After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Ning Wanzhou didn't let go of the bowstring, but fear flashed across his eyes.

His people were all around, but the emperor uncle appeared silently...

It is said that Uncle Huang is no longer the overlord who was brave and good at fighting in the past, but tonight, he felt an irresistible pressure from Uncle Huang.

Four eyes face each other.

Xiao Yu called: "Wan Zhou."

Ning Wanzhou's hand holding the bowstring tightened even more, his eyebrows were stained with pain, and he said solemnly, "Uncle Emperor, she killed my father and A-niang."

Xiao Yu closed his eyes.

Of course he knew all the crimes committed by Shen Jiang.

but……

The source of all crimes is because of him.

Failing to protect her in those years has already made him hate for life, and he can't watch her die.

He held Ning Wanzhou's bow and arrow, and muttered: "After the world is settled, all the sins she committed, I will make up for her, and I will accept the punishment for her. Wan Zhou, how about letting her go?"

Ning Wanzhou's face was grim.

He stepped back two steps, and sternly: "It is your sister who died! Make up? What can your uncle make up for?! Maybe you can give me a generous salary, but can you make my mother come back from the dead?! You can make me Did A Niang drink the tea that Baozhu personally offered?! If I can’t, what use is it for me to have high officials?!"

He was hysterical.

He has endured it for two full years.

In the days and nights in northern Xinjiang, he was wiping his sharp blade, and he hated Shen Jiang.

He is not afraid of the hardships in the army, nor is he afraid of the deserts and sandstorms in northern Xinjiang.

He just wanted to develop his skills and return to Chang'an to take revenge on Shen Jiang!

He grabbed the bow and arrow, recklessly aimed at Shen Jiang again——

"Wan Zhou..." Xiao Yu whispered, "She and Nan Baoyi planted twin gu, you kill her, Nan Baoyi will die too. Otherwise, you thought, why did Ayan hesitate on the golden bird stage? ?"

His voice was very soft, with helpless sadness.

He wanted to touch the boy's head for comfort, but he felt unqualified.

Across the courtyard with flowers and trees, Ning Wanzhou stared at the beautiful purple figure.

His hand holding the bow and arrow trembles uncontrollably, his lips faded, and his handsome face is full of reluctance.

Such a good opportunity...

Shen Jiang just ate the banquet unguardedly in the hall, and the restaurant was surrounded by his confidants.

Such a good opportunity...

His breathing began to swift, and the arrow aimed at and staggered, repeatedly, until a cold sweat broke out on his palm, until the figures of his parents and Nanjia sisters interlaced in his mind, he still couldn't make up his mind.

"Master of the country!"

The crisp female voice suddenly came.

A little maid hurried over and said respectfully: "Grandpa Guo, Madam just woke up from a drink, and she was going to Nanwu Girl for a drink without seeing you. The slaves and maids could hardly stop her!"

Ning Wanzhou was sweaty.

After the wind blew, it was very cold.

I don't know how long it took, that bow and arrow suddenly fell to the ground.

Ning Wanzhou slowly dropped his hands.

The palm of his hand was worn and bleeding from the bowstring, and his fingers were dripping red.

He lowered his head, his deep and beautiful eyebrows were full of unwillingness.

But what if...

He can't hold the bow anymore.

With red eyes, he turned and walked towards the residence.

The confidant guard was stunned: "Duke Guo?! The old man's hatred—"

Ning Wanzhou has already gone far.

His confidant stomped his feet fiercely, and had to take the guards away unwillingly.

Xiao Yu leaned over and picked up the bow and arrow.

The river breeze blows away the dark clouds, and there is a bright moon on the small continent in the heart of the river.

Shen Jiang appeared under the flower tree.

She lazily folded a flower: "When his father was alive, I didn't pay attention to him. How could he kill me? Why do you run out and pretentiously dissuade me, do you want me to accept your love?"

Xiao Yu handed the bow and arrow to his entourage.

He looked at Shen Jiang: "These years, I have been in the throne, but I have never cared about you. I let you act recklessly, let your power go into the field, I thought you would turn around after playing enough, but I don't want to take you His ambitions have grown bigger and bigger, and it has become the situation it is today."

"Look at me..." Shen Jiang pinned these three words and sneered, "It's clearly the power that I took away from you, so how come you run me?"

The sound of the river was surging in the distance.

The flowers and trees fall colorful.

Shen Jiang opened his arms and raised his chin domineeringly: "I don't care about the devastation of the country, nor the displacement of the people. All I want is that you live in regret for the rest of your life! Xiao Yu, you now regret it?"

She is beautiful, but her eyes are crazy.

Xiao Yu looked at her quietly.

After a long while, he stepped forward and gently wiped the petals from the corners of her temples.

The fingertips paused on her cheeks, his eyes lowered, and his voice was low and narrow: "Ajaan, you have always hated Jiangnan, so why bother to aggravate yourself to follow Yuchi Changgong? Come back to Changan with me? It's okay to go back to Changan for your sin, I will do it You carry it. I will repay the life debt you owe. I only want you to live well..."

The emotions in his eyes are mixed.

There is guilt for the dead, sadness for the past, resentment and helplessness towards Shen Jiang, and the determination to protect her and love her.

Shen Jiang flicked away his hand, taking two steps back with a cold face.

She stared at Xiao Yu.

At this time, the petals were like flying snow, gently falling on his robe, and the moonlight leaped between his brows and eyes, and it was as gentle as jade.

It gradually coincided with the man in the memory who played the piano on a snowy night.

She shook her head quickly, forcing herself to forget such thoughts.

She is really crazy. How could she be Zhaonu if she hated someone for so many years?

He is definitely not!

After persuading herself this way, she looked even colder: "The matter is over, neither you nor I can look back. Xiao Yu, do you remember what happened when we were young? We were invincible on the battlefield when we joined forces. Now I want to know. , Who is better than you or me. Years of grievances are also over. You are fighting for the country and I am here for Zhaonu. Xiao Yu, after tonight, we will see you on the battlefield."

She turned around and left.

The movement here has already attracted Yuchi Changgong and the others, and they followed her when they saw her walking towards the river.

Xiao Yu could not stay.

He coughed badly and reached out to support the tree trunk. The body that had been bleeding for more than two decades finally squatted down unsupportably. His face was pale and his shoulders trembled violently, as if he was about to run out of oil.

"Ajaan..."

He murmured, with emotions in his eyes.

...

The back garden embraces the mansion.

A group of officials stepped out of the threshold with a look of disappointment.

After all, they compromised with Xiao Daoyan.

I wanted to verbally agree temporarily, but when I returned to Jiangnan, I turned my face and refused to admit it. Who knew that Xiao Daoyan was even deeper than they thought. He actually forced them to set up a note by himself, and even pressed their fingerprints!

Yes, not only did they fail to send their daughter into the harem, they also joined the family's future!

Nan Baoyi stepped into the holding mansion.

The handsome man, sitting under the lamp, was slowly sorting out the writings.

She said crisply: "Second brother!"

Xiao Yi raised his head, his calculating expression turned into gentleness in an instant.

He held her little hand in his arms and touched her face familiarly: "Can I have dinner?"

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