After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Song Rou: "..."

She is not willing!

In today’s draft, watching so many young girls being selected into the harem of brother Huainan, she didn’t feel like it at all. If there is another beauty like Jin Xiuye, in the next six months, I’m afraid that brother Huainan won’t be lucky. .

She hadn't figured out a reason for her refusal, and Jin Xiuye ​​was unhappy.

She whispered: "This princess came from afar to make peace and to make peace between the two countries! You push me around as a plaything, don't you look at me Ximan?!"

"Sister Kim——"

"Don't talk!"

Jin Xiuye ​​interrupted Song Rou impatiently, with deep eyes like a bright moon, and fixedly staring at Chu Huainan: "The regent is unwilling to marry me, and the emperor wants to marry me? If I don't marry, I will pack my luggage today and go back to the West. Go pretty!"

Chu Huainan played with the tea cup.

His left eye was covered with brocade cloth, and he could only look at Nan Baoyi with his only right eye.

The little princess didn't care whether he took a concubine, and only talked to Xiao Yi intently.

In his eyes, the apex of his heart inevitably hurts.

Seeing that he ignored him, Jin Xiuye ​​suddenly became angry, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, marry or not, give this princess a word! At first you and the queen sent envoys to Ximan and asked me to Ximan. What did the country say when it sent troops? You promised me to be a noble concubine—"

"enough!"

Song Rou hurriedly interrupted her.

Colluding with Ximan, causing civil strife in Shengjing, and massacring the people of the country is not a glorious thing after all.

She felt uncomfortable as if she had eaten a fly: "The princess is beautiful, and your Majesty loves it very much. Just letting you marry the regent is just a joke. Your Majesty has already planned to enshrine the princess as a noble concubine."

Jin Xiuye's face was a little better now.

She snorted arrogantly, and left with her handmaid proudly.

Song Rou sat paralyzed in the armchair, feeling weak all over.

She glanced not far away.

Nan Baoyi was lying next to Xiao Yi's ear and whispering, Zhu's lips were smiling, her eyes were like autumn water, she was obviously married, but she still looked like a girl, innocent and charming, showing how much Xiao Yi Suri spoiled her.

She looked at Chu Huainan again.

Her brother Huainan always pays attention to Nan Baoyi.

Song Rou's nose was sour and tears came out quietly.

She tossed for half a month to hold this draft banquet. What did she get?

The sweetheart had never looked at him, but there were more than a dozen spooky little fairies in the harem. They tried to stumble Nan Baoyi but failed to get what they wanted, and even caused himself a big trouble for Jin Xiuye...

Song Rou closed her eyes deeply.

She raised her head to drink, but tears rolled quietly.

After the draft banquet was over, Nan Baoyi and Xiao Yi returned to the Regent Palace.

As soon as he stepped into the outer hall, he greeted him with ten words, respectfully clasped his fist and said, "I received a few letters today, which are addressed to the princess."

"Letter to me?"

Nan Baoyi was stunned, and then said with joy: "It must have been sent to me by Zhuzhu!"

She couldn't wait to take the letter and rushed into the inner temple.

She sat under the west window and hurriedly opened the first envelope.

This letter turned out to be written to her by her grandmother.

Nan Baoyi eagerly wanted to know the current situation at home, so after reading it at a glance, joy appeared on her small face, but some worries were also hidden.

Xiao Yi knelt and sat beside her, took off the sway from her cloud bun, watched her head full of blue silk hanging down like a waterfall, and said calmly: "What did the letter say?"

Nan Baoyi said sincerely: "My grandmother said that after receiving the business license document sent by Aftertaste and Taste Heart, I have asked my second uncle and eldest brother to go to Chang'an to open a bank and buy a house."

Xiao Yi played with her crow hair: "Dayong is the most powerful country, and Chang'an is the richest country in the world. The roads extend in all directions, gathering the world's richest merchants and various businesses. If Nanjia wants to become a country, For the richest man, it is not a long-term plan to occupy Jinguan City. Moving his family to Chang'an and setting up a general bank there is the right way."

Nan Baoyi held the letter paper, indecisive.

If her grandmother were to move to Chang'an, she worried that Empress Dayong would be disadvantageous to her family.

Queen Dayong...

I didn't like her daughter-in-law.

Seemingly seeing her worry, Xiao Yi hugged her from behind and bowed his head behind her ears and whispered: "Although that woman has a dark heart and is only profitable, she will not specifically target those who can bring great benefits to Dayong because of you. Nanjia. That woman is very shrewd."

Nan Baoyi was startled.

In the southwestern countries, Nanjia is second to none.

If you move to Dayong, the annual tax paid to Dayong’s official mansion will be enough to make other countries jealous, like a hen who lays golden eggs, and is the official house’s favorite housewarming household.

Nan Baoyi's heart trembled suddenly.

She turned her head back in horror: "Your mother's queen personally approved the letter of business permit, and Shen Yijue used it to buy me. At that time in Yulouchun, Shen Yijue had a conflict with Boss Han, so she ignored this letter for a while , I just found a chance to take it secretly. Could it be...he deliberately dropped the paperwork and deliberately lured my house to move to Dayong?!"

Xiao Yi kissed her ear beads: "Otherwise, Jiaojiao thinks you can take advantage of her?"

Nan Baoyi's eyes were full of emotions.

She had already felt the horror of her future mother-in-law before they met.

If this were to meet, she was really afraid that her pants would be counted out.

She frowned her eyebrows and said sternly: "Xiao Yi, I am beginning to regret marrying you."

Xiao Yi's thin lips curled up and smiled, lifted her dangling crow hair, and bit her white neck presumptuously: "It's late."

"hiss……"

Nan Baoyi was in pain. He was not allowed to kiss him. He turned around and slapped him on the chest a few times. He groaned: "Second brother only said to listen to me half a month ago. You have forgotten the rules I made for you. Isn't it?"

Xiao Yi's throat rolled, Dan Feng's eyes gradually became dark as deep.

This little girl still remembers it has been half a month.

For half a month, he couldn't sleep at night. When he woke up, he would take a cold shower at first, but it didn't work for a few days to take a cold shower. He couldn't bear it, so he had to beg her for joy.

However, she became more and more energetic, and repeatedly forced him to solve it by herself.

And she was watching!

Today, Xiao Yi couldn't bear it.

He circled Xiao Jiao Niang between her chest and the short case, held her slapped hands, and raised her head high, with a nasty smile at the corners of her lips: "Nan Jiaojiao, the so-called master of the husband is good. Hit a stick and give another date. If you only hit a stick but not a date, who can stand it?"

His strength is so great that one hand can easily confine her hands.

Free up a hand to untie the skirt.

Nan Baoyi couldn't get away from him, so he was anxious, took out the posture of the regent, and cursed: "You, if you dare to mess around, I will not be merciless--well--"

Before the word "Rao" was finished, it turned into a shallow whimper.

After half an hour.

The veil hangs down.

Nan Baoyi lay in Xiao Yi's arms, although she cried so that her face was flushed with pear blossoms and rain, but the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were filled with imperceptible joy.

Xiao Yi clasped her slender waist with one hand and propped her forehead with one hand. He smiled and asked, "How?"