After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved - Chapter 1065
She held Nan Baozhu’s hand comfortingly.
Han Yanliang also said: “Fortunately, Lord Guo is a deep love and righteousness. There is always news from Tianshu. There are always aristocrats who see the town’s government official Ding Lengqing but are in high position and want to give the town A few people on the pillow side of Guo Gongsai were rejected. It goes without saying who rejected it. “
Nan Baozhu knows those things.
It’s not just that group of colleagues who want to give Ning Wanzhou to the Cypriots. When she goes to the high gate banquet, there are always women who bring their daughters and nieces to get close to her, saying that men always want to take concubines, instead of letting him. It would be better to let her take charge of the difficult things by herself, and help her husband to find a knowledgeable person, so that they can take care of each other.
But she doesn’t like to give her husband a concubine.
Ning Wanzhou didn’t have that idea either.
There is no concubine room in the backyard, which is her greatest joy.
It’s just…
she touched her belly quietly.
After marrying him for so many years, there is always nothing in my stomach.
Although you can’t say that you are anxious, how can you really not be anxious?
She smiled calmly, and then returned to the smoky marriage.
…
It was three days after the team returned to Chang’an.
Before Xiao Yi stepped into the Imperial Study Room, a court official came over to report that it was the Fourth Prince asking to see him.
He sat down on his robe and looked up.
The young man who stepped into the study is still in white clothes and Shengxue, but his face is no longer sick and haggard. There is a faint light, which is really the light of the mountain Yangzhibao.
But deep in the eyes, it was cold and lonely.
He was still twisting a string of sandalwood beads, but there was a small golden bell on the beads. The golden bells were crisp when walking, like a girl’s smile.
Xiao Yi opened the memorial: “You are in poor health and rarely go out in winter. Why did you come here today?”
Xiao Suibi knelt down straight.
Xiao Yi paused for a while.
He raised his eyelids.
Xiao Sui’s face was even more lonely, and his voice was as cold as a mountain: “My minister asks for an order, immediately go to the Northern Great Wall and guard the frontier.”
Xiao Yi looked at him.
He slowly put down the Zhubi: “Why?”
Xiao Sui didn’t speak, just put his head to the ground and couldn’t kneel down.
Holding the hand of the Buddha beads, he couldn’t help but clenched tightly.
He closed his eyes deeply, and the scene of that morning appeared in his mind.
He was stabbed by Huo Tingyu, and he was even ready to die, but in the early morning of the next day, he woke up unexpectedly.
The wound was properly bandaged, and the whole body was filled with a spirit that had never been seen in twelve years. A majestic force surged in the blood and bone marrow? It seemed to have returned to the youth of the fresh-clothed angry horse.
He sat up suddenly.
The old hall was empty and deserted, and the corners were the ashes after the scarlet lantern burned? The girl who was supposed to be here disappeared, leaving only a string of small golden bells in place.
He touched the position of his heart, and it was empty.
A bad premonition hit his mind, he turned over and got out of bed, but let him search all over the cold palace? Still could not find the girl.
He returned to the old hall? Sitting on the side of the bed blankly.
He leaned over and picked up the string of small golden bells, but suddenly noticed that a complicated formation totem had been drawn on the bleak floor, and the center of the formation was an invisible handful of crystal ashes.
He stared at the handful of ashes.
He remembered that the Huo Clan had this kind of sacrifice ceremony.
The heart beats more violently at this moment.
The thought that jumped out of his mind? Shocked him? His face was pale.
Just when he was in a daze? The cold wind opened the window.
Seeing that the handful of ashes were about to be blown away? He suddenly rushed over desperately, holding the ashes tightly with his hands? The whole person was shaking violently? Like a beast falling into a trap? He let out a cry of collapse.
He screamed? Tears kept flowing into the corners of his mouth.
Despair is overwhelming? It is like a black net that is gradually tightening, deeply embedded in every inch of his bones and blood, every inch of his heart? There is nowhere for him to escape!
…In the
imperial study room.
Xiao Sui clenched the Buddhist beads tightly.
Her ashes are hidden in every Buddha beads.
He wants to be with her for life and life.
He doesn’t want to stay in Chang’an, he’s going to the Great Wall in the far north? He’s going to the grassland where she lived when she was a child, and want to see the stars that pierce Lanshan again with her? He wants to play her favorite little tune on the bone flute. , I want to weave another string of wreaths for her…
The man with a weak crown fell on his knees, tears down.
Xiao Yi didn’t know what happened.
But he knew that this younger brother was restrained and would never tell him what despair he had encountered.
After a long silence, he said, “At least, spend this year in Chang’an?”
Xiao Sui shook his head tearfully: “The minister is going to leave, and the minister can’t wait for a moment!”
Xiao Yi was finally speechless.
He gave Xiao Sui the customs clearance and appointment documents to go to the Northern Great Wall, and watched him stumble away from the Imperial Study Room.
He stood under the eaves of the palace, looking towards Lenggong.
Are Huo Qi and Shen Jiang connected?
If they have ever joined forces, what kind of transaction did they make?
The gloomy blizzard is coming from the distant sky.
Xiao Yi squinted his eyes.
Although Huo Qi is dead, he intuitively felt that the matter was far from over.
…
Leng Gong.
The woman with gray hair and a dark purple dress was sitting under the window making tea.
The little court lady who was kneeling on the opposite side was obedient and cleverly said: “…Recently, the servants and maidservants have heard of the new things in Chang’an. That is how Huo Qi is not a teacher, but he was too ambitious to assassinate the emperor. He was only applauded when he died!” The
tea was sour, and Shen Jiang’s face was trapped in the mist, which made people look unreal.
A Yan is a powerful character, cut off all her confidant’s eyeliner, she can only use the lively way, inquiring about news from the outside world.
Huo Qi actually died…
He really wasn’t A Yan’s opponent.
Shen Jiang bent his lips, stretched out his slender white jade hand, and casually picked up the boiling teapot, and poured the tea into the azure cup.
She had never sought to assassinate Ayan.
I hope that the hand left by Huo Qi can succeed.
She picked up the tea cup and drank comfortably.
She tilted her head to look out the window, the sky was gloomy, and she saw another heavy snowfall.
She has lived for so many years, whether it is snow or country, she has long been tired of watching it.
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Ah ah ah, New Year’s Eve, wish the fairies a happy new year and all the best!