After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The next day.

The spring sun is sunny and the sky is bright, and the peonies in the Nanfu Garden are blooming.

There is an octagonal red-lacquered pavilion in the garden, with carved and painted flowers, and fine and delicate bamboo curtains hanging down the octagonal. The spring breeze blows the curtain, revealing the little beauty in the pavilion indistinctly.

Nan Baoyi was sitting at the stone table, carefully copying.

Xiao Yi said that her handwriting was too ugly, so she gave her a few copybooks and told her to practice 20 Chinese characters today.

After writing a few words, she put down the brush and stretched softly.

The lotus leaf came in with a refreshment and smiled and said: "The lady is working hard, and the maidservant brought you a snack. It was made by the aftertaste of the second son. The slave and maid tasted it together. It is called a better taste than the old lady in the courtyard. The cook is doing even better!"

Nan Baoyi supported it with one hand, and lazily played with a newly picked peony, "Lotus leaf, your lady, I am also an educated and motivated person now. Don't give me food when you have nothing to do. How can my second brother explain my homework?"

Lotus leaf took a peek at her homework.

Well, her lady sat in the pavilion all morning. She said she had to work hard to practice calligraphy, but so far she has only practiced one big calligraphy, and she was in a daze at other times.

She put down her refreshments and persuaded her well: "Miss, our Nan family is really not suitable for reading and practicing calligraphy. You look at the fourth son, and you are determined to take the imperial examination, but the servant girl heard that he even had trouble with the Analects so far. I’m being laughed at in the academy every day. Why don’t you force yourself?"

Nan Baoyi held his face in both hands, staring at the blank rice paper in a daze.

Maybe something went wrong with the Nanjia Fengshui. For hundreds of years, I made money like flowing water, but none of the family's children could test fame...

Seeing that her own lady was silent, lotus leaf walked out holding the red paint tray.

Just opening the bamboo curtain, she said: "Miss, isn't that the third master?"

"My father?"

Nan Baoyi got up and walked over.

She hid behind the bamboo curtain and saw her father carrying Shijinji's sugar box, walking through the flower path.

Shijinji’s peach blossom candy box is very famous in Shu. It is carved from rosewood. By pressing the round lid in the middle, you can turn out five peach petal-shaped drawers. The drawers contain sugar **** with five flavors. Delicate and thorough, it is very popular with children.

When she was young, she liked the peach blossom candy box the most. Yesterday, she raised a mouth with her father. He didn't expect him to put it in his heart, so she went to buy her candy...

Nan Baoyi was warm in her heart, and was about to run out, but saw a white figure standing in front of her father.

Nan Yan bowed his knees to Nan Guang like a weak willow, "please Ann, where is he going?"

"Oh, I'll go to Chaowenyuan to see your sister."

Nan Yan held the veil, feeling very uncomfortable in her heart.

She waited in the house for a long time last night, not only failed to wait for the good news of the dowry, but even her father disappeared.

She went to greet her father this morning, but Xiao Si said he left the house early in the morning.

Her gaze fell on the sugar box, "This sugar box..."

Nan Guang said "Ah", suddenly a little embarrassed, he hurriedly hid the sugar box behind his back, and said: "This sugar, this sugar..."

"Is it for my sister?" Nan Yan was lonely, "I know you love her, you should, you should buy candy to coax her."

With that said, the circles of his eyes were suddenly red.

Nan Guang panicked, "Yan'er misunderstood, where did you buy this candy for your sister? This is for you! Take it quickly, don't cry, it hurts more!"

Nan Yan hugged the sugar box he had stuffed over, and was very aggrieved: "Grandma loves his sister. I went to see you this morning. She can't even get in her yard... Daddy, there are many people who hurt my sister, but I only have you... "

She sobbed into Nan Guang's arms.

Nan Guang's heart is about to melt!

He couldn't help but patted her on the back with pity, "Poor see, I will ask your grandmother to be reasonable. They are all for the father's daughter. How can we favor one another and treat each other?"

Nan Yan wiped her tears and carefully held the corner of his sleeve, "Daddy, can I have lunch with you? The dishes delivered from the kitchen are all clear soup and watery, and my daughter is going to be unable to live this day... …"

"Go, I'll take you out to eat out!"

"Can you bring your mother? Our family hasn't eaten together for days."

"Good good!"

The father and daughter left the garden talking and laughing.

Octagonal pavilion.

Nan Baoyi leaned on the red lacquer pillar, her white tender and delicate face full of gloom.

The nails were scratching the lacquer unconsciously. Her father and Liu are a family, so what is she?

His ears were so soft, Nan Yan cried a few words, and he gave Nan Yan the candy box he gave her...

This has been the case for all these years. He lives outside and is happy every day. When he has a reunion dinner with the Liu family during Chinese New Year, he probably never thinks that there is a young daughter in the house, lonely looking forward to him returning to the house to see her...

The scallion-like nails were scraped off, and the blood leaked from the fingertips, causing her to withdraw her hand in pain.

The tender bun wrinkled and she walked out of the pavilion listlessly.

Lotus leaf tangled, "Miss, can't you practice this word yet?"

"You help me practice, remember to write 20 large characters to the second brother to check. He Ye, I asked you to practice calligraphy for your own good."

Lotus Leaf suddenly couldn't say anything.

She provokes someone, and she doesn't like reading or writing!

Tell her to practice twenty characters, it is better to ask her to go to the backyard to chop wood!

On the rockery on the back of the pavilion, Xiao Yiman sat carelessly, holding a cup of wolfberry hot tea in his hand.

He watched Nan Baoyi go away blankly.

The girl's tender yellow skirt was lifted by the spring breeze, and the color was more beautiful than the peonies on both sides of the road.

His thin shoulders trembled slightly as he walked, perhaps crying secretly.

Shiku drilled out of the rockery cave and whispered: "Master, there is no garden. Over the years, we have searched every pavilion and pavilion in the South House. We even searched for the bushes and rockeries, so we almost dig the floor tiles. I got up and searched, but there are no clues...Humble suspects, that thing is not in Nanjia at all."

Xiao Yi's knuckles tapped the edge of the tea cup lightly, with a crisp sound like tapping gold and jade.

"master?"

"There is still a place not searched."

"Master, please make it clear!"

"The ancestral hall."

Shiku was stunned, "This...isn't it? After all, it is a place where the ancestors rested. If you rush in and disturb the gods..."

Xiao Yi glanced at him coldly.

Ten bitter fought a cold war and hurriedly bowed his head and said yes.

He was about to do it, Xiao Yi knocked on the tea cup, and then said, "I have to stay in Nanjia for two years. This is not a hurry. You go to Shijinji to buy a candy box first."

"What to buy?!"

Terribly shocked.

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It's a new week, ask for a recommendation ticket!

The contract has been printed out and it can be sent out tomorrow