The prince spared his life! The lady has been reborn to save you

Both parents suffered this humiliation because Zhang's daughter was seriously ill and bedridden. Qin then took off his disciple's clothes, knelt outside the palace gate in a white singlet, listed several crimes, and asked Emperor Yuan'an to severely punish Zhang Ruyi.

At that time, the Huns in Liaodong were eyeing the city covetously. Yaocheng, where Zhang Fan was stationed, was the closest border town to Liaodong City. Emperor Yuan An did not want to cause disputes, so he simply cancelled the marriage between the two families and detained Zhang Ruyi in his palace.

"Isn't it just choosing a concubine~"

Dong Yanwan's laughter interrupted Chu Yizhao's thoughts.

Chu Yizhao pulled himself out of his memories and looked towards the Prince of Yue's Palace not far away. Tall, straight green bamboos grew on the high walls.

People use green bamboo to describe scholars.

In the cold frost season, it’s time to trim your body in the snow.

Character and integrity are like that tall and thin figure, which can be broken but not bent.

In the 16th year of Yuan'an, the scholar Qin Sui, wearing a blood-stained white robe, cut off his own arms in front of the palace gate and, with his proud character, once again begged the emperor to severely punish the daughter of the Zhang family.

Zhang Ruyi was imprisoned in the Ministry of Justice, Qin Sui's arms were disabled, and his bright future was shattered. Qin Huaian resigned from his official position and returned to his ancestral hometown with his wife and children.

From then on, there was no more Yuxi Qin family in Shangjing City...

Dong Yanwan asked curiously, "She is so unrefined, but those men are willing to go on dates with her?"

"Dignity is not the primary criterion for in-laws. Besides, Zhang Ruyi's status is there. Even if she is a mute, there are still people who want to marry her."

The one you want to marry you can’t marry, and the one you don’t want to marry can’t escape even if you run.

Chu Yizhao took a sip of tea and smiled inexplicably.

Fortunately, in this life, we have to put things right.

Let him marry the one he wants.

Dong Yanwan noticed her words, "When marrying a virtuous wife, noble ladies always consider dignity as the first criterion. The husband's family also judges etiquette when seeing a woman, but you say that dignity is not the first criterion for in-laws?"

"When a noble lady wants to marry her mistress, she naturally wants a dignified and sensible woman. But if a husband wants to marry a wife, and a girl marries a husband, she must be pleasing to the eye..."

Chu Yizhao paused and added, "This is my personal opinion..."

Dong Yanwan nodded, "That does make sense. My sister-in-law dislikes my brother's height and we have argued about it openly and secretly many times."

Chu Yizhao couldn't help laughing when he thought of the eloquent Lord Dong from the Censorate, who was still arguing with his wife at home.

"My mother taught me and my sister-in-law that a man's appearance is not important, as long as he has good character and is dignified and honest."

Chu Yizhao spread out his hands and said in a leisurely tone, "Appearance, figure, knowledge, martial arts"

"Two of Four"

Dong Yanwan thought for a while, her almond-shaped eyes slightly widened, "His martial arts and knowledge are fine, but his figure and appearance are a bit... shallow, aren't they?"

"What's so shallow about that?" Chu Yizhao held his face with his hands, "Do you want to find an ugly husband?"

"I don't want to." Dong Yanwan shook her head like a rattle.

Chu Yizhao went on to say, "Apart from normal beauty and ugliness, a face with a neutral temperament and rosy blood can also be considered good-looking. People with this kind of face are free of disease, and people without disease are mostly emotionally stable and don't make trouble."

Dong Yanwan felt that Chu Yizhao's last sentence, uttered with a tense face, seemed to have a hidden meaning...

Chu Yizhao continued, pinching her slender waist with her bare hands, "A good figure means that you exercise regularly and are self-disciplined and perseverant. A strong body and abundant physical strength can..."

Chu Yizhao said as he glanced at Dong Yanwan's face which suddenly turned red. His teeth chattered and he almost bit his cheek.

"Don't let your imagination run wild. I mean, if you have a lot of energy, you can do more work and support your family..."

"Work and farm?" Dong Yanwan blushed.

"... "

How can you say such spring-like words with that obedient and innocent face...

Dong Yanwan shook her handkerchief and said shyly, "Oh, I didn't think of that, look at you..."

Want to cover up.

Chu Yizhao spat inwardly.

Green bamboos sway in the wind, and the faint fragrance of winter plum blossoms comes from outside the courtyard wall. The sound of silver bells and laughter between women lingers in the courtyard along with the fragrance of flowers.

As Dong Yanwan was talking, she thought of someone, "Actually... Fourth Master Chu..."

Chu Yizhao had a blank expression on his face. "Please forget about him. I beg you."

She couldn't bear to hear anyone say good things about the Chu family.

Dong Yanwan sniffed, "I'm just feeling emotional... for the last time..."

You said that last time...

Chu Yizhao exhaled.

The love of a young man for the first time and the withering of his prime are always remembered more deeply, and over time they become the bright moon in our hearts.

So that Dong Yanwan will not be sad in the future, and also so that she can be with her lover, understand each other, and have a happy marriage.

Chu Yizhao decided to make some slanderous remarks

"Don't be fooled by his appearance now."

"When I was a kid, I loved eating snot, just like noodles. I would just roll my tongue and suck it into my mouth without spitting it out..."

Chu Yizhao described it vividly, and the sobbing woman next to her gradually stiffened as she spoke...

Dong Yanwan's expression was very complicated, with surprise, fear, and indescribable disgust. She stared at Chu Yizhao with wide eyes and asked hesitantly, "Are you... serious?"

"Of course, all the old people in the mansion know it."

Chu Yizhao swore solemnly.

The young man in red in her mind, who was walking on the prosperous streets, was torn apart inch by inch, and turned into a fool who ate boogers. Dong Yanwan closed her eyes in disbelief...

Strange images kept spinning in my mind.

She felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach, and without saying whether she believed it or not, she quickly got up and said goodbye. Chu Yizhao asked Huaichun to take a pack of cooked Pu'er tea and chased after him, and told her to tell Dong Yanwan that if Ye Zhen was unwell, she could go to the doctor.

The tea on the table was still warm, and Chu Yizhao picked it up and placed it in his palm.

There has been no news from Chu Yunxu these days. The net he cast out couldn't catch any fish, so it was probably broken.

Qi Shan is a doctor, but his hand is really worrying.

Chu Yizhao stood up and planned to write him a letter.

The baby in Chu Yingxue's belly misses her uncle. How can she not come back to see him as the New Year is coming...

Chu Yizhao opened the door and was met with a pair of delicate, smiling peach blossom eyes. She was stunned for a moment, stepped back, stepped out of the room and took a look.

That's right, this is her study.

"Why are you here?"

The man was leaning lazily on the armchair, his cloak embroidered like snow shadows and moonlight draped over the back of the chair. The ink and color painting of wild geese flying back to the mountains, with golden threads floating in the sunlight, made him feel as if he was in the fairy lake of Yaochi.

A noble and lazy man lies on the fairy pond, with mist and thick clouds floating and lingering on his picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and the rippling water makes him look affectionate and sad.

She was so beautiful that Chu Yizhao's heart was pounding. How could a person look like this? She was like a demon or a fairy. With just one smile, she almost died.

Wei Xingli said nothing, looking at her with a pair of affectionate eyes. Chu Yizhao sighed slightly, walked forward, held the man's slender hand, leaned her slender waist against the table, and looked into his eyes.

"How long have you been waiting?"

"long time"

The blooming of winter plum blossoms is a watershed. Wei Xingli's hands gradually became colder, and just two breaths away from the heater, they were like cold jade.

Chu Yizhao prepared some medicine and asked him to drink it, but it was like a mud dragon entering the sea, and it was of no use at all.

After her rebirth, except for that attack, Wei Xingli has always behaved like a normal person. She always felt that there was no rush and it was still early, so she decided to wait until she had dealt with things in the capital before going to collect herbs.

The blue knuckles were frozen in my palms, but I couldn't warm them up. The abnormal touch opened the veil of long-standing illness. The tree looked lush and lush, but inside it was already dilapidated...

Before he knew it, Chu Yizhao in this life felt even more impatient and helpless than in his previous life.

Wei Xingli noticed her depressed mood, his smile faded, and he held her hand and comforted her,

"Don't worry, it's just an old illness, it will be gone in the spring."

Old illness...

Yes, Wei Xingli’s health has been deteriorating for five years.

I got sick for no reason...

For no reason?

Chu Yizhao suddenly felt confused.

The first time she went to the Prince of Yue's Palace, she was faced with a terminally ill patient.

What is the cause of Wei Xingli’s illness?

What month and day did I find out...

It seemed as if no one had ever told her.

Chu Yizhao didn't say anything. Wei Xingli felt a little uneasy. He sat up and leaned his head against Chu Yizhao's abdomen. His voice was slightly hoarse.

"I can protect you for a long time"

"Even if... my bones turn to dust, I can still protect your safety throughout your life."