After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Because it was determined by the doctor that she would not be able to conceive an heir in this life, she was more pleased with the arrival of Xiao Ah Chou than anyone else.

But now...

Xiao Yi put the won pearl hand shining on her wrist.

He racked his brains and said consoling words: "Isn't there no news yet? Little A Chou will be fine. Take a 10,000 steps back, even if Xiao A Chou can't find it back, you and I are still young- "

"Snapped!"

Nan Baoyi turned around and pushed him away, and slapped him with his hand.

She choked: "Anyone can say that, but you and I can't!"

Xiao Yi was silent.

Nan Baoyi wiped away her tears: "I don't want to go out to have fun at all, and I don't want to spend the Qixi Festival at all! Little A Chou is gone, but you just take care of the affairs of the country... Yes, you are now an emperor of the ages. How happy to be in power, where do you remember Xiao Ah Chou?!"

Standing in the shadow of the lantern, Xiao Yi remained silent.

After Nan Baoyi scolded him, a deep regret grew in his heart.

She knew that the second elder brother was by no means a shameless lover who coveted power.

He also loves Xiao Ah Chou, and his love is not even less than her.

It's just that he was scrupulous about her mood and refused to show his sad side in front of her.

But those hurtful words were like unacceptable covering of water, and that slap was even more sturdy on his face. Even if she regretted it, it was useless.

She collapsed and turned around, walking towards Yuchi Mansion sadly.

Just a few steps out, I twisted my ankle carelessly.

Xiao Yi held her waist in time, pursed her thin lips, and quietly lifted her up.

The man's back is broad and strong.

Step by step through the hustle and bustle of the crowd, steady and steady steps.

Nan Baoyi grabbed his neck and finally burst into tears.

She was tired from crying, her small face lightly pressed against his back, tears wet his robe.

She choked: "Second brother, sorry..."

Xiao Yi did not speak.

Nan Baoyi was even more sad. When he thought he was blaming her, he seemed to sigh amidst the fireworks in the city, and said softly: "I have been planted on you for the rest of my life. I wish I could give you my life. Blame you?"

Nan Baoyi bit her lip, ashamed and sad.

She loved this man more, couldn't help kissing him on the cheek, holding his neck tighter with her hands, lest she would lose it in the next moment.

...

After half a month.

Xiao Yi completely took over Jiangnan, and has also selected confidant officials and troops to control important cities and towns, and reopened all post roads and trade routes between the north and the south.

The army still did not give up searching the whereabouts of the little princess and Shen Yichao, but they were never able to find any clues.

Nan Baoyi often sat in a daze under the gallery, always holding in her arms the pair of tiger-toed shoes she had embroidered for Xiao A Chou. Although the tiger head was embroidered and ugly, she still hoped that one day she could put on Xiao A Chou. .

"Jiaojiao!"

The shout suddenly sounded.

Nan Baozhu hurriedly crossed the veranda: "Shen Dazai and General Shen are crazy, and they have set up a burial mound for Shen Yichao! I told them plainly that I instinctively felt that Shen Yichao was still alive, but they did not believe it! I bought a feng shui treasure with a lot of money, and today I gave a funeral for Shen Yichao. I also invited a team of weeping graves. They knelt before the grave and cried very sadly. It was so funny to see!"

Nan Baoyi was startled.

Shen Dazai and the others...

Have you given up?

She pursed her small mouth, but saw the little cousin's brows, she was not sad at all.

She frowned: "Little cousin—"

"I know, you want to ask me why I am not sad." Nan Baozhu interrupted her crisply, "I also somehow, I just think they must be alive! Since childhood, my instincts have always been very accurate, I said little The princess is still alive, she must be alive!"

She is so optimistic.

Nan Baoyi was infected by her emotions, and thinking about these years, the little cousin was indeed intuitive and precise, so she couldn't help but relax.

Nan Baozhu pulled her up and looked around, and cursed, "Look at you, you are dirty, and you are not grooming well. What the **** is it! The group of undead family elders in Jiangnan are discussing to offer the new emperor the beauty of Jiangnan. Well. You blame yourself all day long, and beware that even the new emperor can't keep it!"

Nan Baoyi didn't care.

The second elder brother is now in control, and it is strange that no one is flattering him.

She whispered: "He won't be tempted..."

"However, no man would like a woman who is crying all day long." Nan Baozhu deliberately tried to pull her a hand, dragged her into the dormitory, "Go, I will clean up for you, and then dress up. In the future, the little princess will go home. I certainly don't want to see such a sloppy mother!"

Under the west window.

Nan Baozhu carefully painted her sister's eyebrows and applied powder.

Nan Baoyi turned his phoenix eyes and looked out the window in a daze.

The sky was blue as washing, and a wild goose was flying into the sky.

The plants and trees in the garden are still growing...

She slowly turned to the bronze mirror.

The small face reflected in the mirror was white and tender, with no fine lines on his face.

Her life with her second brother is indeed still long.

Nan Baozhu dressed her up and took the cooked ginseng chicken soup from the small kitchen: "You can't go to see him empty-handed. You just said that you cooked it yourself. He will be very moved."

Nan Baoyi obediently said "Oh".

During this period, the second brother was busy searching for Xiao Ah Chou and rectifying Jiangnan’s ills for decades. He was often busy until midnight, so it was really hard to make up for it.

She brought chicken soup to the big study.

The door is open, and there are more than a dozen high-ranking Jiangnan officials sitting inside, discussing taxation issues, which is as exaggerated as the little cousin, saying what to offer beauty.

The second brother curled his eyebrows and looked at Zhezi, and maybe something politically made him angry.

He looks so lonely and cold, if an ordinary girl sees it, she will definitely be scared away, so she won't be willing to serve him...

She observed, and the ten words behind Xiao Yi noticed her.

He immediately coughed slightly: "Master!"

Xiao Yi looked up.

The little girl is tall and light, wearing a soft and yellow veil skirt, she is wearing a green beanie, wearing a high bun, her small face is white and tender and beautiful, her eyes are as clear as washing, and her arms hold a red sandalwood food box. Curiously leaned in half of his body, like a delicate flower leaning over the wall in spring.

After so long, she was willing to dress up well.

Thinking about it, finally came out of grief.

Xiao Yi's impetuous heart disappeared instantly.

He closed the folder and reached out his hand to her: "Come in."

Nan Baoyi stepped into the threshold with her skirt in her arms, and put her little hand on his broad palm: "Seeing that the second brother worked hard for days, I personally made ginseng chicken soup for you."

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows, deeply suspicious: "Personally?"

Nan Baoyi pretended not to hear, and gave him a bowl of ginseng soup: "Try it."

The little girl is diligent and well-behaved, not crying like the other day.

Whether or not she cooked the soup herself, Xiao Yi liked it very much.

He just took a sip, and suddenly there was an excited yelling from outside:

"Nan Xiaowu! Brother Xiao family!"

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