After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

When it comes to the little prince, An Yihuai’s face is a bit ugly.

    At that time, Nan Yan urged him to urge him, but he dared not blatantly search for the newborn baby in Kyoto, so he had to go to nearby towns to search secretly.

    It was also a coincidence that on the rainy night back to Kyoto, he encountered a pregnant woman who was about to give birth in a wild village. He quietly brought the pregnant woman back to the mansion. The pregnant woman died of dystocia, but left a baby boy.

    He was overjoyed at the time, he only looked at the baby’s gender, but he was sent directly to the palace if he cared about others.

    When it was discovered that the baby was a golden pupil, it was already too late.

    Fortunately, Nan Yan was clever, and immediately made up a saying that the Ziwei Emperor star had fallen into a dream, which didn’t make people doubt the blood of the baby, otherwise, both he and Nan Yan would die.

    Facing Nan Yan’s angry face, he touched his sore cheek and said with a grin: “It’s a baby born to a wandering woman. After all, that woman is dead. Only you and I know about this. , We have no worries at all, what is the mother afraid of?”

    Nan Yanhan turned around with a face.

    She paced in the palace for a while, and said coldly: “Your Majesty’s condition has deteriorated and will not last long. If he is gone, Gu Chongshan will definitely be buried in the palace. Gu Chongshan is not a good person to deal with, we have to prepare soldiers and horses in advance.”

    An Yihuai is a little serious: “Don’t worry, the lady, this kind of life-and-death event, the Weichen will definitely not go wrong. When the emperor is gone, we have the final say in the Northern Wei Dynasty!”

    Nan Yan lowered his eyes.

    She reached out and fiddled with the golden camellia in the vase, which was obviously expected, but when she thought of Gu Yu’s weak and haggard appearance, she couldn’t expect it.

    …The

    Palace of the Regent.

    Nan Baoyi stayed in the palace for two full days, but never saw Gu Chongshan come back.

    The little eunuch Qinfeng accompanied her to relieve her boredom, and said warmly: “I heard that the emperor’s condition is more menacing and more serious than usual. The master only has this younger brother. Therefore, she takes care of her very closely, not deliberately neglecting Nan girl. Don’t be angry with the master!”

    Nan Baoyi nodded: “Brothers have deep feelings, I naturally understand it.”

    She asked Qinfeng out for a nap under the pretext of taking a nap.

    She locked the door and sat down anxiously next to the book table.

    After sleeping for so long and staying in the Northern Wei Dynasty for many days, she missed her second brother and her children, as well as her grandmother and father.

    They must be very anxious if they can’t see her.

    She can no longer wait for Gu Chongshan.

    The girl thought about it for a while, and began to pull up her pen.

    She left a farewell letter to Gu Chongshan, which she pressed under the white jade paperweight.

    She packed up some soft things, and then took the bank note that Gu Yu gave her.

    At dusk, dressed as a maid, she sneaked out of the regent’s palace through the back door.

    First, she bought a menswear outfit, then spent a lot of money on the street to buy a forged identity fish charm and customs clearance certificate, and finally bought a strong steed and galloped away from the city.

    She is going home!

    …

    Just when Nan Baoyi galloped south along the post road, there was no Xiangcheng.

    Shiku led the army and searched Baishou Mountain diligently every day. After rummaged through Baishou Mountain but found nothing, he began to search the nearby mountains and villages.

    Under the old willow tree at the end of the official road.

    Poinsettia sat cross-legged on the back of the green cow, with a willow branch in his mouth, coldly watching Shiku they go to another village to search.

    He took out a letter from his arms—the letter

    of credence sent to Chang’an by the Northern Wei Dynasty, which was cut off by him.

    It was a letter written by Gu Chongshan. It said that the younger sister was still alive and he would personally escort the younger sister back to Chang’an. Not only that, he also revealed that it was his poinsettia that deliberately made the younger sister alive.

    Poinsettia’s eyes were filled with hostility.

    He tried his best to make the little junior sister look like a ghost, and she was able to wake up, and even took refuge in Gu Chongshan… It is

    really a scourge for thousands of years!

    Poinsettia twists the credential, and has another plan in his heart.

    ……After

    ten days of searching, it was almost three feet away.

    Just when he was about to collapse, Poinsettia suddenly appeared with a crystal coffin.

    He looked pale and whispered: “I used fortune-telling to rehearse the place where the little junior sister is, and finally found her…It’s just you, you have to be mentally prepared.”

    Ten bitter stunned.

    Be mentally prepared…

    what does this mean?

    He held his breath and looked at the crystal coffin with trembling.

    Lying in the coffin was a bruised and stiff female corpse. It was their princess!

    Shiku screamed, and fell to the ground in disbelief.

    Poinsettia raised her hand to cover her eyes, and the words choked: “Although this crystal coffin can make people immortal without eating or drinking, it can’t cover the cold. Little Junior Sister… she was frozen to death alive.”

    “Impossible… …” Ten bitter clambered and hugged the crystal coffin, and kept wiping the water vapor outside the coffin, “The princess is so lucky, how could she die? It is absolutely impossible, we must be mistaken…”

    However, no matter how hard you try, Wiping the coffin on the ground, the female corpse inside was always blue and purple, but it looked like she had been frozen for many days.

    Poinsettia looked coldly at the wailing.

    There were many villages under Baishou Mountain, and many people died in the avalanche that night.

    He found a female body similar to Nan Baoyi’s body, and carefully changed its appearance to the present shape, intending to take it to Chang’an to deceive Ayan.

    As for the real little sister…

    She would never want to cross that Great Wall.

    Never want to go home.

    He quietly shed a few tears, only to go ten pain behind his shoulder: “The most pressing is not yet taking advantage of the bones rot, sent Chang Ah Yan them as soon as possible, we will certainly want to see her one last time..”

    To solve After waiting for someone, Poinsettia returned to Wuxiang City.

    Wuxiang City is stationed with the Dayong Army, which is directly responsible for guarding the Great Wall. It is the largest military town on the northern border.

    Now that Xiao Sui is in good health, in addition to handling military affairs, he often practices horsemanship and marksmanship in the martial arts field.

    When Poinsettia came, Xiao Suizheng finished practicing a set of marksmanship.

    He threw the red tasseled spear on the treasure rack, wiped the sweat from his forehead and palm, and took up the string of Buddhist beads on several cases and wrapped it around his wrists lovingly.

    After doing all this, he said indifferently: “It is rare for a national teacher to come here.”

    Poinsettia smiled slightly, and his eyes fell on the prayer beads on his wrist.

    A delicate golden bell is adorned in the prayer beads.

    He said warmly: “Master of Jinling, haven’t you found it yet?”

    Xiao Sui’s expression was cold.

    He knows the abilities of Poinsettia, and it is not unusual for Poinsettia to know the existence of Huo Tingyu.

    He said: “The Sri Lankan is dead, what does the national teacher mean?”

    Poinsettia has a profound meaning : “What if it is not dead?”

    “I have seen her ashes with my own eyes.”

    “Are you sure…that is the ashes?”

    Xiao Of course I dare not be very sure.

    But if it is not ashes, what can it be?

    What’s more, if Nizi was still alive, how could she not come to see him?

    He only used poinsettia to sneak around him, so he turned his head and left.

    Just a few steps out, the voice of Poinsettia chased up: “This seat has nothing to do with a divination. If your Royal Highness is willing to believe, this seat can tell you where Huo Tingyu is now. You can find it, and this seat is willing to replace it. you guard the Great Wall.

    ” ,

    late Ann