After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

She was shot to death on the carriage.

Han Yanliang whistled.

Schrodinger's men were killed, and as the fire ignited, all the corpse capitals would be reduced to ashes.

Blazing fire, jumping on the white and tender face of Nan Baoyi.

But her dark pupils were not illuminated.

The memory of past lives quietly emerged.

She remembered that stormy night.

The jagged palaces are always brightly lit and brilliant in the dark.

But the alleys in the palace are extremely dark and long.

The place where she can look up is a long and narrow night, the endless rain is cold and cold, and the rain in the middle of the night is in a foreign country, always telling her to miss the warmth and reunion in her childhood home.

She had already gone to serve at nine thousand years old.

She held the umbrella and lantern, carrying the letter he wanted in her arms, and walked along the palace lane to the west factory.

That dark shadow appeared quietly when she walked to the middle of the palace lane.

He jumped from the palace wall, huge but flexible, like a beast in the jungle.

He threw her to the ground, the flame of the lantern was extinguished in the rain, she screamed and struggled, but the rain curtain swallowed her cry for help, and her fear was like sea water, suffocating her completely.

The cracking of the palace skirt was cruel and harsh.

While struggling, the flames of lanterns came from afar.

The Minister of Power held an umbrella and carried a lantern, and seemed to be passing by.

That huge black shadow seemed to be afraid of light. When he approached, he hurriedly put her down, climbed up the palace wall like a frightened ape, and quietly disappeared into the endless rain curtain.

She sat alone in the rain, looking at the man standing in front of her, her face trembling pale.

He was expressionless, "Get up."

At that time, he was already an emperor with authority.

She was afraid of him.

She got up from the rain tremblingly and put on her clothes embarrassedly under his watch.

She picked up the letter that fell to the ground.

The letter was soaked, and the ink on the envelope was smudged.

Holding the letter, she choked in fear.

He asked faintly: "Why are you crying?"

She was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to look directly into his eyes. She lowered her head and said, "The nine-thousand-year-old sent a servant to get the letter. He said this letter is very important... The servant broke the letter, he Will punish slaves."

At that time, she had already been taught by the cannibal palace what it was to be a child.

In front of Xiao Yi, she didn't even dare to call herself "I".

She hung her head and felt Xiao Yi's gaze slowly scanning her skin.

The palace skirt had long been torn and couldn't cover her body at all.

On her arms, waist and spine, the scabs and whiplashes spread in all directions, which are the traces of being whipped by nine thousand years ago.

She subconsciously hid her hands behind her back and barely squeezed a smile, "It's all previous injuries. Just a few days ago, you and the nine thousand-year-old had a dispute over the choice of the commander of the imperial army. He was not happy, so he beat the servant. , And dragged the servants through the palace lanes... You saw it last time."

Xiao Yi looked away.

The light of the cage fire fell on his side face, as cold as a mountain in the dark night.

For a long time, he reached out and took the letter and opened it in front of her.

Nan Baoyi looked over.

Although the handwriting on the letter was faint, it was vaguely recognizable as Xiao Yi's characters, and even his private seal was printed at the place where it was signed. His personal letter was intercepted at about nine thousand years old.

Unexpectedly, I would be caught by the master...

Xiao Yi chuckled lowly.

Nan Baoyi clutched her palace dress tightly, her tears falling more fiercely.

This letter was stolen from the residence of a young **** who was ordered by nine thousand years old.

She didn't know that this was Xiao Yi's letter, otherwise she would give her ten courage, and she would not dare to steal it!

She hung her head, fell to her knees in fear, trying to explain, but she didn't know how to explain it.

Xiao Yi squatted down on one knee in front of her.

With slender fingers, gently pinched her cheeks.

Xiao Yi looked at her condescendingly, his eyes were extremely cold, and the rainy night's voice was stained with a slight muffled voice: "What is the crime of stealing the secret letter from this seat?"

She was forced to look up at him, her expression must be full of horror.

Looking at each other for a long time, he suddenly asked, "Do you regret it?"

Nan Baoyi was startled.

The flame of the lantern leaped in the pupil.

The pale golden light gradually expanded.

Nan Baoyi looked at the burning corpses, raised his sleeves to cover his mouth and nose, and said, "Boss Han, ask how many people to stay and clean up. Let's go back to Jinguan City first?"

Han Yanliang smiled and should be well.

Nan Baoyile turned his horse's head and headed toward the official road.

Regret it?

Now that you think about it carefully, what did you ask about that night?

The back of the girl riding a horse gradually faded away in the field of vision.

The world is vast.

On the top of the cliff, the official robes of hidden blue smoke ripples hunting and flying in the long wind of late autumn.

The ebony bead string hanging from the neck shook slightly, making a slight lavish sound.

Gu Chongshan stood still, quietly watching the girl's back turn into a black spot at the end of the official road.

The little **** said respectfully: "Supervisor, the imperial concubine sent you to pick up the third princess and return to Beijing. Now you are watching the third princess being shot, so you don't take any action? You are not afraid of the imperial concubine to blame?"

Gu Chongshan fiddled with the beads carelessly.

He glanced at the fire, thick smoke billowing, Chu Lexin had already turned into a scorched corpse.

He curled his red lips, "One bite, one castrate, since I look down on this governor, what can I do to save her?"

"How should you explain to the concubine empress?"

"It's just a step too late. Chu Lexin has been tortured and killed by Nan Baoyi."

"The superintendent clearly cares about Princess Baoyi, but why does he want to provoke the hatred of the imperial concubine empress? The power of the empress in Shengjing is far from that of Nanjia. The governor is not afraid that the empress will kill the princess?"

The long pierced gold armor set slowly wiped the beads.

Gu Chongshan's voice was cold: "The original is not the subject of the governor. If it is destroyed, it will be destroyed."

The wild goose that moved south slowly flew over him.

They skimmed over mountains and rivers and migrated toward the warm south.

Gu Chongshan turned around and headed north.

On the official road.

Shengjia will not stay because of Chu Lexin's disappearance. The notice to find the three princesses was sent to the local government. It is inevitable that the rebels will kill the king. Shengjia set off again, under the protection of bandits, all the way to Shengjing City. Starry night.

Nan Yan lifted the driving curtain.

The sky in Shu County is blue and high, and the geese moving south are dotted with this vast expanse.

The mountains stretch and the river flows eastward.

Jinguan City is drifting away in the field of vision.

About her lifetime, she stared at her hometown for the last time...

"Yan'er, press my head quickly, I was so scared just now!"

A soft call came from behind.

Nan Yan raised her red lips and should be gentle.

She believes that she will meet Nan Baoyi again in Shengjing.

At that time, she was probably pregnant with the emperor's heir and was already ranked as the fourth concubine...

In addition to being the fourth concubine, she has greater ambitions.

The light gauze curtains sway in the mountain breeze, and the embroidered hibiscus is vivid.

Jinguan City, the study room of Chaowen Academy.

Nan Baoyi lay by the west window, reaching out and picking a golden silk hibiscus.

Han Yanliang is reporting the situation on the tea horse ceremony with the Minister of Power.

She listened one after another, facing the linghua bronze mirror, putting the hibiscus flower hairpin on her temples.

Unexpectedly, the token that ordered Tianshu was actually hidden in their home.

The second elder brother came from the Dayong clan, and he controlled the army that his ancestors left in Jinguan City, and he was also regarded as returning to the original owner.

She pondered and noticed that Shen Yichao had come in.