After her rebirth, she became the sweetheart of the sickly uncle.

"What's wrong with him?" the eldest princess asked worriedly. I saw a small figure on a thick branch, half of his body hanging in the air, looking into the distance, with sadness in his eyes that did not belong to his age.

"Mr. Hao has been depressed since Miss Wuyue left. No matter how much Nanny Qin coaxes him, it's no use. The princess didn't come to see him when she came back a few days ago..." the maid whispered.

Su Qingcheng knew that the eldest princess she was talking about was Ayan, and she was not her biological mother, so she naturally didn't care whether he was happy or not.

"You guys go down first." Su Qingcheng said.

"Yes."

All the maids in the yard had left, and Ouyang Yi stood quietly aside, his eyes resting on the boy's back on the branch, feeling an inexplicable feeling.

He didn't say anything to the two of them, strode towards the branch, jumped on the branch in twos and twos, and sat next to Mr. Hao.

Mr. Hao was startled and almost fell down. Ouyang Yi gently pulled him and helped him sit up.

The child's face turned red and he said softly: "Thank you...who are you? This is the princess's mansion. You can't come in at will."

"Me? I am the guard beside the eldest princess. Who are you?" Ouyang Yi said gently.

The moment he saw Mr. Hao's face, he was stunned for a moment. He looked so much like the eldest princess when she was a child...

"I am Grandma Qin's grandson. I have been raised in the princess's house since I was a child. The eldest princess feels sorry for me and takes me as her adopted son." Mr. Hao has said these words countless times since he was a child. It is as emotionless as an endorsement.

Su Qingcheng, who was not far away, felt something in her heart. She was once a mother. Although An An was only an infant at the time, she knew how heartbreaking these words were for a mother.

"He is very sensible." Su Qingcheng said softly.

"I can't help him." The eldest princess said, her eyes red.

On the branch, even though Ouyang Yi had already guessed the boy's identity, he was moved by his appearance.

"Then what are you doing sitting here? Do you want me to call the eldest princess over?" Ouyang Yi said.

Mr. Hao immediately shook his head and waved his hands, and said in a panic: "No, no, no...that woman is not a princess, she is fake, and I don't like her."

As soon as these words came out, the three of them were very surprised. I didn't expect that such a young child could see the difference between Ayan and the eldest princess.

"Hao'er..." The eldest princess could no longer hold back and said.

Mr. Hao turned around and his eyes shone with excitement the moment he saw her. He had already forgotten that Ouyang Yi existed beside him: "Mother!"

He climbed down from the tree in twos and twos and rushed into the arms of the eldest princess. Mother and son hugged each other and cried.

Ouyang Yi came to Su Qingcheng's side at some unknown time and said, "He is about five or six years old."

"Well...she is a great mother when she raises a child alone and hides it from everyone." Su Qingcheng said.

Just when Ouyang Yi was about to say something, the sound of gongs and drums outside rang through the princess mansion, and Su Qingcheng suddenly thought that it was time for Ye Tantai to come to pick up the bride.

"Oops, I almost forgot that this happened." She reacted immediately and prepared to go back to the princess's courtyard to dress up.

Suddenly, the sound of gongs and drums stopped.

A dull, soul-piercing death knell rang.

Boom, boom, boom...it rang nine times in total.

The emperor died.

Ouyang Yi and the eldest princess looked at each other. This change was so sudden that they could not hesitate and headed to the palace immediately.

Su Qingcheng did not expect that on the day of her wedding to Ye Tantai, the young and strong Emperor Dong Ling would pass away.

Ye Tantai stepped in wearing red clothes, his eyes were persistent and complicated. When he saw that Su Qingcheng had not changed into wedding clothes, his eyes dimmed.

"Something happened here just now. I will accompany you back to the palace to change clothes and rush to the palace." Su Qingcheng said.

Ye Tantai remained motionless and stood stubbornly in front of Su Qingcheng, saying: "If I don't marry you, are you still willing to worship heaven and earth with me?"

Su Qingcheng was moved, but the words "I do" were stuck in her mouth. Getting married on the day the emperor of a country died was not a good thing.

"I promised you I wouldn't run away again. It's not like we haven't worshiped each other before." Su Qingcheng said softly. She was anxious and confused now.

After learning that Ye Tantai was An An's biological father in her previous life, she was happy. She could not deny that Su Qingcheng had long been deeply in love with him.

But the death of Emperor Dong Ling means that the next emperor is about to succeed. If this person is Ouyang Yi, then Su Yizhi can return to Nanye!

"I want to marry you...sincerely." Ye Tantai looked at her affectionately and refused to give in.

On the one hand, there is the wedding to the person you love, and on the other hand, there is a major event related to whether the brother can return home...

Su Qingcheng was extremely conflicted.

"Let's worship." The woman smiled brightly and was extremely beautiful.

When the two arrived at the Buddhist hall of the princess's residence, they had no time to change into gorgeous wedding clothes, so Su Qingcheng could only simply put a hijab on her head.

She took Ye Tantai's hand, and the two stood in front of the Buddha statue.

"One bows to heaven and earth, the other bows to the high hall, and the husband and wife bow to each other."

At this time, everyone who was supposed to attend the wedding banquet hurried to the palace, and no one cared where the newlyweds who were supposed to get married today were.

But they only have each other in their eyes, smiling at each other, with faces full of happiness.

"Send him to the bridal chamber." Ye Tantai's voice was gentle, and you could hear his pleasure.

Su Qingcheng's cheeks were slightly red under her hijab, and she said, "I'll make up for it later, we have to go to the palace quickly."

The hijab was lifted, and Su Qingcheng had no time to put on makeup and hair, so she bowed to him in the empty Buddhist hall with her most authentic face.

Ye Tantai kissed her gently on the forehead and said, "Okay."

They got on the carriage and rushed to the palace.

Su Qingcheng asked doubtfully: "Don't you need to go back to the palace to change clothes first?"

The death of the emperor was a great mourning. Although Ye Tantai was not from Dongling, it was too high-profile to wear a wedding dress.

"No need," Ye Tantai said, taking out the clothes from the box in the carriage, "I have them all in the carriage."

He was about to unbutton the buttons, but Su Qingcheng's eyes averted and her face turned slightly red.

Ye Tantai raised the corners of his mouth and joked: "We are an old couple, why are you shy?"

"What an old couple, we just came to visit you just now." Su Qingcheng said.

"Okay, Madam, can you help me change it?" Ye Tantai said, looking at Su Qingcheng with a smile, his eyebrows curved.

"Your Majesty, you have your hands and feet, you can change them yourself!" Su Qingcheng turned away completely.

Her hand was pulled up by Ye Tantai, placed on the button on her chest, and said, "You should call me husband."

He took control of her hands and unbuttoned one button after another, his movements gentle and slow, with an air of indescribable ambiguity.

After taking off the coat, the inner coat also needed to be changed. Seeing Su Qingcheng's face getting redder and redder, she became less coy.

It's just the upper body, it's not like I haven't seen it before...