an upright mother and brother. He had a middle-aged lady from an official family who was willing to marry him. He also had many heirs and even an old man.

A person who spends all his time fighting cocks and being idle will be destined to be rich and noble all his life.

If Nan Jiaojiao lived half as comfortably as he does...

Xiao Yi's eyes were deep and his hand holding the map quietly tightened.

After a while, he chuckled: "Third uncle came to the palace to ask for an official position? Your little daughter is missing, and you still want to ask for an official position? Third uncle, she has been very filial to you these years, don't let her feel cold. .”

His voice was low and careless.

But it makes people fearful.

There is a fire burning in the imperial study room, which is very warm.

The smell of agarwood is slightly strong,

Nanguang felt inexplicably depressed.

A thin layer of sweat gradually broke out on his back, and he said nonchalantly: "It's just a joke, just a joke... I entered the palace for, for..."

Thinking of something, he suddenly slapped his thigh with relief: "You're not Jiaojiao's grandmother, so I have to go into the palace and ask you if you know Jiaojiao's whereabouts? Are you still willing to marry her in the future?"

"Xiao Yi, your grandmother has spoken. Our delicate innocence has been entrusted to you for a long time. You can't let her down. At least you have to make her a queen, right? Oh, by the way, there is also her brother, Sui'an. Although he is young, he will also be the country's uncle in the future, Xiao Yi, you have to help your brother-in-law!"

Xiao Yi looked back.

But he no longer had the heart to study the map.

His third uncle has been like this all his life. It's not that he doesn't love Nan Jiaojiao, it's just that his love for Nan Jiaojiao is never as fierce as that for other children.

He put away the album and tried to keep his attitude from being too ferocious: "If Third Uncle has nothing to do, why not go back to the house first? I still have important matters to discuss with my ministers."

The palace is so prosperous that Nanguang is not willing to leave.

He specially packed a change of clothes before entering the palace, hoping to stay in the palace.

He said with a shy face, "It's a rare visit, so I'm leaving now. What a pity...I heard that the Supreme Emperor also lives in the palace? The Supreme Emperor and I are relatives, so it's only polite to visit him. I even specially ordered the boy to bring two jars of wine——"

"Third uncle."

Xiao Yi interrupted him coldly.

The emperor's momentum spread to the entire imperial study room in an instant.

Nan Guang was horrified, his face was pale, and his calves were extremely weak. He quickly stood up and cupped his hands: "Since you are not happy, then I'd better go home and say goodbye——"

Without looking back, he fled out of the imperial study room.

The boy was waiting outside. When he saw him coming out, he hurriedly greeted him happily: "Master, can we stay in the palace?"

Nan Guang slapped him on the forehead: "Save your ass!"

He slapped it too hard and the boy didn't pay attention. The soft baggage and wine jar in his hand fell to the ground. The baggage fell apart, exposing the middle-aged man's change of laundry pants.

The master and servant blushed and hurriedly bent down to pick it up.

The courtiers who were waiting to see the emperor in the corridor couldn't help but snickered:

"Is this the witch's father? He's too shabby to be on the stage!"

"He is like this, and he still wants to be the head of the country... Not to mention what his daughter is, is this kind of countryman who has lost his etiquette before the emperor worthy of entering the palace and sitting with me?"

"..."

There are endless discussions.

Shi Ku saw this, and the veins on his forehead jumped wildly.

The master confessed the princess's innocence to the civil and military officials, but they just didn't believe her. It was not because the master was deceived by the enchantress and acted to protect her.

Shiku knew that Queen Shen had been ruthless and domineering over the past year.

Under her control, the forbearance of the aristocratic family and the anger of the humble family have reached their peak. Now that they have finally taken the initiative, they are in urgent need of someone to vent their anger on.

They did not dare to vent their anger on Queen Shen, so they took their anger out on the princess, calling her a witch and a beauty. They repeatedly remonstrated with their master and demanded that the princess's head be used as a memorial to the dead crown prince and loyal ministers of the Wen family.

All kinds of comments make people angry!

Shiku scolded: "If you, sir, have anything to say, you might as well go and say it in front of the new emperor. What's the point of being so talkative?!"

The aristocratic families looked at each other a few times, not taking him as a little bodyguard seriously at all, they smiled disdainfully and continued to talk.

Very bitter and short of breath.

But I understand a little bit about Queen Shen's extraordinary ability. She can't suppress this group of aristocratic families without thunderous means!

In the imperial study room.

Xiao Yi's face was filled with coldness, and he raised his hand to overturn the low table.

There was a loud "bang", and the memorial, pen, ink, paper and inkstone fell all over the floor.

The discussion outside the corridor suddenly stopped.

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