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

"Brother, you reviewed it very well."

After listening, Xiao Yao said sincerely, "My brother seems to be born to be an emperor."

Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, "Don't talk nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense," she looked at Xiao Chen, "My brother should know about the rumors between my father, mother, and Uncle Rong."

Xiao Chen didn't say anything.

Of course he knew, and he knew very well why he was taken away by Master Changkong when he was young and why he had to stay away for so many years.

Back then, Uncle Rong saved their mother, which enabled them and their brother and sister to be born safely.

Even later, Uncle Rong saved my father.

Their whole family owed Uncle Rong a debt of gratitude. During the years when he was an ascetic monk, he was also praying for Uncle Rong's blessing.

"Brother Emperor, from the day you returned to the capital, from the day you chose to live in the Imperial Observatory, we all breathed a sigh of relief. At least, at least you didn't follow Master Changkong to become a monk in the Yunfo Temple."

"Not only Father and Mother, but also Uncle Rong and even Master Ding, they are all pleased. After all, practicing Taoism - can also have a Taoist partner." Xiao Yao said very bluntly.

She didn't think that she could really deceive her brother by pretending to be sick.

Xiao Chen was pleased with her honesty.

Since the day his father and mother left Beijing, he knew that his heart of Taoism was not stable, and he began to miss his family.

Looking at Yao'er again, he seemed unable to resist her coquettish look, and then did things according to her wishes to make her happy.

Otherwise, he would not have gone to the island in the middle of the lake, nor would he have brought Xie Ying back to the Imperial Observatory.

"No need to say more." He said stubbornly.

Love in the world, love between men and women, at least he doesn't understand it now.

Xiao Yao said in a depressed tone, "Prince Chen's Mansion, my royal brother should go and have a look when he has time."

Xiao Chen nodded and said "hmm".

"Before my father and mother left, they repeatedly told me to arrange a marriage for my brother—"

"No!"

Xiao Chen reacted too quickly this time.

Xiao Yao said: "I will never blindly arrange a marriage for my brother, unless it is someone that my brother likes."

"My father, my mother, and myself all chose the people we liked, and the same goes for my brother."

Xiao Chen smiled. He had never thought about choosing a Taoist partner or getting married.

"Then wait a minute, my royal brother, remember to come for dinner." Xiao Yao stood up holding the memorial. Her father and mother had never asked her to arrange a marriage for her royal brother.

She was just saying it casually to add more pressure to her brother, so that he wouldn't really feel that he would have to stay in the Imperial Observatory for the rest of his life and not care about the family inheritance.

Xiao Yao also felt a little emotional while sighing.

In the past, she came to Uncle Rong with memorials to the emperor, and now she came to her brother the emperor with memorials to the emperor.

She - really didn't love power as much as she thought.

Until Xiao Yao left.

Xiao Chencai looked at the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone on the table and laughed. What on earth was he looking for in this life?

It was obvious that a Taoist companion was not what he had in mind.

As long as I live in the Imperial Observatory, my father, mother and sister will come back and visit me often.

"Cough-cough-"

Master Ding coughed outside the door. Xiao Chen stood up to greet him and said respectfully, "Master Ding."

Old Man Ding looked at Xiao Chen, then at the pens and ink on the table that had not yet been put away, and smiled calmly.

It seemed that Xiao Yao had already succeeded for the most part. He went straight to the kang and said, "Come and play chess with me."

"Yes."

One after another, after Old Man Ding sat on the kang, Xiao Chen brought over the chessboard and chess box.

The two of them sat cross-legged on the kang. Old Man Ding took the lead with the black pieces in his hand and asked, "Is the Emperor here to cheat you?"

Xiao Chen didn't expect Master Ding to be so direct, and he said "hmm" without any concealment.

"I'm not asking you what you think, but I'm worried about the future of Cang Yun Country—"

Old man Ding made another move and said in a calm tone.

Xiao Chen frowned and glanced at Old Man Ding, "Master, why do you say that?"

Old Man Ding laughed. "Speaking of which, the Emperor was not born to take on this important responsibility. It was because you left the capital when you were young that the Emperor had to make other plans and train her to be the crown prince."

Xiao Chen smiled slightly, this point was unquestionable.

Before he returned to Beijing, Yao'er had no title.

The emperor once said that he would give him three years to learn how to be a king, and then he would compete with Yao'er to see who is more suitable to be the crown prince, and that person would be named the crown prince.

It was precisely because his father treated them equally as brothers and sisters that he was moved by this pure family love.

It was not until he made it clear that he would move into the Imperial Observatory that his father named Yao'er the Crown Princess and then ascended the throne as emperor.

Everything, including his father, his mother, and Yao'er, every family member never treated him as an outsider.

Seeing Xiao Chen remained silent, Old Man Ding continued, "I shouldn't interfere in your sibling affairs, but if you have concerns in your heart and ignore them, it will be detrimental to your cultivation."

Just like Rong Xun, so what even if he is very skilled in Taoism?

It's still like being trapped in love for a lifetime.

"Hey, yo—" Old Man Ding suddenly exclaimed, "You are really good, I fell for your trick before I knew it."

Old Man Ding threw away the black piece in his hand and said, "No more."

He has mentioned all the things that he should have mentioned.

If he interferes any more, he will be going too far.

When Xiao Chen saw Old Man Ding stand up, he also quickly stood up to see him off.

Old Man Ding said, "It's not that your uncle Rong and I want you to get involved in the secular world, but if you can't get rid of the earthly ties, you will stop making progress even if you cultivate for a thousand years."

Smacking his lips, Old Man Ding continued, "Think about what your Master Changkong said to you, it does make sense."

Xiao Chen naturally did not forget the last words that Master Changkong said to him.

"All things are born from cause and effect, and are all determined by fate. We should follow the laws of nature." Old man Ding's ethereal and powerful voice came from outside the door, getting farther and farther away.

Tao follows nature and goes with the flow.

If one cannot break away from worldly ties, it will be useless even if one practices for a thousand years. Thinking through this day, Xiao Chen smiled knowingly.

Perhaps, he had thought it through a long time ago, which was why he listened to Xie Yunchu and went to the island in the middle of the lake to meet Xie Ying.

Xie Ying is a very pure and smart girl.

When he saw Xie Ying, he felt no emotion at all. So how could it be considered that their worldly ties were not over yet?

What's wrong?

----

Xiao Yao walked out of the Imperial Observatory. Tang An and Yi Rui came out of the shelter and quickly handed over a cloak, "Your Majesty, don't catch a cold."

It’s not that cold inside the Imperial Observatory.

But outside, in the dead of winter, even in the shelter, Tang An and Yi Rui still felt cold.

Therefore, we went back to Wende Hall to get a thicker sable cloak for the emperor.

"Did Yun Chu go to Yime Garden?" Xiao Yao asked as she walked towards Wende Hall.

Yi Rui said: "Your Majesty, yes."

"Then bring Chujiu here."

What to do on the ninth day of the first lunar month?

Tang An agreed, "I'll go find it."

Then he stopped and waited until Xiao Yao and Yi Rui walked away before he headed in the direction of Yime Garden.

After Tang An arrived at Yime Garden, he looked everywhere for Chujiu.

All I saw were the handsome young men in gorgeous brocade robes and the ladies from noble families in pink silk skirts getting along harmoniously with each other.

Some of them discussed poetry in the pavilion, some picked plum branches in the snow, and occasionally went to the mobile charcoal stoves carried by the palace servants to keep warm.

But I didn’t see the ninth day.