Rebirth on the wedding night, being doted on by the scumbag elder brother

"No need." Baili Yue shook his head.

She was filled with worry about her brother's words last night, and uneasiness about the upcoming changes in the palace...

At this time, an old eunuch came to report.

Baili Yue stood up and looked at the old eunuch.

The old eunuch said respectfully: "Your Highness, there will be a blood collection ceremony in the palace tomorrow. All royal relatives must participate and cannot be absent."

"Blood collection?" Baili Yue asked in surprise. Why did the palace suddenly need to draw blood?

The old eunuch explained: "This is for the good of everyone. By taking blood, we can check whether the body is healthy and whether there are any signs of poisoning."

At the end of his speech, the old eunuch's voice became much lower and his face was worried.

Baili Yue opened her eyes wide and looked at the old eunuch in shock until he finished conveying the message and left in a hurry.

She stood alone in the yard, whispering to herself, "The blood collection was proposed by my father. Doesn't it have anything to do with my brother?"

The situation became more and more confusing, and she was increasingly confused.

the other side.

Baili Yan tapped the table irritably, his brows furrowed.

"Whose blood do I want to take? The palace is heavily guarded. Even if I wanted to take it, it would be difficult. Not to mention that if someone gets hurt, it will definitely arouse suspicion."

Shen Yuming smiled slightly, his tone calm.

"Your Highness seems to have forgotten that there is another member of the royal family..."

"Who?" Baili Yan raised his head, looking anxious.

"The deposed prince." Shen Yuming answered softly.

When Baili Yan heard this, his eyes lit up.

"Deposed Prince!"

He thought of the demoted royal member. Ever since the queen fell out of favor, the deposed prince was sent to Qing'an Temple, nominally for self-cultivation, but in reality it was like exile, with no one paying attention to him.

"Yes, and him too!"

Baili Yan became excited. The deposed prince was in Qing'an Temple, so it was relatively easy to take his blood, and it would hardly attract the attention of the outside world. Even if he was injured, the news would not be reported back to the palace.

Shen Yuming didn't say anything more. He knew that this was the last word and the Seventh Prince had to walk the rest of the way on his own.

Baili Yan stood up, paced back and forth, and made up his mind after a moment.

"Okay! I'll send someone immediately and go tonight!" He patted Shen Yuming on the shoulder.

"Thanks for your advice. If you have any problems in the future, feel free to come to me. I will definitely help you solve them as long as I can!"

"Thank you, Your Highness." Shen Yuming replied.

"Okay, you step back first. I'll notify you when there's any progress." Baili Yan said.

"Yes." Shen Yuming bowed and left the room.

After Shen Yuming left, Baili Yan's eyes became sharp.

"Gather the men," he ordered.

The guards in the dark responded and quickly organized several followers with strong martial arts skills.

"Your Highness, please give me your instructions!"

"Go to Qing'an Temple and make sure to retrieve the blood of the deposed prince." Baili Yan's voice was cold and firm.

The guards accepted the mission expressionlessly. They were death warriors trained since childhood and were loyal to Baili Yan. They would never back down from even the most dangerous missions.

"We must complete the mission no matter what!" Baili Yan emphasized again.

The guards took the order and left, disappearing silently into the night.

Baili Yan stood alone in the courtyard, took a few deep breaths of fresh air, and tried to calm himself down.

He looked at the pear blossoms in the yard, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Things have come to this point, there is no turning back."

"Mother." He called softly, his eyes full of complicated emotions.

Unconsciously, he became indifferent. When did this change begin?

Perhaps it was from the moment he had the idea of ​​hurting his mother that he was willing to pay any price for the throne.

Only by standing at the pinnacle of power can he realize his wish. Thinking of this, he thought of the maid in Ye Mansion again, and his brows couldn't help but frowned.

This woman is a hidden danger and must be dealt with as soon as possible, as long as it is done quietly so that Yunzi doesn't notice.

In Qing'an Temple, the former prince, now a cripple, looked particularly haggard.

Since being expelled from the palace, his life has gone downhill, as if he had aged a lot overnight.

He was no longer the prince with a bright future, but a person who was completely cut off from the throne. Even if he disappeared here, no one would care.

Baili Lin sat alone on a stone bench in the yard, drinking to drown his sorrows.

He sold all the valuable things he had, and in return he only got enough alcohol to make him forget his pain temporarily.

He had thought about ending it all, but in the end he didn't have the courage.

"Heh..." He smiled bitterly.

"How is this place different from the cold palace? If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have done it in the first place."

His once prosperous life made it difficult for him to return to ordinary life. On the first day he arrived at Qing'an Temple, he lost his unborn child.

Song Xuying swallowed the abortion pill without hesitation and almost died from heavy bleeding that day.

Baili Lin was heartbroken and asked her why she did this. Song Xuying smiled faintly and said that if the child was born, it would only suffer with them, so it would be better if it did not come into this world.

Upon hearing this, Baili Lin trembled, took a few steps back, and sat down on the ground.

At that moment, he truly felt that everything was over. He was not even as good as an ordinary person, and he couldn't even protect his own children. What was the meaning of such a life?

"Haha, what's the point of living! God, tell me! What's the point of my living?"

Baili Lin looked up at the night sky and roared at the bright moon. He took a big gulp of wine and let the cold liquid slide down his throat.

"Ha ha……"

He laughed like a madman. Song Xuying stood quietly by the side, wearing simple clothes and expressionless.

She has accepted her fate, knowing that she can no longer change the situation. The doctor told her that she can never get pregnant again. She gently stroked her abdomen, her eyes full of sadness.

"It's better this way." At least their children won't have to go through the same hardship.

"God, tell me! What is the meaning of my life! Tell me!"

Baili Lin was still shouting at the top of his lungs in the yard, his voice filled with despair and helplessness.

Song Xuying was slightly stunned, and her eyes passed through the window lattice and fell on the figure in the yard.

Looking at his thin back, her heart softened involuntarily. Being able to stay by his side and live a peaceful life like this was her greatest wish.

He was no longer the high and mighty prince, and she was no longer the noble princess.

The relationship between the two has long surpassed the constraints of political marriage and has become a true partner. Song Xuying's eyes revealed a gentle light.

Her love for Baili Lin began in her childhood, and as time passed, this feeling grew deeper.

When she learned that she was going to marry him, she was so happy that she could hardly control herself. Although she knew that Baili Lin married her more because of the power of his family.

But at this moment, they can finally stay away from disputes and enjoy a peaceful life.

Song Xuying's gaze stayed on the figure under the pear tree in the yard. No matter how the world changes, he will always be the warm boy in her heart.