Chapter 509: The Minister of Power...isn't it better than history books?

Nan Baoyi returned to the bedroom.
She still sat on the embroidered pier, picked up the history books that had been half-read, but saw Xiao Yi's face covered with a pale pink embroidered handkerchief. She didn't know what she was thinking, but the corners of her mouth were raised.
She stretched out her hand to tear off the embroidered handkerchief: "Second brother, can you still listen to my studies?"
Xiao Yi sat up with support.
He only wore a thin frosty white silk bedclothing. As he sat up, his neckline was wide open, revealing some sturdy pectoral muscles. The long green silk hanging on the couch, the whole person is pure and elegant, Danfeng's eyes are outlined with crimson, showing the usual There is no grace in illness.
Nan Baoyi glanced at his chest muscles, his cheeks flushed.
"I always lie down and sit down for a while." Xiao Yi said with interest, "You continue to read."
Nan Baoyi closed the history book in annoyance.
Xiao Yi's demeanor in this illness is more handsome and beautiful than all the Erlang she has ever seen.
The pectoral muscles are even more generous and exposed, and she can spot them from time to time.
Isn't the pectoral muscles of the Minister of Power better than the history books?
Where can she still read...
Seeing that she was not thinking about reading, Xiao Yi shook her hand and asked, "If I really accept a concubine and have children with her, will Jiaojiao marry Chu Huainan?"
Nan Baoyi earnestly said: "If there is a time, it will prove that you and me are gone. If you don't love me, even if I love you again, I won't be wronged to stay by your side. I have suffered from German. I don't want to live in the cold of my husband."
The little girl is serious.
Xiao Yi pursed his lips and smiled.
After laughing for a moment, he repeatedly asked: "Will you marry Chu Huainan?"
Nan Baoyi concentrated on it.
Chu Huainan treated her very well, but only well within the rules.
He will take concubines and give birth to children with concubines, but because he is a ruler, he will give enough respect and love to the lady in the main room, and he will not do things like Cheng German.
To marry Chu Huainan, she is the princess of Nanyue.
In the future, he will even become a queen...
Nan Baoyi weighed the pros and cons, and said seriously: "Second brother, I am a girl of power. To marry your Royal Highness, it is a good marriage for me. In the case of the imperial sister-in-law, I am almost Disheartened to you. If there is no explanation later, maybe I will really marry him."
Xiao Yi squeezed her little hand carefully.
He knew that Nan Jiaojiao had always been good at holding thighs.
After laughing, he was half joking and half serious: "If you dare to marry, I will abolish him."
Nan Baoyi wrinkled her little nose like a face.
She didn't want to marry Chu Huainan.
That person was very scary when she was angry, and immediately changed her face to a gentle face after she was angry, which made her feel hairy.
There was a burning earth dragon and smoked cage in the room, and staying in such a warm environment, she couldn't help feeling a little sleepy. After being crooked with Xiao Yi for a while, she yawned again and again.
Xiao Yi patted the bed: "Go to bed and sleep for a while."
Nan Baoyi glanced at his chest muscles.
Sleep is sleepy.
It just has to be reserved.
She shyly said: "It's snowing outside and the veranda is slippery. It's really not convenient to go back to my bedroom to sleep. Since the second brother sincerely invited"
Taste kindly reminded: "Miss, your bedroom is next door. It's only a few steps, and you won't slip."
Nan Baoyi: "..."
She bit her scalp and continued to be reserved: "But it's almost dusk, and the sky is getting dark outside. I can't see things clearly at night. Since I can't see the road, I still sleep in—"
Taste and considerate: "The lanterns under the eaves are all lit up, as bright as the day, so you won’t be invisible."
Nan Baoyi: "..."
The corners of the mouth twitch.
Who will drag this upright maid away!
Xiao Yi smiled and helped her down the steps seriously: "Jiaojiao's body is delicate and can't blow the wind. I'm warm on the couch and come up."
"Yes, I've always been delicate..."
Nan Baoyi held his forehead, Jiao Didi climbed onto the couch.
Xiao Yi screened all the maids in the room.
The incense is clear.
At dusk in the winter, the sky outside gradually dimmed, leaving the sky full of snow.
Nan Baoyi nestled in the bed, with a pair of shiny Danfeng eyes open, earnestly admiring Xiao Yi's side face when he was reading a book. When he was reading, she could not help but love him.
I don't know how long it took, and she gradually fell asleep.
The cage outside the window flickered lightly, and it was completely dark.
The aftertaste came in lightly and whispered in Xiao Yi's ear.
Xiao Yi closed the book.
He glanced at the sleeping little girl, pulled the brocade and was covered for her, then pulled on his shoes, put on a fox fur, and walked outside the house.
One person stood under the eaves.
The man wears a smoke-corrugated gold official robe, with a four-finger-wide leather belt tied around his waist. As the cold wind blows, the ebony beads hanging around his neck sway slightly.
He faces Xueguang alone, with red lips and white teeth, and he is extremely graceful and romantic.
Xiao Yi smiled: "Nine thousand years old, don't come here without problems."
Gu Chongshan turned around.
Four eyes face each other.
The two of them had only fought a few days ago, and sparks flew in between looking at each other.
Gu Chongshan stretched out his hand to pick up the falling snow, the long golden engraved armor set exuded an elegant brilliance: "Prince Jing Wang asked the Governor to come, I don't know what the so-called?"
Seeing him with eyes wide open, Xiao Yi guessed about the emperor's wife, but Liu Hua hadn't told him yet.
He smiled: "Prince Chu Huainan, he's about nine thousand years old, right?"
Both the ruling and the opposition knew that Gu Chongshan was the confidant of Concubine Jiang.
Concubine Jiang’s son is Cheng Wang, and Chu Huainan is Cheng Wang’s opponent.
Gu Chongshan's voice is as cold as snow: "If you wish, you will die."
Xiao Yi smiled: "I also hate him. I have a plan to get rid of the prince."
He never put Chu Huainan in his eyes.
But the man jumped up and down all day to covet his woman, which really disgusted him.
Get rid of him, you can feel at ease.
Xiao Yi leaned forward, raised his slender white hand to cover his thin lips, and whispered in Gu Chongshan's ear.
Heavy snow hits from the depths of the darkness, carrying an unknown ribbon.
The landscape of the garden condenses into ice on such a winter night, and the icy edge under the eaves is like a sharp sword light, quietly pointing towards the enemy exposed on the bright surface.
Xiao Yi's Danfeng eyes are dazzling and chilling.
After a long silence, Gu Chongshan nodded: "Yes."
There are no permanent enemies in the world.
For politicians like him and Xiao Yi, in the face of interests, enemies can also become allies.
Xiao Yi smiled and leaned slightly: "Then please take more effort for the nine thousand years old."
Gu Chongshan opened the paper umbrella and stepped into the snow.
Standing under the eaves, Xiao Yi stared at his distant back, and suddenly asked lazily: "Nine thousand years old dealt with Chu Huainan, really for Jiang Guifei and Cheng Wang?"
The Jiang family fell.
Cheng Wang is at stake.
Gu Chongshan is not stupid, he should not continue to be loyal to the mother and son.
Gu Chongshan stopped.
Xixue fell on his hunting and fluttering robe, drawing a beautiful picture.
His voice was indifferent and low and hoarse: "They, also worthy?"
"So, what can you get by framing the prince and causing the Nanyue court to shake?"
Gu Chongshan did not answer him.
He passed through the vast snow, and his figure gradually disappeared into the night.
Xiao Yi smiled playfully.
Gu Chongshan is a very interesting opponent.