After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Nan Baoyi put down the tea cup and rested her cheek with one hand. Dan Feng looked at him with bright eyes: "Do you think I was born beautiful, or the third princess was born beautiful?"

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows.

This is a proposition.

He answered without hesitation: "Naturally it is Jiaojiao."

"If you do not marry the third princess, and the emperor makes an order to force you to marry her, what shall you do?"

It's another proposition.

Xiao Yi stretched out his hand to treat her broken hair on her forehead, "Then overturn the world."

Nan Baoyi was satisfied with his answer, secretly saying that he really wanted to marry himself.

She was about to pick up the tea bowl, and after thinking about it, she asked, "If your mother and I fall into the water at the same time, who will you save first?"

Xiao Yi: "..."

Yes, still send propositions.

He smiled at the corners of his lips, staring at Nan Baoyi’s eyes, and said warmly: “Jiaojiao is the most beautiful in the world. If you don’t marry Jiaojiao, you have a lot of houses in your home, and your home is rich. You should save Jiaojiao before any danger. , Baoda."

Bao Da...

Nan Baoyi was stunned for a moment before she understood what this fellowship meant.

But they never even got married. Where did the children come from, and where did they protect their children? !

Her pink cheeks were flushed, and she lifted up the tea bowl as a cover, just bowed her head to drink tea.

Xiao Yi elbows on the flower table, stretched out her hand to twist the tourmaline beads on her white and tender ear beads, "Jiaojiao finished asking, it's my turn to ask."

His fingertips were slightly rough with thin calluses.

Follow the tourmaline beads and touch her ear beads, itchy and a little numb.

Nan Baoyi kept her eyes down, with a slender and elegant neck. "Second brother, what do you want to ask?"

"I have never mentioned a marriage in my life, and this kind of wedding ceremony is even more ignorant. If I want to marry a little girl from Nanfu, how much do I need to pay?"

Nan Baoyi blinked.

She had never met a man before and ran up to the woman and asked how much she wanted for the bride price.

She wants to be employed by the country, can he afford it?

She pursed her small mouth hesitantly.

She remembered that in the past, Cheng's family was hired by the mansion, and they were given ten beauties.

Particularly few, compared with the ordinary rich and noble family, the bride price is less.

The grandmother and second aunt were angry, and immediately wanted to regret their marriage.

But she refused.

How vain she was at that time, thinking that she was about to become an official wife, how could she temporarily regret her marriage and become the biggest laughing stock of Jinguancheng?

Grandmother and second aunt had no choice but to let her go.

In the evening, she ran to the warehouse alone and boldly opened the ten betrothal gifts.

In the red lacquered box, there are objects that look very big, but are actually not valuable, like vases, silver basins, cloths, and so on.

Not even a decent piece of jewelry.

She stared at the mahogany box in a daze.

She thought that Brother Cheng was gentle and polite to her, he must like her.

It's just that the official family has a cool breeze, so Cheng's mansion can't spend so much money, and can't buy more dowry for Brother Cheng.

So comforting herself, she suddenly heard a sneer coming from the door of the warehouse.

She looked over.

The most annoying young man in the mansion leaned against the door with his arms folded, with a mocking expression on his face.

Feeling ashamed, she hurriedly covered the red lacquered wooden box, and sternly accused: "Xiao Yi, you really don't follow the rules, how can you peep this girl privately?!"

"When the Cheng family marries you, just give this betrothal gift? It seems that the other party didn't take you seriously."

"You nonsense!"

The young man chuckled, took out a thick book of accounts from his arms, and threw it loosely at her feet.

He lazily said: "The Cheng family has embezzled and accepted bribes for 20 years, and the accounts are all here. Their family is rich and rich, and there is no shortage of your betrothal gifts, just a question of whether they are willing to give it."

She hurriedly picked up the accounts.

When I opened it, although I didn't understand it very well, I could tell that the amount of money exchanged was huge.

Unusual prefect, affordable.

She looked at each page, her hands shaking uncontrollably.

Xiao Yi said again: "If I were you, I would ask someone to hold this account and go to Shengjingcheng to file a court case, to avenge the Cheng family's insatisfaction with you."

Nan Baoyi closed the accounts.

She disliked: "You depend on my family for food, clothing, housing, and transportation. You are a humble gadget that is not as good as a small servant! You see that I am going to marry the son of the prefect family, and I am jealous that I am about to get happiness, so I am uneasy and kind. Marriage. I have seen through your conspiracy, it won't be what you want!"

The curvature of Xiao Yi's lips gradually suppressed.

He stared at her coldly.

After a long while, he suddenly walked towards her.

He was born so tall, his aura was so bleak and gloomy, coupled with the fact that the warehouse was empty and the sky turned dark, Nan Baoyi couldn't help but feel scared.

She raised her head and held her chest up to show her aura, learning the words of those servants in the house scolding Xiao Yi secretly, pointing to the tip of Xiao Yi's nose and cursing: "You are a **** who nobody wants, what a second son? Handyman, how dare you look at this lady with such a look? I, I, I, but you want to serve the honorable lady..."

Xiao Yi's eyes were terrifying!

Her aura gradually weakened, and she stepped back subconsciously until her back hit the mahogany box.

She raised her head, nervous and timid: "I warn you, if you are not obedient, I will punish you to kneel at the ancestral hall and not give you food--"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Yi pinched his cheek.

He leaned down, Dan Feng's eyes were dark as an abyss, and his voice was low and deep, "Nan Baoyi, you better not marry Cheng Deji."

"pain……"

Nan Baoyi was very squeamish, tears bursting into her eyes.

His hands are so strong, as if to crush her face.

She never knew that this **** who was submissive was actually so hostile.

Tears fell on the back of Xiao Yi's hand.

He slowly let go of his hand, condescending, and once again emphasized: "Don't marry Cheng Dezhou."

"The one to marry..."

Nan Baoyi choked to retort, teardrops falling even harder.

"like him?"

"like."

Nan Baoyi nodded Zhenger eight times.

In fact, she didn't understand what liking was.

She regarded vanity as a liking, and her enthusiasm for power and status as love.

So much so that he stepped into the abyss, and eventually was lost.

Xiao Yi said nothing.

He leaned down, raised the rough back of his hand, and wiped her tears in silence.

How arrogant and domineering Nan Baoyi was at that time, he said disgustingly: "You are dirty and humble, this lady is delicate, you are not allowed to touch me."

At that time, she was only thinking about herself.

She didn't look at Xiao Yi's expression, nor did she bother to look at it.

Xiao Yi withdrew his hand in silence and seemed to stare at her for a while before turning around and leaving.

The memory in my mind gradually blurred.

After Xiao Yi left, there were only ten pay gifts left in the warehouse, which was pitiful and desolate.

She didn't know the authenticity of the account book, but she trusted Brother Cheng after all, so she burned the account book clean.

I want to come now...

Nan Baoyi raised his eyes.

That account book should be true.

It turned out that in her previous life, her second brother had given her a chance to turn her head back.

She didn't cherish it herself.