After rebirth, the concubine counterattacked and became a royal concubine

Bai Zhaoyi looked at that figure and felt familiar for some reason, and had a vague suspicion in his heart.

Involuntarily walking forward, the young man reached out and picked up a neatly arranged painting on the table, holding it in his hands like a treasure.

The girl in the painting is wearing a light green dress, with a small face as big as a palm, a pair of dark and indifferent eyes under the curved eyebrows, and a pair of bright red lips under the straight bridge of the nose. The whole person looks like someone from heaven. Fairy-like.

Charming and cool.

Bai Zhaoyi suddenly froze on the spot, his eyes falling directly on the scroll in the young man's hand.

The girl in this painting turned out to be what she looked like when she was thirteen or fourteen years old.

This young man sitting on a plain carriage is...

Jiangque.

Bai Zhaoyi's heart suddenly trembled. Unprecedented sorrow and distress wrapped around her heart. Tears poured out of her eyes unconsciously and flowed down her cheeks, leaving a cold tear trail.

"Is this the kind of life you lived in your previous life?"

Bai Zhaoyi staggered forward and gently bent down in front of Jiang Que. His trembling fingertips touched the hideous scar on the side of his face from his brow bone to the corner of his mouth, and tears fell uncontrollably.

Why is there such a scar on my face?

In her previous life, she only vaguely knew that Crown Prince Rong An had returned from a great victory on behalf of his father. However, he was ambushed on the way and was hit by arrows in both legs and was unable to walk anymore.

Although the third prince later revealed that Guo Jiangque's injury was intentional, he was afraid that the Wencheng Palace, which had finally been suppressed with great difficulty, would return to its former glory.

However, Jingguo had very few generals who were good at fighting, so Emperor Jing had no choice but to send Jiang Que, who was born in Prince Wencheng's palace, to lead the army.

Unloading the mill and killing the donkey is the Emperor Jing.

But at that time, how could she pay too much attention to other things when she was not safe herself.

"Is this scar also from that battle?"

Bai Zhaoyi murmured to himself, but did not receive any answer.

There was a smile on Jiang Que's lips, and he looked at the woman in the painting quietly, with a touch of tenderness in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

The young man suddenly put down the scroll and moved Su Yu under him to the table. His eyes were shining with stars and he smiled and lowered his pen tip towards the scroll:

I only wish Zhaozhao peace every year.

Now he is just the most inconspicuous disabled person, and he doesn't dare to have too many extravagant hopes. Even if Zhao Zhao never knows about his existence, it doesn't matter.

Bai Zhaoyi got up and stepped forward to see the inscription on the painting. He suddenly remembered that day under the marriage tree in Jing'an Temple, the young man in front of him made a wish that she would be safe every year.

Bai Zhaoyi's heart was full of mixed feelings. It was the first time since her mother's death that she felt that someone in this world loved her so passionately.

It turns out that this is how it feels to be on someone's mind all the time, so why didn't you marry me earlier.

Jiang Que, have you ever prayed for peace for yourself?

The tears in the girl's eyes could no longer be held back. She had never known this in her previous life and was trapped in that square house all day long.

But why is Jiangque on the day of my grandmother’s birthday party in this life completely different from that in the previous life?

Just as Bai Zhaoyi was wondering, Chong Yu suddenly walked in with a heavy face, and with deep worry hidden in his eyes, he saluted Jiang Que and said:

"Sir."

Jiang Que carefully put away the scroll, and the smile on his face disappeared, returning to a cold and distant look.

Chong Yu couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The prince couldn't let go of the third lady of the Bai family in his heart.If the prince knew that something happened to Miss Bai San, who knows what he would do.

Chong Yu looked at his eldest son worriedly. Since that battle, the eldest son's body had suffered new injuries plus old injuries. No matter how carefully he nursed back to health, he would never be the same as before.

He needs to drink various decoctions every day to replenish his body. How can the prince withstand this blow?

Jiang Que raised his head to look at Chong Yu, who had a tangled look on his face. His brows were knitted into a knot, and he gradually had a bad feeling in his heart. The hands on his legs kept tightening, and the expression on his face became a bit colder. His tone was light. road:

"What happened?"

Chong Yu carefully observed Jiang Que's expression, and coughed slightly with a guilty conscience:

"Your Majesty, my subordinate told you not to get excited, otherwise your body will be overwhelmed."

Jiang Que's heart suddenly sank. He seemed to be able to hear his own thumping heartbeat. He uttered a few words with some difficulty:

"But something happened to her?"

Chong Yu immediately lowered his head a little lower, cursing damn Mo Yun in his heart, insisting that he should deliver this message.

"Your Majesty, tonight our spies came to report that the third prince secretly carried a corpse from the side door towards the mass grave. After they left, our people went forward to check and found that the corpse turned out to be... The third lady’s, our people have brought the third lady back and placed her in the front yard. Prince, please don’t be too excited and take care of yourself!”

After Chong Yu closed his eyes and said something as if he was dead, he didn't hear any movement in the room for a long time. He quietly raised his head and looked at the desk, only to find that Jiang Que was no longer there.

Chong Yu kept cursing the third prince and his family in his heart, and then rushed towards the front yard anxiously.

Jiang Que's expression was strangely calm at this time, and there was nothing unusual about him. Only his eyes seemed to have lost focus and were looking straight at the road ahead.

His hands were already bleeding, and he still kept rolling the wheel under his hands, trying to go faster and faster.

He didn't believe what Chong Yu said at all, how could that body be Zhao Zhao's.These stupid things must have been confused by the wrong person. He wanted to go to the front yard to check it out for himself.

It was clear that the news from before was still intact, how could it be abandoned in a mass grave today?

He didn't believe it, not even a word of it.

Bai Zhaoyi followed him with red eyes and tried to help him push Su Yu underneath him, but his hand went directly through him and he could only watch all this anxiously.

Fortunately, Chong Yu arrived in time and pushed Jiang Que all the way towards the front yard.

"Your Majesty, please don't get too excited. You must pay attention to your body."

Mo Yun looked at the prince's calm face and felt a little more panicked. The more the prince looked like this, the more scared he felt.

This moment seemed like the calm before the storm.

He and Chong Yu knew better than anyone else how important the third lady of the Bai family was to the crown prince.

If something unexpected happened to the third young lady, I'm afraid the prince would go crazy, not to mention that the girl's scarred body was covered under the white cloth.

When Mo Yun saw Bai Zhaoyi's body from the mass grave, he couldn't bear to look at it. There was no good spot on the girl's body after being tortured.