After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The word "guard" is so important.

A weak raised his dim tearful eyes, the man in front of him was handsome and firm, strong and reliable.

He lifted his sleeves and wiped his tears, and clung to Xiao Yi's neck reliantly: "Father..."

Xiao Yi was held by him, and when the little guy finally cried enough in his arms, he exhorted: "You can't call me father emperor anymore, you should call me second emperor uncle——"

A weak brow furrowed, and he whispered childishly: "Uncle Huang in front of outsiders, but in private, you are still my father."

Soon after he was born, his mother Wen Tong passed away.

He grew up with Xiao Yi and Nan Baoyi.

To him, these two people are no different from biological parents.

He especially admired Xiao Yi. He was obviously only the adopted son of Nanfu, but he could walk all the way from the distant Jinguan City to Shengjing, and then from Shengjing back to Chang'an, and won the world's most supreme power with a destructive posture.

He grew up listening to those rumors.

In his mind, Xiao Yi is the most indomitable man in the world.

not to mention……

The throne that so many people like, he can easily get the throne, he can obviously pass the throne to his and A Niang's biological flesh and blood, but still chooses to leave the throne to him.

People in the world always say that the emperor's methods are cruel and have a bad heart, but in his eyes, no one else is more affectionate and righteous than the emperor.

In his entire life, Xiao Dingzhao will take good care of his father and mother.

Just like the father and mother guard him!

...

Although Ah Wei succeeded to the throne, it was just that he was young, and he still needed to stay in the Imperial College every day to read and write, and to practice various riding and shooting skills.

The memorials of the courtiers and the papers sent from various places were all sent to the regent's palace, and Xiao Yi personally handled them.

Nan Baoyi stayed at the Chaowenyuan, knelt down and made tea under the west window, complaining: "How busy is he? Since entering the Zen position, I haven't seen him for half a month. I haven't even written any letters. I know, I thought I was abandoned."

Nan Baozhu is taking a child.

She and Ning Wanzhou’s son was named dumplings. She especially liked to eat dumplings after giving birth, so she took this name.

She lifted her head from the cradle and looked at Nan Baoyi.

The autumn sun entered through the room.

Her little cousin was sitting in the light, her dark blue Luo skirt was laying on the floor. When she rolled her sleeves while pouring tea, she showed her arms like white and tender lotus roots. The jade bracelets on her wrists were loose, making the girl more delicate and delicate.

The small face like a hibiscus flower is particularly bright and beautiful, with a pair of frowning eyebrows lightly, Dan Feng's eyes are full of water, whoever looks at it will feel pity.

She pursed her lips and smiled.

In the end, King Yong had a heart for Jiaojiao. According to Ning Wanzhou, in the past two weeks, King Yong was not only dealing with a series of major events after the Zen position, but also secretly preparing surprises for her.

She didn't want to reveal the surprise in advance, and only joked: "I haven't seen it for half a month. Jiaojiao doesn't want to sit and rest after eating and drinking. How much do you like the King Yong? Tell me, change it. I saw him, so I could tell him carefully."

Nan Baoyi's cheeks blushed, and he quickly groaned, "I don't have tea and rice without thinking!"

As if to conceal that she had no lovesickness, she hurriedly picked up the tea cup in front of her and drank it cleanly.

"Yo, who doesn't think about tea and rice?"

Suddenly a charming voice came from the outhouse.

Looking at the sisters from the South, a slender lady was smiling and raising the curtain of beads.

She wears the most popular high bun in Chang'an City, wears six blond hair combs, her cheeks are rosy and beautiful, and the red pomegranate skirt sets her up bright and fresh, like a peony blooming in the scorching sun, and slightly curled apricots. His eyes showed a domineering look, and at one glance, people fell under her skirt.

"Boss Han." Nan Baoyi greeted, "You are more and more noble now."

Not only the lady, but her complexion is a very good time.

Although Shen Yijue is an iron-blooded general, when it comes to hurting his wife, he doesn't lose anyone.

Han Yanliang shook a small and exquisite gold folding fan, smiling.

She said crisply: "No? The Shen Yijue is rich and wealthy, and Shen Yijue let me squander, naturally, I want to dress up."

Nan Baoyi raised her hand to make a request: "I just made some good tea, come and taste it."

"I'm not here to drink tea." Han Yan sat on the mat, smiling a little bit more in his eyes, "I am entrusted by others to be a matchmaker."

Nan Baoyi was startled: "As a matchmaker?"

Han Yanliang motioned the maid to come in.

Yangliu walked into the interior room with two wild geese in his arms, and said with a smile: "Someone asked to marry Nan Mai. These are the two wild geese he ordered my wife to send. Will Nan Mai accept it?"

The two wild geese had smooth fur and red silk on their legs.

Nan Baoyi was stunned.

The cold smoke is cool today...

Did you take the wrong medicine?

Nan Baozhu smiled and gently patted the back of her head: "Why don't you ask me who asked to marry you?"

Nan Baoyi finally recovered.

Han Yanliang will never betray his second brother, could it be said...

Second brother, actually want to marry her again?

What is he thinking about? He has been an old husband and wife for so many years, and he still has this whole thing.

She thought about it, but secret joy was born in her heart.

She asked slightly shyly: "But the second brother wants you to be a matchmaker?"

Han Yanliang teased her: "I guessed wrong."

Nan Baoyi was stunned again.

Han Yanliang chuckles and squeezes her cheek: "Who else can anyone besides him? I want to make up a wedding with you again, so that I can give you the official status of Princess Yong. Everything is ready. Now, you don’t have to worry about anything, just eat and drink with peace of mind, and wait until you get married to the Yongwang Mansion."

Nan Baoyi's cheeks were flushed, and she groaned: "What are you kidding me..."

Han Yan said coolly and quickly: "Looking at you like this, it's a promise. Once you agree, I will reply to him. There are still many things to prepare."

She hurried away quickly.

Nan Baoyi held his face in both hands, staring at the two wild geese, the corners of her lips could not stop being raised.

It turned out that the second brother didn't come to see her, but planned to make up the wedding again.

Before getting married, it is indeed inappropriate to meet.

"Little idiot!" Nan Baozhu jokes, "Don't blame him for not coming to see you? Look at your foolish smile, so you don't have to let outsiders see the joke."

Nan Baoyi's cheeks are redder, and his smile is more prosperous: "Happy!"

...

The wedding date is just one month later.

It is early winter in Chang'an City on the wedding day.

Nan Baoyi was sitting in a six-horse white horse drawn Zhai cart, surrounded by luxurious and gorgeous red curtains, and the welcoming team walked through the streets with gongs and drums, watching the crowds of people.

She secretly lifted a little curtain.

The second elder brother, wearing a hi-robed robe, rides on the black horse, his back is tall and slender, and the handsome and beautiful face of the blazing sun makes the people all over the street cheer excitedly.

She gently put down the curtain, her lips pursing her smile.

She took out the marriage certificate.

This time, the names on the marriage letter are "Nan Baoyi" and "Xiao Daoyan".

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I adjusted the sequence of the plots, because I feel that this sequence is more reasonable, so I couldn’t write the ending of Xiao Gu, sorry.