After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

South house.

Nan Baoyi visited Xiao A Chou from the palace, and then went to Songheyuan to accompany her grandmother, and directed the maid to put everything in place before heading straight to the courtyard where the little cousin lived.

She stood on the veranda, pulled a handmaid, pointed to the closed door, and whispered: "Where are all in?"

The maid nodded nervously, holding the water basin. "It's all here. The grandpa wanted to take his wife back to the town's government office, but the wife refused to return. The two closed the door and quarreled. The quarrel has not been finished yet.

Nan Baoyi remembered that the two were quarreling before leaving for Jinguan City. The little cousin said that Ning Wanzhou wanted to strangle her in the middle of the night, but Ning Wanzhou said he didn't mean it.

She looked at the sky again.

It's dusk, and today the two people are afraid that they won't be able to make any noise.

She urged: "Go and tidy up the wing, I'm afraid the town guru will stay here tonight—"

"Who wants to stay here?!"

Nan Baozhu pushed the door out.

Her cheeks were red as berries, and she was obviously really angry.

She glared at Ning Wanzhou, who came out, and said crisply: "Tell him to go back to the town government mansion to sleep! There are few people in my yard, and no one knows if I strangled me in the middle of the night!"

Ning Wanzhou rubbed his eyebrows: "I have already apologized to my sister. When will my sister make trouble? I asked the doctor. My situation is called sleepwalking, and I can't control it—"

Nan Baozhu smiled with anger: "Sleepwalking? Next time you sleepwalking, if you switch to a dagger, will I still be alive?"

Ning Wanzhou was speechless.

Seeing that they were really quarreling badly, Nan Baoyi tentatively said, "It's better to drink a bowl of soothing decoction before going to bed, and I must be calm. If the little cousin is still scared, I might as well go to Chaowenyuan to sleep with me tonight. Now It's the end of the year, and every family is reuniting, except for the deserted and deserted mansion of the town government, and the brother-in-law went back alone, so it's lonely..."

She sincerely hopes that the little cousin can be happy.

If it's really just sleepwalking, it's not a big problem, just think of a way to cure it.

Nan Baozhu glanced at Ning Wanzhou.

It was the end of the year. Every household in Chang'an City was buying New Year goods, and scholars took to the streets to write Spring Festival couplets.

Town Government...

His two sisters are married, and they are indeed deserted.

Nan Baozhu pursed her lips, she was so cruel, she had to hold Nan Baoyi's hand: "Since Jiaojiao said that, it's the one who listens to you. The weather is cold, and I also want to sleep with you. Our sisters have been so long. Did not sleep together."

She glanced at Ning Wanzhou again, and then went to Chaowenyuan with Nan Baoyi.

Ning Wanzhou watched Nan Baozhu go away, quietly letting go of his hanging heart.

My sister didn't drive him away, after all, it was because he couldn't bear it.

After he slowly coaxed her, he would take her back to the town government office.

As for the so-called sleepwalking...

He bowed his head and pulled a red string from his neck.

The peach wood charm is hung on the red rope.

He tried to burn the peach talisman with a stove fire, but the wood was burned to ashes, and the peach talisman was still intact.

He touched the peach talisman, with mixed emotions in his eyes.

Tonight, use it to meet your parents for the last time.

Tell them that he regretted the stubbornness and rebellion of his childhood, and if there is an afterlife, he is willing to take care of them...

the other side.

Nan Baozhu came to Chaowenyuan with Nan Baoyi.

She watched her sister make tea while ordering the maid to bring sweet pastries. It was obviously a happy hour for the sisters to have a tea party, but she couldn't keep up the energy.

Nan Baoyi personally brought a plate of elbows with sweet-scented osmanthus sauce: "Knowing that the little cousin is worried about this dish, she has always asked the maid to prepare it. Hey, it's really strange. Why do you see that the food is still listless?"

Nan Baozhu sat at the food table, holding his face in both hands: "I was thinking about Ning Wanzhou. When he pinched me that night, his eyes were red, and it seemed like a sleepwalking, but he was clearly obsessed with it, but it frightened me... …And somehow, Jiaojiao, my heart is always unreliable."

Nan Baoyi held the sauce elbow and took a knife to cut a small piece of fat and juicy meat.

She took a toothpick and inserted a piece of meat into Nan Baozhu’s mouth: “Ning Wanzhou loved her elder sister. He used to be at Jianmenguan and her elder sister fell ill, but he still guarded you with love. How could he kill you? Don't think too much!"

Nan Baozhu was eating meat, just think about it.

She called the handmaid again and said, "I heard that there will be heavy snow tonight. Tonight, remember to ask someone to prepare an extra soup lady in the grandpa's room, and don't let him freeze."

The handmaid smiled and answered.

That night.

The heavy snow of goose feathers came, covering Chang'an City with a layer of white in the cold night.

Ning Wanzhou's tent was hot.

The Taomu Fu was pressed under his pillow, his eyes closed, and a layer of fine sweat gradually appeared on the corner of his forehead.

He saw his father and his mother in a dream. He wanted to confess to them, but he couldn't touch them no matter how he ran.

There were feather arrows in their chests, and the blood stained their clothes red with sticky blood. Their amiable faces gradually became distorted, and they kept questioning him, why not take revenge for them, and why they should watch the culprit live a good life. In the world.

They roared and urged, forcing him to kill Shen Jiang immediately.

Ning Wanzhou's face was pale, and his clothes were wet with cold sweat.

He whispered no, he wanted to explain to Nan Baoyi about the Twin Gu, but was interrupted sharply by his parents. They looked fierce and just kept calling him revenge.

They said they could not live in the underworld, unless Shen Jiang died, otherwise they could not live in peace!

Ning Wanzhou collapsed and woke up.

He sat up sweating profusely, took out the mahogany talisman from under his pillow, looked at it for a long time with red eyes, and his expression was gloomy and terrifying: "I don't believe in ghosts and gods, all this is just illusion...It's just the illusion of the warlock warlock!"

He turned over and stayed, ignoring even the coat and shoes and socks, took the long knife from the wall and ran out of the bedroom desperately.

The wind lanterns swayed heavy snow in the yard, and the maids were already asleep.

He threw the peach wood talisman on the stone table, waved a long knife and cut it down suddenly!

But the mahogany talisman was intact, not moving.

Ning Wanzhou's eyes became blood red.

He clenched the handle of the knife and swung the knife at the Taomu Talisman again!

One cut after another!

Until the stone table was chopped out of countless textures, until the blade was cut and rolled, the peach wood talisman still lay there without even a scratch!

Ning Wanzhou roared like a ghost, threw a long knife to the ground, clenched the peach talisman tightly, and slammed it on the stone table like crazy!

It was abruptly hitting his own joints bleeding, and the peach wood charm was still intact.

Ning Wanzhou fell onto the snow without strength.

He lifted his palms and covered his face in a collapsed manner.

His voice was choked and hoarse: "Father and mother, I also want to avenge you... But, how can I do it? Father, mother..."

He missed them.

Tears mixed with blood, rolling down the fingers.

The heavy snow lingered, gradually falling over him.

When he was young, Da Xuetian went to Jinguan City alone. Even if he was half-way down, he was proud of him, but he didn't know that that kind of confidence and pride was all given by his parents.

Now falling into the snow again, fragile and lonely, but dare not and cannot speak to anyone.

Because Chang'an's Zhen Guo Gong Mansion has no father and mother to support him.

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See you tomorrow