Tragic death on wedding night, replacement doctor concubine reborn to kill the whole family

Rong Xun's empty eyes became a little brighter, "I never thought of making them owe me a favor, I did it all voluntarily."

"They—want me to live."

Old man Ding was so surprised that he didn't know what to say.

After a long time, Old Man Ding said, "I didn't believe it before, but now I do. The Emperor and the Empress are also people of character. For your life, they were able to send their only prince to a Buddhist temple. This is not a sacrifice that can be made with ordinary relationships."

"It's hard for that child. I am sorry for him."

Old man Ding raised his hand, "No, it's the fate of Taoism and Buddhism, everything is fate."

Rong Xun smiled bitterly for a moment and looked at Old Man Ding, "You are the hidden treasure in the entire Imperial Observatory."

"No, I'm just an old immortal. I also want to be this old immortal." Old Man Ding said jokingly, and suddenly looked at Rong Xun, and said with a firm look in his eyes: "You too, you should strive to become an old immortal."

Become an immortal?

In the past, he had thought that he should try his best to live, at least to live another ten years.

And now, Yun'er, Xiao Lusheng and the others all want him to live so much, so they will naturally not let him down.

Old Man Ding took a sip of tea, and seeing that Rong Xun was so hot that he was only wearing a thin gauze, he asked, "It seems that you are very hot this month."

Rong Xun nodded and spread his hands.

As you can see, he was as hot as a steamed shrimp. Even though the room was full of ice cubes, his sweat still wet his collar.

The slender waist and the chest with clear texture are faintly visible under the gauze.

Old Man Ding couldn't bear to look at it, and then looked at his hair which was equally gray as his own, and could only sigh.

Rong Xun lazily leaned on the small stool on the kang and said, "Although Taoism and Buddhism are two different schools, they have many things in common. You can go to Yunfo Temple to live there. Perhaps the little prince is interested in Taoism?"

Old Man Ding pointed at Rong Xun and said, "Good boy, we Taoists can marry and have children, which is different from the pedantry of Buddhists."

The two looked at each other.

Old Man Ding stood up and said, "I'll go get ready now. I'll come see you later when I have time."

Rong Xun waved his hand, "Thank you, old master."

"No, just call me father and son. We look similar, both are white-haired old men. Don't call me old."

Looking at the back of old man Ding as he left in a graceful manner.

Rong Xun quickly found a bronze mirror, looked at his own white hair in the mirror and fell into deep thought.

It's just that my hair has turned white.

This face is still as pale as before...

Taking a deep breath, he smiled bitterly and threw the bronze mirror aside. This was how his life was anyway. What difference did it make whether he was young or old?

To him, Yun'er, Xiao Lusheng and others have successfully stood at the highest point. They have defied the will of heaven. Now they have both a son and a daughter, and nothing can threaten them anymore.

That's the most important thing.

Although the Yunfo Temple was outside the capital, Yu Shiqi would send pigeons back to the palace every day to report on the little prince's situation.

In addition to visiting Yao'er every day, what Su Yun looked forward to most was reading the letter sent by Yu Shiqi in the morning.

Spring goes and autumn comes, and three years have passed.

Yu Shiqi sent fewer and fewer letters via carrier pigeons, because Master Changkong and Old Man Ding took Chen'er on a journey around the world.

Today, Su Yun finally received a letter via carrier pigeon and saw that Yu Shiqi said that they went to the Northern Wilderness.

"Northern Desert, this place name sounds desolate." Su Yun muttered, and then she saw Yu Shiqi saying that the desert there was spectacular, and did not mention anything about hardship at all.

In the past, Yu Shiqi would always say, "The little prince is doing well and don't worry."

Now, she looked at the not-so-neat handwriting at the end, which read, "Your child Xiao Chen wishes his father, the emperor, and his mother, well."

Chen Er can write now...

Thinking of Chen'er, whom she had never met, Su Yun felt relieved and couldn't help crying. She really missed Chen'er.

When Chen'er was six months old, she went to Yunfo Temple to meet him. After that, Master Changkong and his companions took Chen'er on a journey.

"Mother."

A soft voice came from afar. Su Yun looked over and saw Qingning, Tang An and others following behind Yaoer. They were all very nervous, afraid that she would fall.

Su Yun hurriedly wiped her tears, stood up with a smile, opened her arms and waited for her to rush over.

"Mother, wuwu, father said he wants to beat little Ruirui, don't beat little Ruirui." The little girl cried.

He was choking and looked very sad.

Qingning and Tangan caught up.

Su Yun looked at the two of them, "Who is Xiao Ruirui?"

Qingning said: "When the little princess passed by Minghua Palace, she saw a tabby cat teasing a mouse. She chased the cat away and saved the mouse.

The princess named the mouse Xiao Ruirui.

Steward Tang was afraid that the mouse would hurt the little princess, so he found a cage to hold the mouse. Then the little princess sent the mouse to the Qinzheng Palace, saying that she wanted to show it to the emperor.

"Father, Father wants to beat little Ruirui, Mother, go and save little Ruirui..."

Looking at the little girl who was crying so sadly but didn't shed any tears, Su Yun caressed her little head lovingly, "Then let's go and take a look."

The little girl smiled as sweet as a flower and kept saying yes. She walked steadily and looked very cute.

The group went to the Qinzheng Hall.

On the way, Su Yun had already asked, Xiao Lusheng was discussing state affairs with the Left Prime Minister, so he played outside with Yaoer for a while.

Only when she saw the Left Prime Minister come out did she lead the child into the Qinzheng Hall.

The left prime minister bowed hastily, "Your humble servant greets Her Majesty the Queen and Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"Please stand up, sir." Su Yun nodded slightly.

Xiao Yaoer also imitated Su Yun, "Bottle body, bottle body."

That childish voice and appearance are really adorable.

The Left Prime Minister smiled, stepped aside, and let the Queen and the Princess in.

Xiao Lusheng was sitting in front of the dragon table at this moment, rubbing his temples with both hands, looking very distressed. Even Jian Shun beside him also had a worried look on his face.

When Su Yun came in, Jian Shun was about to bow, but she stopped him and asked quietly, "The Left Prime Minister has been in the Imperial Study for more than two hours today, right?"

Jian Shun nodded.

"Father..." Xiao Yao'er had already put her hands on her waist and walked towards the dragon table. "I'm here with my mother. Give me my little Ruirui, little Ruirui."

Xiao Lusheng then raised his eyes and saw Su Yun and Xiao Yaoer coming.

He stood up and picked up the little princess. "That's a mouse. It's very dirty and has a virus."

"I don't care. I want to beat up Xiao Ruirui." The little guy pouted and argued, "I want to beat up Xiao Ruirui."

Xiao Lusheng felt his eyes go dark. What's so fun about that gray mouse? So he coaxed, "Father will give you a better pet."

"No, Yao'er wants Xiao Ruirui to be beaten." She turned around and looked at Su Yun, with a look of grievance, "Mother, I want Xiao Ruirui to be beaten."

Su Yun walked over, and Xiao Lusheng embraced both mother and daughter in his arms, "Then let's go see Xiao Ruirui?"

Xiao Yaoer was instantly happy when she heard it.

She broke free, got out of Xiao Lusheng's arms, and asked Jian Shun, "Eunuch, where is Xiao Ruirui?"

Jian Shun looked at the emperor. The queen did not stop him. She just said, "I will take the princess to find Xiao Ruirui."