After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Yin Sinian had to fight again and was held by Shen Yichao.

He raised his eyes and chuckled: "You and I are now grasshoppers on a rope. If you hit me, what else can you do besides venting your anger? What's more, even without me, you still can't hold Luoyang City."

Yinsi blushed with rage and his neck was thick, and his forehead was trembling with blue veins.

He threw away Shen Yichao angrily, turned around with the back of his hand, and paced the hall anxiously.

He said in horror: "It's over...I'm over...I'm over in my life..."

Shen Yichao ignored him, brushed his sleeves, and left the hall casually.

Back in a dilapidated wing in the stockade, sitting on the bed was a charming beauty. The wounds on her body had been properly bandaged, and she was wearing large pear white sleeves at will.

Eat sunflower seeds.

The line of sight fell aside.

The dead man he left behind sat cross-legged on the floor and peeled melon seeds. The shells of the melon seeds in the corner were already piled up high. When the melon seeds and rice in the small dish were almost full, the beauty would open her mouth to signal the dead man to feed her.

Like a lazy cat.

He watched for a moment before stepping into the threshold.

He sat by the bed, took a spoonful of melon seeds from the small dish and fed her: "Is the injury on my body still hurting?"

Cold smoke and cool chewing slowly.

The sweet smell of nuts between her lips and teeth made her gradually recover.

She mocked: "What does it matter if it hurts or not? You knew I was hurt, didn't you have a heavy hand?"

Shen Yichao lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, and did not answer.

He took the spoon she used and ate some melon seeds and rice.

Han Yanliang tilted his head to look at him: "I often think, what is Shen Xiaolang's heart made of, why is it so cold?"

Shen Yichao was expressionless.

He was chewing sunflower seeds and rice, but at this moment he couldn't taste any taste.

He put down the porcelain plate, covered the back of his cold hand with his big palm, and stared at her pale lips: "Even if it is made of stone, it is because of your persecution. Smoke, I became like this, all because you."

His approach, his words, and even his breathing made Han Yanliang feel sick.

Han Yanliang turned his head and moved away from him: "Stay away from me."

"Ah……"

Shen Yichao laughed at himself.

Not only did he refuse to stay away from her, he even grabbed her waist and broke her chin to force her to look at him: "Yanyan, in the past I disliked you from a humble background, and even indulged Wei Chuchu and whipped you. My fault, I admit it.

"But, now I also betrayed the Shen family for you and betrayed my aunt. From now on I am homeless, and I will no longer be the noble son of the famous Shen family. Is it not enough for me to atone for you? Are you still reluctant to look at me more?

"Yanyan, you scold me for being cold-hearted, but what about you? Where have you been so passionate? I abandoned the most important thing for you, why can't you see my good?"

Men are affectionate.

The cold smoke is cool but I only feel noisy.

She picked up a cup of tea with difficulty and poured it on his face without hesitation.

The tea was stained with Shen Yichao's face.

Shen Yichao closed his eyes and lifted his sleeves to wipe away the tea and dirt.

When he opened his eyes again, Han Yanliang was already lying face-in on the bed.

She muttered: "Get out."

Shen Yichao stared at her slender back, frowning in joy and anger.

After a long time, he pulled up a thin blanket to cover the other party: "Take care of your injury, and I will take you out of Luoyang in two days. I have already figured out the way out, even if I am no longer the son of the famous Shen family, I can still Make a name for yourself with your own ingenuity. Follow me and you won’t be wronged."

With the thin blanket, the fingers rested on the frail shoulders.

He sniffed the pear blossom peculiar to the beauty, and unconsciously moved his fingertips all the way up, and couldn't help stroking her delicate neck.

Han Yanliang resisted the frivolous rage: "If you say that you love me, Shen Yichao, really love someone, is to give in, is to complete. You take me up the mountain, you tie me to your broken ship, except Satisfy your desires, the rest just want to use me as a shield, so that your Royal Highness and your brother can't do anything against you. Shen Yichao, are you mean?"

"mean……"

Shen Yichao wrote the word.

After a while, he smiled, leaning over to Yanyan's ear: "I am despicable, I am shameless, but it is all because of you. Yanyan, you have made me who I am today, and you are responsible for me."

He kissed his smoky cheek with emotion.

He admired the beauty's sullenness, laughed presumptuously, and turned to leave.

The wing was locked from the outside.

Han Yanliang secretly clenched his fists as he heard the lock drop.

...

Laojun under the mountain.

It was getting late, the army surrounded the foot of the mountain, and the orange torches went up and down endlessly.

The generals headed by Xiao Yi and Shen Yijue are gathering together to study the topography of Laojun Mountain, planning to find opportunities to attack the mountain.

Nan Baoyi was sitting on the tall chariot, propped her small face and dangled her feet, reminding: "Boss Han is still in Shen Yichao's hands. That guy is crazy. If we come hard, maybe he will Choosing to die in love with Boss Han, then we will lose more than we gain."

Shen Yi Jue's eyes were dark.

He raised his head and looked at the black Laojun Mountain.

There was a fire in the village on the top of the mountain, and she fell into Adi’s hands and didn’t know what happened...

After a moment of contemplation, he said: "I'll go. It's always a hostage, I'll change her back."

Nan Baoyi laughed.

She played with a dog's tail grass and teased: "What is the use of Shen Yichao asking you? Can you spend the Spring Festival with him, or can you inherit him?"

Shen Yijue's face became darker: "Nan Situ!"

Nan Baoyi stubbornly stuck out his tongue.

She did not participate in their discussion anymore, took out a piece of spring cake from her arms and ate it.

However, after listening to it for a quarter of an hour, the group of elders still failed to discuss a ugly man because of the rat throwing device.

The second brother came up with a few plans, but he was worried that he would threaten the safety of Boss Han, so he vetoed it fiercely.

The second elder brother looked very ugly, dropped the map, turned around with the back of his hand.

Everyone looked at each other.

Seeing that the situation was stuck in a stalemate, there was the sound of a horse-drawn carriage rolling in the distance.

Two light blue wind lanterns approach from far away.

When the carriage approached, a white and slender hand opened the bamboo curtain.

Sitting in the car, Lang Jun has a jasper jade and bamboo hairpin on his hair bun, and his white robe is like snow under the faint lights, and he is sick and sick.

He glanced at the crowd and smiled: "Knowing that you are in trouble, come here to save the scene."

It's Xiao Sui.

Nan Baoyi looked out from the pergola. Behind Xiao Sui’s carriage, infantrymen and several escorted carriages followed, complaints from women came from the carriage. The gorgeous skirt corners were exposed from under the bead curtains, and they belonged to the family of Luoyang lady.

Her eyes suddenly lit up.

She knew how Xiao Sui planned to attack the mountain!

As if to confirm her speculation, Xiao Sui's voice was eloquent: "The generals who followed the Yin Snian rebellion have families and clans in Luoyang City. The king specially brought their families to reunite them."

The ladies got out of the carriage one after another, some covered their sleeves and sobbed, some yelled:

"Mushrooms in the mushrooms, don't take your allegiance to the court and learn to rebel against others! When the old lady goes up the mountain, cut his ears!"

Nan Baoyi bent his eyes.

What a family reunion, Xiao Sui must have promised this group of noble ladies good, and then called them up the mountain, separating their husband and Yin Sinian's monarch and ministers.

Once those generals had no intention of fighting, Yin Sinian really had nothing left.

Laojunshan will break without attack.

only……

This strategy may not necessarily save the boss.

Yin Sinian and Shen Yichao are desperate and will take the amulet of Boss Han more closely.

She dropped the dog's tail grass, jumped out of the chariot, and patted the ashes on her round collar robe: "Second brother, we still have a trump card that is useless."

Four eyes face each other.

Xiao Yi squinted his eyes, "You mean..."

"Temple of Equality, Xiao Chunshen."

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