After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Ning Wanzhou sat lazily on the small couch, raising Erlang's legs at will.

Huang Yin brought tea, and secretly said that this little woman sitting in such an unrestrained posture was really interesting.

He smiled and said: "I think the lady is still small, I don't know how old she is?"

Nan Baoyi hurriedly made a "Thirty Five" sign.

Ning Wanzhou couldn't understand, and casually scorned: "Fifteen."

"So small?" Huang Yin frowned.

Thinking of a remedy, Nan Baoyi hurriedly made another gesture to embrace the child.

Now Ning Wanzhou understood.

He kicked Huang Yin, "I hate it! Although they are fifteen years old, they are already the mother of six children! The poor slave has to raise six babies, it's really hard!"

Nianfang fifteen, mother of six children...

This operation made the Nan sisters stunned.

"What's the name of the lady, and who is your husband?" Huang Yin sat beside her and took his hands pityingly. "Your husband is really cruel. Look, the little lady has worked so hard, and his hands are calloused! Really! Make me feel bad!"

Ning Wanzhou chuckled lightly and stretched out his hand to untie his belt, "Don’t hide your son, the slave family was born in wealth, and there are many sisters in the family. Because the slave family is good at weaving, she is called the Weaver Girl. Others say that the slave family has the appearance of a fairy, ha ha ."

This name...

Nan Baoyi said that it can no longer be described in words.

Who has never heard the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl? Is the little father-in-law an idiot when he is Huang Yin? !

Sure enough, Huang Yin scolded harshly: "Asshole!"

Baoxia was silent.

The Nan sisters covered their faces at the same time.

Who knows, not only did Huang Yin not continue to scold, but he was full of distressed: "Sister Zhinu is so beautiful, how can your family be willing to ask you to weave? It's really unconscionable!"

Nan Baoyi and Nan Baozhu looked at each other.

This Huang Yin is really an idiot!

Ning Wanzhou threw away Huang Yin's belt and took the initiative to untie his robe.

He eloquently said: "The slave fell in love with a poor boy and his name called the Cowherd. It's just that the elders did not allow the slave to be with him, so they eloped here. The Cowherd went out to do business, and the poor slave brought his children alone. It's hard and lonely..."

"Poor see..." Huang Yin was so touched, he took him into his arms, "I really make my son feel distressed, come on, let this son love you so much!"

"I'm so ashamed!" Ning Wanzhou said coquettishly, but kicked him violently, "The son should go behind the screen and untie the clothes first!"

Huang Yin couldn't wait, and couldn't care about anything else, and quickly went to change clothes behind the screen.

Pieces of clothes were thrown on the screen.

Ning Wanzhou dusted his sleeves, got up, and picked up his clothes.

Nan Baoyi and Nan Baozhu also picked up the mattress on the couch, snickered and left Baosha.

It is the season when dripping water becomes ice.

Huang Yin was shirtless, walked out of the screen tremblingly, and smiled expectantly: "Little lady?"

Baoxia was empty.

Where is there any kind of little lady!

The worst part was that the mattress on the small couch was also taken away, and there was no cloth left in the entire hug!

Huang Yin sneezed and panicked.

Nan Baoyi and the three ran far away, burning the robe and mattress with a fire.

Nan Baoyi laughed and her stomach hurts: "There is nothing in the holding mansion, and the maid around me was also taken away by me. Huang Yin was shirtless in it, hahaha, hahahahaha!"

She smiled so proudly that she didn't notice that Nan Baozhu and Ning Wanzhou reduced their smiles at the same time.

"The thought of him being shirtless, hahaha, hahahaha—"

She finally found that the two people's expressions were wrong.

She turned her head.

The Minister of Power has a large cloak of mink hair and military boots with leather straps.

There is a fluffy flaming fox tail around the neck, which makes his face even more beautiful.

"what……"

Nan Baoyi's smile gradually disappeared.

Xiao Yi stood with his hands behind, a dark tide surged in his eyes.

The little girl, actually saw other men, shirtless.

He seemed to smile, "Who is shirtless?"

"Well……"

Nan Baoyi got the right finger, inexplicably guilty.

Xiao Yi said in a deep voice: "As a young lady, she opened her mouth and kept saying the words'shirtless' on her mouth. Nan Baoyi, your "Female Ring" and "Female Virtue" have all been read in the belly of a dog. Go? Go, copy the scriptures thirty times."

"I'm not the only one who saw Zhuzhu and Wanwan. As the saying goes, the law does not blame the public--"

Nan Baoyi turned around.

Nan Baozhu and the little father-in-law ran away without a trace, leaving only a pool of ashes blown away by the wind.

"Uh……"

Oiling the soles of her feet, just about to follow her, she just picked up the skirt and had not even half a step out, she was grabbed by the back of her neck by Xiao Yi and went to Chaowenyuan to copy the scriptures.

Copy thirty times...

Nan Baoyi wiped tears all the way!

the other side.

In Baoxia, Huang Yin called for daily refusal, and for the earth to refrain.

The huge Nanfu doesn't even have a maid!

He was so cold that he was afraid of catching the wind and cold, so he had no choice but to come out of the pavilion shivering and return to the main hall with a weeping face.

Such a shirtless way of appearance stunned the people in the hall!

"Yin'er!" Madam Huang stood up anxiously, "What are you doing?! This is all female families!"

They are talking about marrying, and seeing that they are about to settle...

"Mother, I was deceived." Huang Yin was aggrieved. "She took my clothes and deceived my feelings!"

"Blue sky and white sun, who dares to lie to you?!" Madam Huang was angry and ashamed.

"She said she was called Zhi Nu, a servant woman in Nanfu."

Weaver?

The old lady and Jiang looked at each other.

The young man looked handsome and polite, but he didn't expect it to be a failure.

Jiang clan smiled but smiled: "Young Master Huang, does she have a husband called Cowherd?"

"The second wife is wise!" Huang Yin exclaimed, "She really has a husband, and she is called Cowherd!"

With a "bang", the old lady threw the tea cup on the flower table severely.

She helped Mother Ji’s hand to stand up and said, “Since your Huang family has no sincerity in getting married, you just say it. Our family is reasonable and will not be unforgiving. So why bother to shirk in the name of Cowherd and Weaver Girl?!”

Mrs. Huang is worried about Nan Baozhu's dowry.

She hurriedly lost her smile: "Old lady, Yin'er was deceived by someone--"

"Cheating?! I don’t have a servant girl named Zhinv in the South! If you lie, you should tell a decent lie!" The old lady was very angry. Banquet, never set foot in the golden hall!"

Nanjia is a big business, and every year it orders a large number of banquets in Jinyu Mantang, and it is the most generous customer.

Now that the daughter-in-law hasn't settled the talk, she has lost her customers for nothing. Mrs. Huang's meat hurts!

She winked at Huang Yin desperately and asked him to lower her body and plead for mercy.

However, Huang Yin was worried about her teaching when she entered the mansion, and she had to stand up in front of the Nan family in order to seek more benefits.

Therefore, he uttered a loud voice: "Old lady, in Jinguan City, there are many girls who want to marry. This kind of marriage is not bad for your family! Mother, let's go!"

Huang's: "..."

I really want to kick this stupid son to death!