After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Nan Baoyi's face flushed.

If the Minister of Power sees that she shamelessly holding a small bellyband, will she write a note in her heart, will she scold her for not following her boudoir?

She had never been in front of him, wearing a pocket like that.

She had to whisper softly: "Nothing..."

Xiao Yi squinted his eyes.

This little girl always has a guilty conscience when lying, it must be hiding something.

He walked towards her.

Nan Baoyi gritted his teeth and retreated until he retreated to the corner of the wall.

Xiao Yi said lightly: "Take it out."

Nan Baoyi's eyes flowed, and she suddenly hugged his waist and looked up at him innocently: "Second brother doesn't believe me? You suspect that I'm hiding something from another man, don't you?"

While speaking, his slender and white fingertips easily hung the small pale pink pocket on the leather belt of Xiao Yi's back waist.

She was breathing a little fast.

You have to test Xiao Yi for anything. If he doesn't hate that kind of small pocket, it won't be too late for her to take it off and wear it. If he feels frivolous, then she quietly takes it off and presses the bottom of the box again.

The small pocket is made of light yarn and is as thin as a feather.

Xiao Yi never noticed.

He clasped the girl's arm and looked behind her.

Nan Baoyi stretched out his hands: "I said, I obviously didn't hide anything."

Xiao Yi was expressionless and walked to the round table to eat.

Nan Baoyi stared at the small pocket of light pink gauze flying around his back belt, and a strange feeling rose in his heart. He wanted to laugh and felt inappropriate, so he quickly followed.

She pours wine for Xiao Yi graciously: "Taste the wine that Xin took from the cellar. It is said that it is my daughter Hong who has been in it for more than 20 years. Second brother taste it."

The wine is tangy.

Xiao Yi looked at the sparkling wine in the celadon cup and tapped on the table with his knuckles.

He was displeased: "This jar of wine was planted by King Jing when he was a teenager, and it will be thirty years later in half a month. You asked Taste Heart to dig it out at this time?"

Violent!

Nan Baoyi chatted.

She had no choice but to say: "Then eat the vegetables, I personally cook these dishes in the kitchen..."

Before he finished speaking, seeing Xiao Yi's completely unbelieving eyes, he had to honestly say: "I went to the kitchen personally and supervised the chef. The kitchen is full of oily fumes, and I worked hard."

Xiao Yi took a sip of wine in silence.

His little Jiao Niang was raised white, tender and delicate. She really did not touch the sun and spring water with her ten fingers. She never liked places with soot. If she could really run to the kitchen for two hours, she would have done her best.

The man's face eased a little.

Nan Baoyi let out a sigh of relief, and was about to test the matter of Xiaodou, Shiku hurried in: "Master, more than a dozen families in the west of the city have been burned. This is the third malicious arson this month! "

The dry weather in winter is a good time for malicious arsonists to set fires.

Xiao Yi immediately put aside his drink, and strode out of the bedroom.

There was a little pink belly hanging on his back belt.

Nan Baoyi hurriedly chased out: "Second brother——"

"I'll talk about it when you come back."

Xiao Yi interrupted her.

Nan Baoyi chased out the threshold and shouted: "Second brother, behind your leather belt--"

I haven't finished speaking, there are no men in the yard!

Nan Baoyi: "..."

She raised her hand and knocked her forehead, annoyed: "I'm still hanging in my pocket!"

The girl had to order the best tasting heart to chase after her, and silently returned to her bedroom.

She picked up the pillow and bedding, and resolutely hid in the study.

I always felt that Xiao Yi might beat her when she came back in the middle of the night.

the other side.

After trying to catch up with Xiao Yi, even Shiku was left behind by him.

He was riding on a tall horse with narrow sleeves brocade robe and leather belt army boots, passing through the lively night market and galloping westward of the city.

He was born with a majestic temperament of metallurgy and jade. He was originally a favorite of the people to watch and admire. Unexpectedly, when he saw it tonight, he saw the lanterns on the long street. The young prince Jing was dressed up as before, except for the black leather belt but buckled behind it. Wearing a light pink gauze apron.

With the hunting and cold wind, the little pocket is spinning and flying, and it is beautiful and beautiful!

Where Xiao Yi Junma passed, the street was silent.

They rubbed their eyes in disbelief.

The female family members all over the street can't help being jealous.

Which little fairy is so bold that he hangs that kind of thing on Brother Xiao's belt!

"Brother" was originally called by Nan Baoyi, but the girls in Shengjing were so in love with Xiao Yi's skinny skin that they couldn't help calling Xiao Yi "Brother Xiao" in private, which was a little satisfying for her admiration. heart.

They all stared at the little pocket.

At the wonton stall, the girl who ate wontons measured the size of her pocket with her eyes, and quickly looked down at herself, then she was annoyed and resentful.

The little lady who was selling tofu, saw the size of her pocket, then looked at herself again, she couldn't help but lift her head up and her chest even more, with a hint of pride on her round face.

The women all over the street secretly tried and made up their minds to go to Nanjia Embroidery Shop tomorrow to buy the kind of light pink pockets!

The things that Brother Xiao loved are certainly not bad.

Xiao Yi didn't even notice what kind of fashion trend he had driven.

He rode his horse to the west of the city, and officials and yamen from Dali Temple had already arrived.

He stepped down: "Can you find a clue?"

Everyone shook their heads.

The old man headed solemnly said: "I am a repeat offender of arson, and his methods are extremely skilled. By the end of the year, in order to prevent problems before they happen, the number of manpower patrolling Shengjing City must continue to increase."

Xiao Yi walked to the ruins to check.

When he checked the clues, the officials and officials of Dali Temple stood behind him, and it was hard not to pay attention to his back belt.

They are silent as a mountain.

It is said that Dali Temple Qing is cold and cold, but tonight...

What a silly boy!

"This time the scene appeared faster. The ashes not only smelled of kerosene, but also had a subtle fragrance of smiling flowers."

Xiao Yi sniffed a bit of ashes, and analyzed clearly: "The people who have the conditions to play with a smile in winter are either aristocrats from the family or the gardener in the city. Start with the gardener.

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at nothing behind his back.

A group of people in Dali Temple quickly turned their faces away pretending to be nothing.

Xiao Yi said in a deep voice, "Is there a problem?"

"No no!"

"The prince is wise and martial, and the prince is very resourceful!"

"The prince will surely lead us to successfully catch the arsonist!"

Everyone quickly flattered.

Xiao Yi was in a bad mood and said coldly: "Start the investigation immediately. Before sunrise tomorrow, I want to know the names and details of all the gardeners in Shengjing City."

Officials of Dali Temple: "..."

She burst into tears.

They thought that Xiao Yi and a certain little fairy were in a very good mood for a spring night, but now it seems that he is clearly angry!

There are only four hours left before sunrise, how do they check? !

They were trembling, and even more dare not to take matters into the small pockets of bright pink gauze, so they watched Xiao Yi step onto the steed.

Xiao Yi returned to Prince Jing's Mansion from another night market, and even walked around in the busy Hexianfang.

So tonight, Xiao Yi successfully made a sensation in the east and west markets and brought countless business to Nanjia Embroidery.