After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

How deep does love have to be before one is willing to plan for her for the rest of his life?

Nan Baoyi stood under the eaves, facing the moonlight in the garden alone.

It turns out that Xiao Yu had planned everything for Queen Shen a long time ago.

It turns out that he was losing weight year after year just because he had to use blood to refine medicine for Queen Shen...

A woman's hysterical screams could be heard in the room.

The small porcelain bottle was smashed to the ground, and the small cinnabar-red pills scattered in all directions. The aroma of herbs was mixed with the strong smell of blood. The truth about the fall of the young overlord in the past was cruel yet gentle.

Nan Baoyi turned and looked at the flower window.

Behind the window, Queen Shen was tortured by the poison and looked hideous. Yuchi Changgong hugged her tightly and ordered the maid to pick up the pills, while begging her in a low voice not to mess around.

Shen Jiang was furious, turned around and grabbed his neck, with a stern voice: "It's so hard to catch Xiao Daoyan, but you let him go just for a bottle of antidote... Yuchi Changgong, for a coward like you, you don't deserve to claim to love me." palace?!"

Yuchi Changgong's eyes flashed with a hurt look: "Sister——"

"A woman's kindness!" Shen Jianghan pushed him away with a face and angrily swept down the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk, "I am not afraid of hardship, I am only afraid that I will not be able to overturn his empire in my lifetime!"

Yuchi Changgong leaned against the wall.

He stared at the other party's beautiful but sharp red phoenix eyes and said softly: "Sister, why do you have to fight with him? Scholars often say that everything is like a cloud, so why don't you let him go and let yourself go? If you are willing, you will be with me from now on. What's wrong with the old Jiangnan?"

Shen Jiang sulked: "You're dreaming!"

Yuchi Changgong lowered his eyebrows.

After a moment, he seemed to be murmuring to himself: "You have been against Xiao Yu for half your life... But love is also love, and hate is also love. I don't believe that my sister can love the piano master for more than 20 years. The reason why she has come to this point is to support her. I'm afraid yours is not the piano master from back then, but Xiao Yu..."

"Shut up!"

Shen Jiang scolded him coldly, and finally endured the pain of poison poisoning his heart, and stepped out of the bedroom with a puff of sleeves.

When she bumped into Nan Baoyi who was guarding the door, her face became even colder: "Did he give you that bottle of antidote? Why didn't you tell me in the first place?!"

Nan Baoyi didn't like her condescending attitude.

She couldn't talk to Xiao Yi well tonight, and she was angry in her heart, so she retorted: "This is not the only thing you don't know? Poinsettia is his confidant, didn't you expect that? Your Majesty is confused by nature. Letting down the emperor may be the biggest mistake in your life."

Shen Jiang sneered: "You have never experienced my past, so what qualifications do you have to judge me?!"

Just as she was about to slap Nan Baoyi, Yuchi Beichen arrived just in time: "Your Majesty, please be merciful!"

He firmly protected Nan Baoyi behind him: "My Majesty, if you have something to say, what are you going to do? We are all people of status, why should we lose our decency and make others laugh!"

Shen Jiang was too lazy to pay attention to him.

She stared at Nan Baoyi and said solemnly: "You have been protected by Ayan since you were a child...Nan Baoyi, if you have experienced everything I have experienced, you may not be able to compare with me today."

She fluttered her sleeves and left, her dark purple dress swaying like bottomless water waves.

…

At the turn of spring and summer,

The garden is full of pomegranates.

Nan Baoyi recovered quickly. On weekdays, she liked to look through embroidery pattern booklets and think about embroidering a beautiful skirt for her little lady.

Before she could find the pattern she wanted, Shen Jiang was attracted by the maids.

Nan Baoyi raised his eyebrows.

Empress Shen never sets foot in her territory, and she is afraid that the weasel will be unkind to the rooster today.

She closed the book, stood up and gave a blessing, maintaining the politeness on the surface: "Why do you have time to come to my yard?"

Shen Jiang glanced at the house: "Batian is still sleeping?"

Tyrant...

Nan Baoyi suppressed the disgust in her heart, half-smiling but not smiling, and said crisply: "Thank you for your concern, my dear. A Chou just went to bed."

Shen Jiangyang raised the invitation in his hand: "Jiangbei has sent envoys. Ayan will hold a banquet at the Xianhe Tower in Jiangxin Xiaozhou tomorrow to entertain the Jiangnan family."

Nan Baoyi looked calm.

The hands in the sleeves were quietly clenched with excitement.

The second brother really accepted her suggestion that night...

Before she could finish her excitement, Shen Jiang said again: "You have been in Jiangnan for so long, and I have never taken you on a tour through Jinling. It's sunny today. How about you, do you dare to go to Jinling City with me?"

Nan Baoyi was trapped in the small Yuchi Mansion and had long been depressed.

She smiled, her eyes were clear in black and white and showed no fear, her little face was calm and calm, her figure was as thin as a willow, and she had tenacity and confidence that she had never had before.

She said warmly: "Your Majesty personally invited me, how dare I disobey?"

The city of Jinling is sunny and sunny.

Nan Baoyi and Shen Jiang took a green gauze carriage with long eaves and walked slowly along the Qinhuai River.

Crossing Jinling City, the Qinhuai River leads all the way to the stone mountains on the outskirts of the city. The green trees on both sides are shaded by weeping willows. A wind and snow temple stands on the water bank. After the passage of time, it has long been dilapidated.

The green gauze car with long eaves slowly stopped.

Shen Jiang lazily held his chin: "Back then, this place was quite lively and prosperous, and people from villages and towns liked to gather here for the market. It was here that I met him."

Nan Baoyi blinked.

Queen Shen brought her out to tell her about the past.

Curious and excited, she picked up a plate of melon seeds and prepared to eat them while listening to them. Queen Shen gave her an indifferent look and put them back down.

Shen Jiang continued: "That year, the grass in the south of the Yangtze River was growing and warblers were flying, and the geese returning from the north loved to play with the tender yellow paper kites. The sky was clear and the air was clear, and the relaxed and gentle spring seemed to have no end. I was eating candied haws, walking through the market in about 10 minutes. Very light and cheerful.

"I heard someone playing the harp on the river bank, and I followed the sound of the harp. I saw him dressed in white like snow, wearing a smiling white fox mask. The sound of the harp was as clean and refreshing as his person..."

As Shen Jiang recalled it, a smile appeared on her still beautiful face, like a girl who was inexperienced in the world.

"Girls' love comes so easily. A rattle, a hairpin, or a piece of piano music may make them fall in love. But back then, I fell in love with his elegance and gentleness."

Shen Jiang talked eloquently, but his face gradually became cold: "No matter how good the spring scenery is, it will eventually come to an end. I was caught by Yuchi Qinghuan, and he came to save me alone. I will always remember that by this river, he was How they fought fiercely with hundreds of people, how they desperately wanted to take me away, but it's a pity..."

She lowered her eyelashes, as if she didn't want to remember it anymore.

Nan Baoyi pursed her lips.

It seems that the violinist back then failed to save Shen Jiang.

But the beauty of meeting Jiangnan in early March, and the ruthlessness of risking his life for her, warmed Empress Shen's thorny road of more than twenty years.

Shen Jiang's eyebrows were cold: "I hate Xiao Yu, I hate him for killing the love of my life, and I hate him for robbing me. Nan Baoyi, everyone in this world can hate me, but he, Xiao Yu, is not qualified. That’s what he owes me, he owes me his life!”

Nan Baoyi was silent.

If her second brother was killed by another man, she would fight to the death for revenge.

Even she found it ridiculous to persuade Queen Shen to put down her hatred at this time.

When the carriage was quiet, a distant sound of piano came from the distance.

Shen Jiang was startled, then suddenly jumped off the carriage and hurried to Fengxue Temple.

Nan Baoyi quickly followed and followed Fengxue Temple in confusion, only to see that the place was deserted and there was only a huge statue of the Dragon King standing there.

Someone once played the guqin here, and the guqin is still there, but his whereabouts are unknown.

On the piano case, there is still a white fox mask that was not taken away in time.

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I went to Erhai Lake today. I only had time to write one chapter when I came back. I will try to update two chapters tomorrow.

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