After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

It was drizzling.

The golden palace faced the rain, rustling, a girl in a pale pink palace dress, kneeling and sitting under the eaves of the glazed blue tiles, holding a cup of tea, and the dark rain was reflected in Yingying's eyes.

Nanjing is holding an umbrella and a lamp, coming from the depths of darkness.

He walked to the golden palace, staring at the girl who appreciates the rain and eats tea, and said in a deep voice: "Why did you call me? Don't forget, you and me have long been siblings! If you ask, I will not allow it!"

Nan Yan raised her eyes and sarcastically said: "This palace is a concubine. You are just a long-term concubine. You are just a junior in this palace. According to the rules, you should even call this palace a concubine. What does this palace require you?"

Nan Jing: "..."

Mother and concubine...

He actually wanted to call his sister and concubine!

The man's stern face was filled with shame, and he impatiently said, "What is it that you invited me here?!"

"The news came from Kunning Palace just now. Chu Huainan intends to assassinate Xiao Yi at Zhen'an Temple on the eighth day of April on the Buddha Bathing Festival." Nan Yan smiled, "Whether Chu Huainan or Xiao Yi, whatever Which of them is in power is very unfavorable to you and me. At the beginning, the imperial family and nobles were almost killed by Chu Huaixiu, and the Nanyue royal family had only a few clan daughters left. If, if Chu Huainan and Xiao Yi both died, you Guess, who can succeed?"

The sound of rain rolled down quietly along the tip of the paper umbrella.

The splashing rain wet Nan Jing's robe.

He inadvertently tightened his hand holding the umbrella handle, and his gaze at Nan Yan was extremely complicated.

If both Chu Huainan and Xiao Yi are dead, then only the princess will succeed.

However, women are not allowed to participate in politics, so the acting eldest princess can only rule the South Vietnam.

That is, he...

South view!

Nan Jing's heart set off a thousand layers of waves, trying to keep calm on his face, and said coldly: "One of them is the emperor, the other is the official, you and I have no weight in your hands, how can you win them?"

"Chu Huai Nan can't fight Xiao Yi." Nan Yan put down the tea cup and added tea calmly. "As for Xiao Yi, I have taken control of his Achilles’ heel, and I have my own way to deal with him. Just tell me, you. Would you like to climb to the top of that position?"

Nan Jing hesitated: "I am acting as a regent as a long-term man, and the civil and military officials will not be beaked. But if I were to be in that position personally, it would be a bad name, I am afraid they would not agree."

"The dynasties in history have changed, and no royal family can last for thousands of years." Nan Yan raised his hand and signaled him to drink tea, "The Chu family can sit on the throne, can we not sit in the Nan family? What does it mean to be rich in the enemy's country? ."

A word, like a thunder in the night sky, made Nan Jing's heart turbulent again.

He sat across from the low case and reached out to serve tea, but his fingertips couldn't help shaking.

The hot tea poured out and poured it on his hands, his brows were dark as deep as if he could not notice the pain.

Nan Yan smiled: "Brother knows well that you and I are in the hands of Xiao Yi, and there is no benefit. It is better to be all-or-nothing. If you lose, you will lose. But if you win, it will be a matter of generations. extremely?"

The rain was fine and dense, and there was a cold mist in the royal garden.

The girl's voice was charming and soft, but it contained terrifying power.

Nan Jing swallowed.

He raised his eyes, Nan Yan's expression was calm, as if what she was talking about was not trying to usurp the throne, but a trivial matter.

For a long time, he lowered his eyes and nodded lightly.

Nan Yan smiled and immediately added tea to him, saying sincerely: "My brother is more than intelligent, but it's a pity that everything is stable and timid. If Yan'er offers advice, even if my brother let go and fight, you and my brothers and sisters are of the same mind. .This world will always be yours and mine."

Nan Jing picked up the hot tea and quietly glanced at Nan Yan.

The girl always smiled, maintaining a calm posture.

But after all, it was an attempt to usurp the throne, and he couldn't be as calm as her.

He lowered his head to drink tea, but his hands couldn't stop shaking.

Nan Yan saw his nervousness all over her eyes, and mockery appeared on her charming face.

A man like Nanjing, who has more than success and more than failure, looks forward and fearful, and is worthy to become the emperor?

She can see it now, and she can't count on a man.

There is no good thing for men in the world.

Rather than expecting to be favored by the real dragon emperor, it would be better for her to sit in that position herself.

It’s not that there is no record of a woman being an emperor in history. Other women sat on the throne. How could she not sit down? !

The next day.

When Nan Baoyi woke up, Xiao Yi had already washed and changed and was about to go to court.

The girl lay on the couch, holding her face in her hands, and bending her eyes and said: "The second brother has good appearance and appearance, but I only like the appearance of the second brother in official robes, majestic and domineering."

He must be very handsome when he reprimanded Fang Qiu at the court.

Xiao Yi squeezed her white and tender face: "Jiaojiao has never been to the Jinluan Temple. I will take you there to play?"

He was speaking softly, but Feng's eyes were full of blackness and coldness.

Chu Huainan actually drove his little princess to elope...

Without revenge, he wrote the name upside down.

Nan Baoyi sat up in surprise: "I don't have an official position, can I go to the Golden Luang Temple? Will I be thrown out by a hundred civil and military officials? Will the Supervisor Yushi participate in the performance, regardless of the etiquette and law?"

"They dare not." Xiao Yi called the maid to come in, "dress up for the princess."

Nan Baoyi was very excited.

She deliberately chose a delicate narrow-sleeved youth costume, combed a high bun, and followed Xiao Yi with a folding fan, like a dignified nobleman.

She shook the folding fan and asked happily, "Second brother, do I look good?"

Xiao Yi praised: "Jiaojiao is the most beautiful."

Nan Baoyi smiled and bent his eyes, took the initiative to hold his hand, and walked with him to the Golden Temple.

The maids passing by along the way retreated to the side and saluted.

When the two were gone, the maids could not help but gossiping:

"Isn't it said that the regent is very fond of the regent? Why did he turn his head and took the hand of a noble young man? He has a habit of breaking sleeves?!"

"God! I planned to seduce the regent with beauty. I didn't expect him to have a habit of breaking sleeves! It was not the petals that fell on the ground, but my broken heart!"

"Come on, it's beautiful, just your big pie face and your body that is thicker and stronger than the city wall. If you want to seduce the regent, people can't bear it!"

"You hate it!"

Xiao Yi listened to the comments coming from behind, and cast his eyes down at Nan Baoyi.

The little girl bit her lip and snickered.

Obviously, she thought it was very interesting that he was talked about as broken sleeves.

Xiao Yi was upset, licked his back molars with the tip of his tongue, and suddenly reached Nan Baoyi in the palace lane.

He put one hand on her ear, pinched her white and tender chin, and said dumbly: "Is it fun?"

His aura is so strong, Nan Baoyi couldn't help but put his hands against his chest, and said in disgust, "You stay away from me..."