After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Xiao Yi was surprised: "Why do you think so?"

Seeing that Nan Baoyi was aggrieved and unable to answer, he pursed his thin lips and smiled for a moment, then said seriously: "I have never thought about this. I have no complaints about you not being able to have a child, let alone getting a little princess unexpectedly?"

There was contentment in his eyes.

He took Nan Baoyi's little hand and intertwined his fingers with hers carefully: "I am not with Nan Jiaojiao to carry on the family line, nor to covet your family's wealth, nor for your appearance. I am with you, Just to be with you.”

At this moment, the cruel emperor put down all his airs and tried his best to give his woman a sense of security.

Listening to his confession, the uneasiness hidden in Nan Baoyi's heart quietly disappeared.

She raised her eyes and smiled sweetly. She stood on tiptoes and hugged Xiao Yi's neck: "Second brother!"

The fragrance of hibiscus fills my arms.

Xiao Yi hugged her back, smelled the fragrance of her hair deeply, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

The two of them had been chatting for a long time, and Nan Baoyi suddenly patted his head: "I came here today. In addition to sending a brush to my second brother, I have one more important thing to do!"

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The patio and veranda in the small pavilion are winding and winding.

Nan Baoyi held Xiao Yi's sleeve and came to the moon gate of a stone cave like a thief.

She quietly peeked in. There were rare and rare grasses growing in the courtyard, and a middle-aged man in white uniforms was sitting behind the piano table, playing the strings slowly and leisurely. The sound was casual and low.

The breeze rolled up his wide sleeves and hairband, adding a bit of elegance and calmness, but after all he was a little sicker and thinner.

Nan Baoyi regretted: "Second brother, I could never imagine that your father was a young overlord who frightened all the countries more than 20 years ago. He was born handsome, and he must have been so majestic back then!"

Xiao Yi was unhappy: "You brought me here just to see my father? It's better to see me than to see him."

Nan Baoyi rolled her eyes at him angrily: "What are you thinking about?"

The two were arguing quietly when footsteps were heard from the door opposite the patio.

Nan Baoyi looked hurriedly.

Queen Shen is indeed here.

Yuchi Changgong followed her, with a very unhappy look on his face.

Queen Shen sat on the round stool, puffed up her wide sleeves, and looked at the piano table. There was sarcasm on her beautiful face: "I didn't know that you could also play the piano."

Xiao Yu pressed the strings.

As the last note faded, he said: "The Xiao family are all good at music."

"So, you deliberately pretended to be Zhaonu to attract me in Fengxue Temple?" Shen Jiang sneered, "You don't even look at how much you weigh, so you are worthy of pretending to be him?"

Behind the cave moon gate.

Xiao Yi whispered: "Pretending to be Zhao Nu?"

In a few words, Nan Baoyi recounted what happened at the Fengxue Temple by the river that day.

Xiao Yi: "So you suspect that the piano master back then was actually my father?"

Nan Baoyi nodded: "No one would hide the belongings of a love rival. With your father's domineering attitude back then, if he wanted to kill the violinist, he would definitely destroy all his belongings.

But he only keeps that white fox mask, don't you think it's strange? What's more, your father is also an extremely proud man. There is no way he can pretend to be a love rival to gain Empress Shen's favor. "

Xiao Yi was silent.

If the luthier back then was his father, then why did he stage a scene to kill the luthier later?

Is it worth letting Shen Jiang hate him for more than twenty years?

In the patio.

The sun was dappled, and the vines on the wall bloomed with small lavender flowers. The shadows of the flowers fell on Xiao Yu's clothes, giving a sense of calmness after years of accumulation.

Xiao Yu faced Shen Jiang's mocking face with a light and calm smile: "Are those pills easy to use? Do they still hurt on a full moon night?"

Shen Jiang's expression changed slightly, and his face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost and snow.

She quickly came back to her senses and smiled: "Don't think that because you helped me, I won't bear grudges against you. Xiao Yu, you owe me a lot!"

Xiao Yu seemed to be murmuring to himself: "Yes, I owe you too much..."

For more than twenty years, his attitude has always been this concession.

Shen Jiang tapped the flower with his fingers and said in a somewhat impatient tone: "Nan Baoyi is used to talking nonsense, but he actually said that you are Zhaonu. It's so ridiculous! Xiao Yu, I won't allow you to play the piano again in the future. You are not worthy. !”

Xiao Yu closed his eyes deeply.

The cyan eyelashes were like smoke and drizzle, depicting indescribable complex emotions on his face.

The hands on the strings tightened again and again. He slowly opened his eyes, still smiling: "Okay."

He always seems to have a bad temper.

Shen Jiang felt angry for no reason.

Perhaps she was extremely bored, so she got up and left.

After taking a few steps, she suddenly turned around and took out the old white fox mask from her wide sleeves: "Let me ask you, why have you kept his things?"

Xiao Yu stared at the mask and remained silent for a long time.

Shen Jiang was unhappy: "Xiao Yu!"

Xiao Yu chuckled twice: "Just treat it as a trophy, there is no other meaning."

Shen Jiang frowned angrily, his chest heaved violently, and he turned around and left in anger.

After taking a few steps, she bit her lower lip and stopped walking again.

She turned around and stared at Xiao Yu with her delicate and sharp phoenix eyes.

——Empress, do you think the violinist back then could be the emperor? He always wears a mask, and you have never seen his face...

Nan Baoyi's words came to her ears again, like a magic voice urging her to do something.

For more than 20 years, bowls of contraceptive soup appear before my eyes every month.

After crossing the river, the bottle of blood-red elixir he gave her was dazzling, cruel, yet gentle.

She stared at Xiao Yu's pale face and suddenly stepped forward quickly out of nowhere.

She held his chin and put the white fox mask on his face regardless of it——

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Good night

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