After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The early summer sun is quite hot.

Nan Yan followed Cheng Ye Rou to the front yard and saw from a distance under the eaves, his brother Nan Jing was sitting on a small stool with a small floral rice pocket tied around his neck, and his hair bun and nails were kept clean.

Dad is holding a small bowl and feeding him seriously.

"Jing'er's favorite bibimbap with egg custard," Nan Guang smiled and scooped up a spoonful of rice. "Jing'er is good, open your mouth, ah..."

"what……"

Nan Jing opened his mouth obediently, like a child.

When she came to the front, Nan Yan called: "Father."

Nan Guang turned his back to her, and his hand shook the food.

The egg custard stuck to the corner of Nan Jing's mouth. Nan Guang lowered his eyes and wiped it off with a handkerchief.

The circles of his eyes were flushed quietly.

He handed the small wooden bowl to the maid and turned to look at Nan Yan.

His eldest daughter, who is both talented and beautiful, is smart as a child, and is known as the "talented girl" in Jinguan City.

He thought she could marry very well, with ten miles of red makeup, three matchmaking and six appointments, she would marry a wealthy family in a graceful manner...

Coming back today, she is wearing her bride's hair bun and a light pink smoky skirt.

Because it's not the main room, she can't even wear red...

In the past six months, Nan Guang has made thousands of reprimands and complaints about Nan Yan who fled privately at night. He was thinking about waiting for her to come back someday, and he must beat her severely.

However, looking at his daughter's watery almond eyes, he couldn't say anything.

"Just come back..." He patted Nan Yan's arm, "Just come back..."

Nan Yan looked at him.

This confused dad seemed to be ten years old in an instant.

A little guilt welled up in her heart. She took the brocade box from the maid and smiled: "My daughter has been staying at Cheng's house for the past six months. It is not good for me to be filial to her father. I have a tight hand. Brother Cheng took it from the storeroom and should be given to you as a meeting gift."

Cheng Deji thought about Nan Baoyi, so he quietly went to the backyard on the pretext of reuniting their father and daughter.

When the father and daughter stepped into the study, Nan Guang asked nervously: "Yan'er, how good is Cheng De to treat you? You are not in time yet, have you ever..."

"Brother Cheng doesn't lack a housekeeper. He knows that his daughter is not in time, so he has never treated her daughter." Nan Yan said politely, "Although I am wearing a woman's bun, my father can rest assured that I am still an innocent girl. "

Nan Guang nodded comfortedly.

He has been wandering around the flowers all these years, but he has never touched a girl who is too late.

Because they are too young to accept personnel prematurely, it is not good for their health.

Xu is rewarded, and now his daughter is still clean, which really makes him happy.

"Father," Nan Yan said sincerely, "I know that I am a concubine in the Cheng family, and I am embarrassed by my family. But I am fed up with the pain of being a commoner in the market. I want to stand out, I want to have a bright future... Can you Forgive me?"

"My own child, why do you forgive me?" Nan Guang poured a cup of almond tea and gently placed it by her hand, "Your brother has become that way, and your father is the only two daughters."

"Father, in fact, my daughter came back this time not only to visit her grandmother and you, but also because of her tight hand..." Nan Yan hesitated to say, "You also know what kind of family Cheng's family is. , Every New Year’s Festival, buying dresses and jewelry, all have to spend money. So, my daughter thought, can I, can I ask for a dowry?"

Nan Guang was stunned.

Rourou looked at him very tightly, and he really didn't have a lot of money in his pocket.

He was embarrassed, "This, I have to ask Rourou. She is your aunt at any rate, so she must give you a dowry..."

After lunch, when Nan Yan was playing with Nan Jing under the eaves, Nan Guang secretly pulled Cheng Yerou to the bedroom.

He pleased: "Soft and soft..."

Cheng Yerou took a seat and picked up the tea cup.

She blew the tea mist, "Laughing like this, is it to help your daughter ask for a dowry?"

Nanguang surprised: "Rourou is really Bingxue smart! So, you agree?!"

"I plan to marry Nan Yan with five thousand taels of gold ingots, one hundred thousand taels of silver, plus three shops on Furong Street, a set of five-jin mansion in Qingqiao Hutong, and two hundred hectares of land in Jinguancheng."

"really?!"

Nanguang rubbed his hands in surprise.

"fake!"

Cheng Yerou put the tea cup on the flower table heavily.

Nan Guang trembled three times with fright.

Cheng Yerou sneered: "A good lady who doesn't do it, she wants to run away late at night and is willing to be a concubine... This kind of shameless girl, it's good to let her go back to her parents' house, and she still wants a dowry?! The dowry I said, When the ancestors promised her to Mipu Dong’s boss, the dowry he prepared for her is enough to eat and drink for her life! I am shameless, no wonder others treat her for being despised!"

She did not lower her voice.

Under the eaves.

Nan Yan teased Nan Jing with a rattle, her beautiful face was not even smiling.

In the room, Nan Guang accompanied Cautiously and tentatively said, "Since my mother refuses to give Yan'er a dowry, Rourou, why don't you show her your dowry? Anyway, Jiaojiao has the dowry left by her mother. There is no shortage of your share—"

"Nanguang!"

Cheng Yerou suddenly raised her voice.

Nan Guang was too frightened and sat down on the armchair.

He swallowed, "Soft and soft..."

"I only say what I said once, and you remember it. If I have a daughter with you, then my dowry will be divided into two, one for Jiaojiao, and one for our daughter. If it is a son, then my dowry, Leave it all to Jiaojiao. As for Nan Yan, don't think about it!"

"Cheng Yerou, I am the head of the family!"

"Are you?"

Cheng Yerou's eyes were cool and faint.

Nanguang hesitated.

Is he?

He seems really not.

Under the eaves.

Nan Yan's expression gradually twisted coldly.

She also expected to get a dowry this time, but she didn't expect the Nan family to be so stingy.

"Drum, snare!"

Nan Jing clapped his hands to grab the red paint rattle.

"Brother want it?" Nan Yan shook the rattle, smiling unpredictably.

Nanjing cheerfully said: "Yes!"

Nan Yan's eyes were vicious, and she deliberately threw the rattle far away like a vent.

She stroked her skirt, "Go and pick it up by yourself."

After speaking, he turned his head and left the front yard.

Nan Jing clapped his hands and rushed to pick up the rattle happily.

He ran too fast, and there was no maid beside him watching. He accidentally stepped on the stone and yelled and fell to the ground.

He knocked his head heavily on the white stone slab, and red blood slowly flowed out.

The old woman came out of the wing with a water basin, and when she saw him like this, she was shocked, "Master, something happened to the son!"

After Nan Yan left the front yard, she went straight to the back yard.

When she thought that Cheng German might be looking for Nan Baoyi, her face was cold.

She may not like Cheng De, but she can't tolerate Cheng De likes Nan Baoyi!

When passing through a rockery, a low laugh suddenly came from above.

Nan Yan looked up.

The young man with a golden crown in Xuan Yi sat leisurely on the rockery.

The dark gold gluttonous pattern robe is laid out, the slender and white fingertips lazily hold the black-glazed rabbit tea cup, the lips are red and the teeth are white, and the phoenix eyes are smiling.