After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The drizzle washed the powder on his face.

He raised his sleeve and wiped his face.

A thirteen-year-old boy with red lips and white teeth, most of them with fox eyes, which resemble peach blossoms. Even if they are full of gloom and hostility, they still look like they are still holding endless flowers.

The closed fan was pushed aside.

Jiang Suihan and Jiang stepped out of the threshold.

Jiang's eye circles were still red, and he whispered softly, "Is it really all right?"

"Second madam, don’t worry, Nam Joo-joo didn’t hurt the roots. I have a miraculous medicine in my hand, which can keep her left eye safe and the scars on her cheeks can be recovered as soon as possible. It’s just that it won’t happen in three to five days, I guess at least It takes one or two months of cultivation to fully heal."

"That's good." Jiang's reassured, "The magical doctor Jiang's medical skills are trusted by the whole family."

Jiang Suihan arched his hands and went to the small kitchen to cook the medicine himself.

Jiang also urged several maids to take care of Nan Baozhu.

She covered her fan.

Noting Ning Wanzhou standing in the rain curtain, she endured it, and said in a deep voice: "A man disguised as a woman and lurking next to my daughter is really unpredictable! If it weren't for your young age, I would definitely ask someone to do it. You slapped to death! You are my daughter’s person, I will not deal with you, and when she wakes up, I will tell her to send it personally!"

After speaking, he left angrily.

Autumn rain is light and cold.

The rain wetted Ning Wanzhou's eyelashes, and his slender and curled eyelashes fell down, making him look gloomy, and even his lips looked too pale in rainy weather.

He wiped the raindrops off his face and walked towards the penthouse.

The sky was getting dark.

Under the corridor, the maid stood on tiptoes and lit a lantern.

Ning Wanzhou was freshened up again, wearing a clean dark purple gown with a straight line, with a young boy's hair bun, leaning on the pillar with arms folded.

The fan made a "creak" sound.

The two maids talked and walked out: "The lady just woke up, she must be panicked with hunger. I went to the small kitchen to serve the porridge, and then asked the doctor Jiang if the decoction is good. You can go back to the old lady and the second lady, they will have to wait if you want to come. in a hurry."

They walked far along the veranda.

Ning Wanzhou pursed his lips and stepped into the threshold hesitantly.

He covered the fan like a thief.

The room was scented with flowers, and the curtains were rolled up with golden hooks. As expected, Nan Baozhu woke up and sat on the Babu bed, her eyes drooping, holding a plate of exquisite flower cakes, and eating with small mouthfuls.

She was wrapped in gauze on her face, her cheeks were pale, and she looked very spiritless.

Ning Wanzhou walked to the bed.

He whispered: "I heard the doctor Jiang say that my sister's injury can be healed in one or two months. So sister don't be sad, just get well."

Nan Baozhu bit a piece of flower cake and said nothing.

Ning Wanzhou hugged her arm and shook it coquettishly, "Sister..."

Nan Baozhu threw him away in disgust.

She raised her head and said angrily: "I treat you as my sister, but you deceived me! You are obviously a teenager, but you have been greased and powdered all day long, and you even waited on me to bathe and sleep with me! You, you are just one metamorphosis!"

Tears rolled from the girl's intact right eye.

She was so sad to be deceived.

Ning Wanzhou kept his head down.

The corners of the lips pressed down, faintly showing hostility.

He speaks slowly: "Last year's snowy night, it was my sister who saved me... I never said that I was a girl, but my sister wished that I was a girl."

Nan Baozhu was slightly embarrassed.

On that snowy night in Jinguan City, she saw the corpse wrapped in straw mats with a grass mark on her head. Naturally, she thought he was selling his body to bury his father.

Aren’t the girls who sell themselves to bury their fathers?

Coupled with his male and female face, who knew he was a young man?

After a moment of silence, she suddenly realized: "Is it a fake that you sold yourself to bury your father?!"

Ning Wanzhou bit his lip.

That night, he just took the straw mat to destroy the body, not selling himself to bury his father.

His father Zhen Guogong is still alive, which son and father he buried.

But when he looked at Nan Baozhu and was about to get angry, he denied it: "Of course it's not fake."

Nan Baozhu was holding a plate of flower cakes, with a doubt on his face: "Are you really an orphan?"

Ning Wanzhou hesitated.

If he tells the truth now, Zhuzhu will definitely beat him, and even push him away.

He didn't want to return to Dayong, he didn't want to be controlled by his parents, and he didn't want to be controlled by Xiao Yi.

He wants to stay with her.

He was full of heart.

So in the next quarter of an hour, Ning Wanzhou spoke to Nan Baozhu about his pathetic, lonely and lonely past.

Nan Baozhu was stunned.

Grandfather and grandmother died when he was three years old. When he was six years old, his parents were killed in love jumping off the cliff. When he was eight years old, his uncle and his family were killed in the fire. When he was nine years old, he pulled his grown-up cousin to death. When the relatives in the village were killed by robbers when he was 12 years old, his adoptive father froze to death in a snowy night when he was twelve years old...

How can this be an orphan, this is such a lone star!

Nan Baozhu was dumbfounded.

"Sister, this is my past." Ning Wanzhou sat on the side of the bed choked with sobs, gently holding Nan Baozhu's little hand, "Sister, the world is desolate, and it has caused great harm to my young soul. I I can no longer face the storm alone, but if you insist on driving me away, I will leave. I will not embarrass you, my sister, I will never embarrass you."

Nan Baozhu withdrew his hand.

The thirteen-year-old boy said he was big or not.

Can no longer have intimate contact with her.

She had a cold face: "Don't think that if you cry, I will feel distressed. When I think that I have bullied Jiaojiao because of you, I feel very sorry for her. You go, I never want to see you again."

Ning Wanzhou nodded, "I understand."

He walked outside the bead curtain with a very lonely voice: "After I leave, no one will covert for my sister to steal food, steal chicken legs from the small kitchen for my sister, buy flower cake crabs for my sister from the back door..."

He stood by the bead curtain.

He looked back, with a forbearance and sadness, "My sister is the best person to me. After I leave, you must take good care of yourself. It doesn't matter if you don't have beef ribs noodles in the middle of the night, it doesn't matter if you don't have milk and walnut crisps in the afternoon. It doesn’t matter if the second wife is fasting for snacks, my sister can still grow up happily after all..."

The more he said, the more greedy Nan Baozhu.

She ate a piece of flower cake and was shocked, and Xing’s eyes were full of anger: "Fine, I won’t drive you away because you served me in the past. But you will not be allowed to step into my bedroom in the future, you will show me the courtyard door. go with!"

Ning Wanzhou was ecstatic.

He lowered his eyes to cover the cunning and dark glow in the fox's eyes, "Then, can I still serve my sister?"

"roll!"

"Oh."

Nan Baozhu watched him leave, choking in his heart.

I always feel that she has been deceived again!

That night.

Nan Baozhu drank the medicine, and Nan Baoyi came to visit.

She took the small jade bowl from the handmaid and sat on the couch, Dan Feng's eyes were reddish.

She scooped up a spoonful of concoction, heated it to Nan Baozhu's lips, and said to herself: "Zhuzhu suffered a misfortune because of me."

Nan Baozhu obediently drank the peony.

She looked at Nan Baoyi, "Why did Jiaojiao say this?"