After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

"I don't want His Royal Highness to attack her." Nan Baoyi's eyes showed sharpness, "I want Schrodinger to attack her."

Chu Huainan was completely stunned.

After a long silence, he said: "I don't understand what you mean."

"Schrodinger is a fugitive from the court offering a reward. In order to obtain a pardon, he will do anything at all, even if it is to hijack the princess and threaten the emperor to write a pardon for him."

"You want to take advantage of Schrodinger's hijacking of Chu Lexin and use his hand to kill her in the chaos?"

Nan Baoyi looked down and drank tea, noncommittal.

Chu Huainan denied: "My father's whereabouts are kept secret, Schrodinger can't know his return route, so he can't rob Chu Le at all--"

His words stopped abruptly.

He looked at Nan Baoyi in shock: "Are you going to be alone, revealing the return route of the emperor?"

"This is the reason why I came to His Royal Highness." Nan Baoyi looked firm, "After the chaos, the dark guards will protect the emperor as soon as possible, and Schrodinger has allegiance to you before. He is a person of love, so he He will not hijack you. He will only choose Chu Lexin, who is the weakest defender."

Chu Huainan's thoughts were a little messy.

He lowered his eyes and fiddled with jade around his waist.

After a long while, he whispered: "Chu Lexin, is the lonely sister."

"The half-sister," Nan Baoyi emphasized, "In real terms, she is the sister of Cheng Wang, and her future marriage will also pave the way for becoming the king."

The bedroom fell silent.

For a long time, Chu Huainan raised his eyes, "Princess Baoyi, as the fifth girl of the Nan family and the second concubine of King Jing, asks the lone to do things for you?"

Nan Baoyi pulled her lips and sneered, "As the owner of Yulouchun."

She drew a waist card and threw it on the flower table.

It is the waist card of Yulouchun.

Chu Huainan was silent again.

Even in Shengjing, he had heard of Yulouchun's name.

Not because of those popular and very novel plays, but because of Bai Xiaosheng.

With the knowledge of astronomy and geography, you can get the news you want as long as you pay for it.

Chu Huainan looked away from his waistband, and looked at Nan Baoyi deeply.

"Princess Baoyi looked delicate and gentle, but he was a man with hands and eyes open to the sky..." He whispered, "I just don't understand. Since Princess Baoyi controls Yulouchun, then listen to my father's return route. , For you, it shouldn't be difficult."

"It's really not difficult. So, I don't want your Highness to reveal the emperor's whereabouts, but I want to ask your Highness to persuade the emperor to return to Beijing from the tea-horse road."

The bandits in charge of Yulouchun are stationed in the tea horse road area.

If Schrodinger robbed the holy driver there, she didn't even need to ask the minister of authority to borrow troops, she could easily ask the bandits to help and completely control the situation.

Chu Huainan thought for a while, and said: "Your bargaining chip is indeed worth the risk alone. In exchange, I want Yulouchun to inquire about someone alone."

"Who?"

"Gu Chongshan."

Nan Baoyi raised her eyebrows.

"Gu Chongshan controls the palace with one hand, and his father trusts him very much. He almost treats him as his son. A lot of power is safely in his hands. However, it is Cheng Wang that Gu Chongshan supports. I want to know his details, but I read the palace. The volume, I only know what happened before and after he entered the palace at the age of seven, the volume is blank."

Nan Baoyi reached a deal with him.

She dragged the sledge hammer and left the bedroom with a gloomy face.

Going to the garden, wind and rain are coming.

The gust of wind lifted her skirts, and as the dark clouds pressed the environment, the autumn rain fell from the veranda like a curtain, and the hibiscus was crying outside the veranda, and the sound of bananas.

The rain has wetted Peony Red's undergarment.

Han Yanliang sat lazily on the steps, holding his hands behind his back, quietly watching the cold rain and mist, following the white and tender toes covered with Dankou, filling the skirt all the way.

The stretched figure resembles a poppy in full bloom.

From the corners of her eyebrows and her eyes to the tips of her fingers, she was full of attractive spring feelings. She was a fairy who made a man fall, but did not dare to touch it.

Xiao Yi walked behind her back.

Han Yanliang raised his head back and raised his red lips: "I slept with your cousin."

Xiao Yi's face was indifferent.

Han Yanliang smiled even more: "Talk about it?"

It's raining.

Sitting next to the cold smoke, Xiao Yi heard the girl’s charming voice: "Two hundred years ago, Jinguan City was also the territory of Dayong. The army named Tianshu was arranged here, like a sword I was forced to hide my edge and wait for the day when I was re-sheathed."

Xiao Yi played with the ring and stared at the rain curtain in Danfeng's eyes, revealing a deep meaning, "Yulouchun's Baixiaosheng was forced to disguise as an army of mountain bandits on the tea horse road... It turns out that Boss Han is from Tianshu's generation. Commander."

"Tianshu, always loyal to the Emperor Da Yong." Han Yanliang tilted his head, "You are my approved master, Xiao Yi, Tianshu is willing to be loyal to you."

"I don't have a Tianshu token."

"Rain will appear in different forms throughout the year. For example, rain and fog, such as hail, such as snowflakes." Han Yanliang smiled, "The so-called token, perhaps, is not what you think it is."

Xiao Yi twisted the ring.

Something came to mind.

When the old lady Nan found him coveting Nan Jiaojiao, she punished him to copy the scriptures in the ancestral hall.

He remembered that there was a copper coin on the altar table.

The reverse side is engraved with "Golden Jade Man Hall", and the front side is engraved with "Prosperity Dayong".

Dan Feng's eyes gradually darkened.

He got up and stepped into the rain without hesitation.

It was raining in late autumn and the ancestral hall was not lit, which looked rather gloomy.

Xiao Yi pushed in.

On the altar table, countless ancestor tablets are solemn and cold.

The incense sticks in the bronze incense burner, and the air is filled with dignified fragrance.

The copper coin is still lying on the altar.

After more than two hundred years of history, the edges are somewhat frayed, but one can vaguely see that the peak of peace more than two hundred years ago.

Xiao Yi pierced his fingertips.

Yanhong's blood dripped on the copper coin, and disappeared suddenly.

But there is an invisible contract, concluded invisibly, and quietly communicated with the rain curtain.

The cold smoke, who was lazily stretched out on the steps, slowly opened his eyes.

She got up, took away all the carelessness, and solemnly bowed in the direction of the ancestral hall.

Tsing Yi Xiaosheng, who was babbling and singing on the Yulouchun stage, suddenly left hundreds of spectators behind, stepped out of the theater, and bowed down in the direction of the ancestral hall.

The butcher who sold pork on the street cried and threw down the butcher knife and knelt down in the rain.

Passing through the arch bridge, a beautiful singer suddenly dropped Pipa and his benefactor, walked out of the cabin tearfully, and knelt down on the bow.

On the Tea Horse Road, thousands of bandits rushed out of the cottage.

They suppressed all their laughter, curses, eating, drinking, and gambling, standing like a stone in the rain curtain, like the most invincible elite army in the world, and they all bowed in the direction of the Nanjia ancestral hall.

Tianshu recognizes the Lord.

Lightning tore through the dark black sky, like the sharpest sword in the world, re-sheathed at this moment!

Thunder rolled over.

In the backyard of Nanfu, Ning Wanzhou stood in the rainwater of the courtyard, watching Nan Baozhu's bedroom quietly.

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