The Rebirth of the Concubine

Yang Bingyi was already preparing to leave the palace and go back to the embassy to rest. Thinking that the painting tools had not been packed, he ordered the book boy to wait with him in the backyard.

Unexpectedly, Amber came to him and asked him to continue painting for the princess. He couldn't help being happy, and trotted back to the main room in the backyard with Amber.

He was dumbfounded when he could go in. Princess Duanyi was already wearing a golden armor, her black hair was tied up high, and she was wearing a red gold-patterned belt around her waist. She was dressed like a female general, shaking a paper fan with landscape paintings Yingying looked at herself, all the charming and charming expressions on her face were gone, and replaced with a heroic and heroic look that would not let the eyebrows be seen.

"Princess Duanyi, what's the reason?" Yang Bingyi asked without knowing why.

"Are you handsome? Today you are going to draw two pictures for me. This is the outfit for the first picture." Wei Muyin put away the folding fan with a snap, and stood firm in a heroic posture.

"Pretty... but... dressing up like this would lose her status as a princess, and it's really inappropriate for me to write down this time." Yang Bingyi's pedantic energy surged up again, persuading her.

Wei Muyin snorted coldly. He was very upset that this person dared to take care of him, but he remained calm on the surface, just standing still, waiting for Yang Bingyi to write.

Seeing that Princess Duanyi was indifferent, Yang Bingyi had to wash the brush again, took a deep breath, and began to smear on the rice paper.

Wei Muyin's painting this time was considered the happiest time for her. Thinking of Yuan Yue's expression when she saw this painting, she couldn't help but want to laugh out loud.

"Yuan Yue, Yuan Yue, you are unrestrained and domineering in the frontier barracks, and you have a beautiful maidservant by your side. You are so blessed, but I am like being imprisoned, in these four directions. Fang’s palace cannot be found.” Thinking of this, Wei Muyin felt a little unhappy.

Yuan Yue is now a woman disguised as a man, and the big servant girl will definitely know her identity. Originally, only herself, her, and those close to them knew about it, but now there is an extra insider for no reason.

Wei Muyin's heart was sour, sweet and bitter, not because of what he felt, could it be that Yuan Yue trusted that big maid so much, not only saved her in danger, but also punished the sergeant for her, the more Wei Muyin thought about it, the more annoyed he became, the joyful thoughts just now disappeared.

"Why so slow?" Wei Muyin asked in a bad tone.

"Xiaguan's painting is coming to an end. The princess has changed her attire, but her demeanor is still moving. Xiaguan can only paint one-tenth of the princess's alluring charm." Yang Bingyi said half flatteringly and half sincerely.

Wei Muyin stepped forward and saw that the self in the painting was so similar to the appearance when she saw Yuan Yue in her previous life, but at that time, Yuan Yue was dressed in a bride's wedding dress, with a red dress and a ferocious face.

"So you look like this when you are docile." Wei Muyin couldn't help reaching out and touching the face of the person in the painting.

Wei Muyin was fascinated by the look, and a strange idea popped up in his heart, if he and her had no deep hatred in the previous life and became a real husband and wife, what would it be like?

The image of herself and Yuan Yue raising eyebrows in the daytime, respecting each other as guests, and whispering on the pillow at night flashed through her mind, her face was a little hot, but she couldn't help but imagine it.

Moreover, she pretended to be a man in the previous life, so she must have a way to make the usually majestic female general linger under her body, and Wei Muyin's face turned even redder when he was in a cloud of madness.

Yang Bingyi looked at Princess Duanyi's bewildered appearance, and couldn't help wondering, who is she talking about?But he didn't dare to ask abruptly, he could only look at Princess Duanyi in a daze.

Wei Muyin was in a trance for a long time, and the tragic situation of her sister's previous life before her death flashed across her mind. It was like enlightenment, the hatred in the previous life must not be repeated in this life, and she was annoyed that she had mixed feelings for Yuan Yue and was moody.

"Do you still remember the appearance of Mr. Wei Mu? You can draw me a portrait of Mr. Wei Mu later." Wei Muyin said.

When Yang Bingyi heard this request, he was even more surprised. Because he painted portraits all the time, he could accurately grasp the characteristics of each person, but he really didn't want to paint the portrait of Mr. Wei Mu for Princess Duanyi.

"Bring it to me early tomorrow morning, wait for me for a while, and I'll change into my clothes." After Wei Muyin gave the last order, he drifted away, leaving only the stunned Yang Bingyi behind.

When Wei Muyin was preparing to paint, Yuan Hao left first. He was wandering around the palace at the moment. When he walked to the corner of the main room, he saw Wei Mushan striding towards the house. Yuan Hao stopped sideways and stood in the corner , looking at the movement of the main room with his head probed.

He frowned, Wei Mushan had come to the palace countless times, but the father never let Wangmei see him, and even the matter of Weimu's family was not allowed to talk to Wangmei about anyone in the palace .

Yuan Hao only knew that it was the remarks made by the Yaodao Sa Taoist priest at that time, which caused Wang Mei to cut off contact with Wei Mu's clan, but the father and king kept this secret, and there might be other hidden secrets.

After a while, Wei Mu Shanxi's voice of saluting and greeting came out. Yuan Hao planned to eavesdrop, but after this, the conversation between the two in the room could no longer be heard clearly.

Yuan Hao lowered his head and spread his hands, and came out from the corner resentfully. Just as he was about to leave, he heard his name being said inside. Yuan Hao was shocked, and returned to the original place again, erecting his ears to hear the truth.

"Yuan Hao's biological mother...lives alone in the Hexi Corridor, and what happened back then...hasn't been mentioned to anyone." Wei Mu Shanxi's voice fell into Yuan Hao's ears intermittently.

Yuan Hao seemed to have been given a slap in the face, his biological mother is still alive now?This made him overjoyed.

"You arranged Yuan Yue in the military camp near Liangzhou, and I know what your intentions are." Prince Deming's voice sounded helpless.

"I... obey the prince's arrangement." Wei Mu Shanxi's voice suddenly became lower, Yuan Hao.

"Forget it, then you will solve this trouble for me." Prince Deming said.

Yuan Hao stood in the corner in a daze, only feeling dizzy for a while, the birth mother was the trouble of the father, the solution could only be to kill people to silence them.

The world was surprisingly quiet all of a sudden, Yuan Hao could really hear the sound of his heartbeat, thump, thump, as if he wanted to smash the bones in his chest.

"Contact Yuan Yue, act first to protect mother." Yuan Hao was so intelligent that he became sober in an instant, with an idea in his mind, and quietly left the corner of the main room.

Wei Mushan happily went out from the palace, with a proud expression on his face, he walked a few steps, then turned around and stared blankly at the closed gate of the palace, at this moment the setting sun was setting, and the glazed tiles reflected the light, he felt that it was shining brightly, and he could not help but narrow his eyes slightly .

"A mere woman actually made the prince hesitate and worry about half his life." Wei Mu Shanxi said to himself.

The figure of Yuan Hao Yushu Linfeng flashed in his mind, and he felt grateful that the son is the best candidate to revitalize Xixia and establish the monarchy, but Prince Deming is in his prime, and it is impossible to abdicate the throne to the son.