After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Because it was close to New Year's Eve, the woman's funeral was not a grand affair. After a simple coffin, she was buried on the outskirts of the city.

Yuchi calmly arranged the simple funeral without shedding tears, and calmly supported his aunt's coffin into the burial ground, showing his tenacity and uprightness.

But on New Year's Eve, Nan Baoyi didn't see Yuchi.

She came to his aunt's dormitory.

When I opened the door, the room was dark, and the bitter medicinal smell of the past had dissipated a lot.

Yuchi sat at the foot of the bed, staring blankly at the pile of thick insoles on the bed.

She walked over: "Yuchi?"

The young man pulled his lips and pointed at the insole: "She has been sewing this for me in the last few days before she died. With so many insoles, I won't be able to wear them all until I die, right?"

Nan Baoyi was silent.

"She is an embroiderer. She has no ability to compete for favors and is always bullied in the house. I don't want her to be a lowly child and want to make great achievements so that people will look at her with admiration and make her mother more valuable based on her son. So I I went north to Chang'an and tried to steal the military defense map of the North. But I didn't know that my father's sweetheart was Empress Shen. Even if I got the defense map, I couldn't compete for my aunt's favor."

He is obviously an eight-foot-tall man, but his words carry the gentleness of Jiangnan.

Nan Baoyi poured a cup of hot tea and put it in his hand.

Yuchi raised his hands to cover his eyes: "After I came back from Chang'an, my aunt became seriously ill day by day, and she could only rely on ginseng soup every day to survive. I waited in the room and watched her become thinner and wither, like a rotten lilac flower. .

"I came less and less, until finally I didn't want to step into her house anymore. As long as I couldn't see her, I felt that she might be recovering. Maybe the next time I came, she would be sitting under the eaves with a rosy face, basking in the sun. He smiled and told me who had a new grandson.

"Sister Baoyi, tonight is New Year's Eve. The house is so lively, with lanterns and colorful decorations everywhere... But my aunt died at the end of the old year. Because she was a concubine, I couldn't even light a white lantern for her. point……"

His voice dropped and turned into a sob.

Nan Baoyi stretched out her hand and put it on his shoulder silently.

Yuchi grabbed her hand and hugged her suddenly.

He held her so tightly, like a drowning man holding on to a driftwood.

He lay on her shoulder, accompanied by the sound of firecrackers in the distance, and suddenly burst into tears at this moment: "Sister Baoyi... I miss my aunt..."

Nan Baoyi wiped his red eyes and raised his head speechlessly.

It turns out that the time when a loved one has just passed away is not the most painful time for a person.

In the days and nights after my death, I remembered the things I saw and the people I saw, and the memories that suddenly came out when I least expected them were the most heart-wrenching ones, like life was worse than death, so dense and dense.

…

On the sixth day of the first lunar month, the weather finally cleared up in Jinling, and the long-lost sunshine fell on the garden vegetation. The maids happily took out the quilts to dry in the sun.

Nan Baoyi sat under the window and played chess with Yuchi.

She finally figured it out. Yuchi was a concubine, and his status in the palace was far inferior to that of the two legitimate sons under Yuchi's father. When the high-ranking officials and families from Jiangzuo came to visit, they paid no attention to him at all, so even if they were busy In the New Year, he is still free.

She made a move: "Speaking of which,

Did the letter I asked you to send last time reach the second brother's hand? "

Yuchi held the warm jade chess piece and paused with his fingertips.

That letter was later burned by him.

He only has sister Baoyi, and he doesn't want sister Baoyi to be with Xiao Daoyan.

He pretended that nothing happened: "The man went to Jiangbei, but no news came back. I guess that because Dayong's investigation was strict, the letter might not have been delivered to Xiao Daoyan. Or... he I received the letter, but I don’t want to reply.”

Nan Baoyi picked up a chess piece.

She raised her eyes to look at Yuchi, and the young man was also staring at her. His slightly raised peach blossom eyes were full of affection, like a small fish swimming lightly, a little more gentle than the spring water in March.

At this moment, Nan Baoyi understood everything.

She put the chess pieces back into the chess basket and picked up the unfinished game without saying a word.

Yuchi was startled, and quickly held her hand picking up the chess pieces: "Sister Baoyi——"

"open!"

Nan Baoyi broke away from him, his red phoenix eyes seemed to be burning with fire: "You withheld my letter privately, right? Yuchi, I trust you, that's why I gave the letter to you. You keep saying you are helping me, but you act in private Mean, you said you wanted to be friends with me, what kind of friend do you think you are?!"

The girl is concerned about the child in her belly and never gets angry or loses her temper.

At this moment, with a cold expression on her pretty face, she stood up and was about to walk out.

Yuchi looked panic-stricken and hurriedly caught up with her and grabbed her: "I was wrong. It was because I was jealous of him that I refused to give him the letter. Sister, don't be angry -"

Nan Baoyi ignored him and still wanted to leave.

Yuchi was anxious and quickly held her thin shoulders and pressed her against the eaves.

His handsome and deep eyebrows were stained with panic. He licked his dry lips and tried to make up for it: "I, I can arrange for you to meet, is it okay?"

Meet……

Nan Baoyi raised his head hesitantly: "Seriously?"

"Seriously!" Yuchi nodded seriously, "The Lantern Festival will be in a few days, and there will be a Lantern Festival and Flower Festival in Jinling City, and all the people will go out to enjoy it. Taking advantage of the chaos in the city, I will arrange a place for you to meet... …”

Nan Baoyi knew that there were troops guarding the river bank.

She wanted to escape to Jiangbei, but it was as difficult as going to heaven.

But the second brother is good at martial arts, so it is not difficult for him to secretly visit Jinling.

The girl stroked her belly, Danfeng's eyes sparkling.

Seeing her like this, Yuchi quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

He took out a piece of green plum candy from his wide sleeve, took her hand and put it in his palm: "I heard that pregnant people like to eat sour candy. This kind of candy is very sour. Will my sister like it if she tries it? If she likes it, tell me as soon as possible. I'll go buy a big bag."

The candy is crystal clear, and there is a green plum wrapped in the snow-white frosting.

Nan Baoyi looked at it for a moment and whispered: "Yuchi, I don't love you. I will never be able to fall in love with another husband again in my life."

Green plum candy exudes a sweet and slightly sour fragrance, like small green oranges with rice-white flower stalks on the branches, or like a secret love that has not yet matured.

Yuchi lowered his head: "I know... I knew it when I was in Chang'an."

Nan Baoyi took two steps back, bowed politely to him, and left.

It's sunny today.

Because she would see her second brother in a few days, Nan Baoyi was in a good mood, and Queen Shen had no energy to take care of her for the time being, so she simply wandered around Yuchi's mansion.

There is ice and snow in the garden, and several plum trees are in bloom.

Young heroes from Jiangzuo gathered in a pavilion by the water, chatting, composing poems, drinking and playing.

Yuchishan was also among them, but she couldn't help but look frequently to the southeast.

Nan Baoyi looked along her line of sight. There was a stone boat shaded by green pines and cypresses in the southeast. He could faintly see the man in white clothes, sitting inside like an immortal, with a black ribbon tied at the end of his hair and knuckles. Distinctive fingers gently caressed the strings, causing white cranes to crow on the lake.

Directly opposite him, an unkempt girl sat on her knees, feasting on the table full of delicacies like an evil spirit reincarnated.

Nan Baoyi squinted for a long time and asked in disbelief: "Wei Chuchu?"

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