After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

 He was afraid that when he was not there, others would bully Nan Jiaojiao.

    He rubbed his eyebrows and took Nan Baoyi to the guest room for a nap.

    After everyone left, the Poinsettia patted the Taoist master on the shoulder: “It’s done well.” The

    Taoist master respectfully bowed: “Master asked Xiaodao to come over two months ago. There is such a long preparation time. Naturally, the trail can’t live up to Master’s expectations. In addition to renovating the Taoist temple, the courtyard is also planted with exotic flowers and plants given by Master. Your Majesty really believes in the existence of understanding and worry.”

    Poinsettia smiled faintly.

    The rare and exotic grasses in the flower garden compete with each other, but inside, there is no one called Jieyou.

    It was just he came out to fool Ayan.

    He glanced at the so-called crystal coffin again.

    But it was a coffin made of ordinary crystal, how could it be as mysterious as the Jinling Dragon Palace.

    Lying in it can only wait for death, it is impossible to live until six years later… The

    Taoist Master thought of something, frowned and asked: “Master has told a big lie, if your Majesty really wants to put the girl here, six years later , How do we lie?”

    Poinsettia casually said: “There is no filial son before the bed for a long time, and it is the same when used in love. It takes more than two months to come and go from Chang’an to Baishou Mountain. At first, Ayan will come about two or three times. But in time, he must have no patience to travel all the way to Baishou Mountain.

    “The same is true of his affection for the little junior sister. The six years without news is enough to dilute a lot of feelings. At that time, I casually made up a lie and claimed that the younger sister is no longer alive. What’s the difficulty? At that time, A Yan would slowly forget the little junior sister, and would re-emerge as a Mingjun.

    “This is all my plan.”

    His voice was as gentle as spring breeze.

    What he said was cruel, and he was actually going to send a girl to a dead end.

    It is night, guest room.

    The wind and snow roared outside the window.

    Xiao Yi played the Sanxian again against the girl on the bed.

    The sound of the piano is lonely, full of scruples and doubts.

    After finishing the song, he looked at Nan Baoyi’s pale little face, and suddenly picked her up and walked to the backyard, following the flame of the lantern all the way into the depths of the snow cave.

    The deep part of the snow cave is connected with volcanic lava, which is much warmer than the outside.

    He pushed away the crystal coffin, put Nan Baoyi in, and touched her little face: “I want to see if this coffin can keep you alive. Nan Jiaojiao, give me your dream tonight, okay? “

    After finishing speaking, he clearly knew that the so-called entrusted dream was just his delusion.

    He closed his eyes, closed the coffin, turned and walked out of the snow cave.

    After he left, the poinsettia quietly appeared in the snow cave.

    He took out a pill from his sleeve and fed it into Nan Baoyi’s mouth.

    A tonic that nourishes and nourishes the skin, it can make the color ruddy and shiny.

    Tomorrow his good disciple will see that the little junior girl’s complexion improves, and he will believe that this coffin is a real fetish.

    He pityingly folded his long hair for Nan Baoyi: “Sorry.” The

    next day.

    When Xiao Yi came to the snow cave, through the crystal coffin, she saw the little girl’s face ruddy.

    He touched the coffin gently.

    Although reluctant, he believed in the words of Poinsettia again.

    But he still reluctant to leave, despite the repeated urging of Poinsettia, he actually read Taoist classics in this Baishou Mountain Taoist Temple, saying that he wanted to pray for Nan Baoyi.

    The poinsettia was so angry.

    When he was young, he let this asshole learn Tao, but he refused. Now, for a woman, he is a majesty of a country, and he wants to learn Tao!

    After staying in Baishou Mountain for two months, when the poinsettia was so anxious that there were two big scorching bubbles in his mouth, news from Changan finally came over, saying that the little princess had a sudden illness, and asked the emperor and the national teacher to return to the court as soon as possible.

    Poinsettia almost laughed when he heard the news.

    This is really God is helping him!

    He ran into the Taoist Sanqing: “! Ah Yan,”

    Xiao Yi wearing robes sitting cross-legged, drooping eyelids look positive “moral”, a world outside expert shelf: “what?”

    “Little Princess her accident La! Are you not going back to Chang’an?!”

    “I ‘m not a doctor, so I won’t.”

    He refused so decisively that Poinsettia wished to give him two blows with the whisk!

    Poinsettia stared at his back and sneered: “Do you want to learn from Queen Shen?”

    Xiao Yi’s hand tightened slightly when he turned the book.

    Poinsettia pressed harder step by step: “For the sake of being a sweetheart, not paying attention to your own children. Ayan, what is the difference between your behavior and Queen Shen?”

    Xiao Yi raised his head.

    No…

    he and Shen Jiang are different.

    Poinsettia is condescending: “The baby is weak, and it is ugly. In case she has something good or bad, you, a father, will not even see her the last time… Ayan, what qualifications do you have to say you and Empress Shen is not the same?

    “Six years later, the little sister woke up and saw that you didn’t take care of your daughter. How should she feel? You are the husband of the younger sister, but also the father of two children, and even the king of the world. Ayan, where did your sanity go? “

    His words are like knives, and the knives are thrust into the softest part of Xiao Yi’s heart.

    Watching Xiao Yi grow up with his own eyes, he knows him too well.

    Xiao Yi was silent, still struggling.

    Poinsettia softened his tone: “It’s late spring, please go back to Chang’an to accompany the little princess. In the early winter, come to visit the younger sister, bring her some gadgets and news from Chang’an, and spend the New Year with her in Baishou Mountain. Isn’t it bad? It only took a few months in the middle. Ayan, now the little princess’s sickness is the top priority and can’t wait.”

    Xiao Yi slowly closed the Tao Te Ching.

    Poinsettia plus a bargaining chip: “If you really don’t worry about the little sister, just stay here as a teacher. If you have a teacher personally take care of it, you should always rest assured?”

    Xiao Yi stood up.

    He stared at Poinsettia’s eyes: “I want you to swear in front of the Sanqing God Statue that you will never deceive me

    regarding Nan Jiaojiao.” Poinsettia was slightly startled.

    Immediately, he turned to the statue of Sanqing God and raised his four fingers: “I swear by Poinsettia that I have never deceived Ayan in the matter of the little junior sister.”

    Xiao Yi paused and said, “If there is deception, you will not die.”

    Poinsettia Take a look at him.

    After a moment of silence, he chuckled, “If there is deception, it is not easy to die.”

    … It

    was two days before returning to Chang’an.

    Xiao Yi said goodbye to Nan Baoyi, leaving behind a waiting list of cronies to take care of him, and asked Xiao to go to Baishou Mountain to take care of him at regular intervals before returning to Chang’an, planning to return in early winter.

    After he left, the poinsettia stepped into the snow cave.

    The oil lamp placed in the wall illuminates the girl’s thin face.

    He condescending, softly: “He had to go against Heaven, somebody has to be punished for his small junior sister apprentice do not blame me.”

    He blew out all the lanterns on the wall, turned and left the snow cave:. “Seal hole”

    ten bitter keep out of Waiting for someone to froze: “Seal the cave?”

    Poinsettia asked him: “You don’t want her to be affected by the noise outside, right?”

    He is a national teacher who is proficient in metaphysics, and he is also the enlightenment teacher of the emperor. Shiku and others have always respected him, so he dare not disobey, and hastily followed suit.

    As the heavy bronze cave door was locked from the outside, the snow cave was plunged into darkness.

    …In the

    darkness, a pair of clear and beautiful Danfeng eyes slowly opened.

    ,

    Good night