The Rebirth of the Concubine

"Aiyo...Aiyo." Ning Ling's mournful wailing came from the bedroom of the East Palace. Yuan Hao frowned, feeling uncomfortable. It's been a few days, and Ning Ling still hurt a lot because of this little thing. Yelling, it's really not like his own son. He has been injured countless times on the battlefield. When has he been so useless?

Seeing Yuan Hao's bad face, the eunuchs standing in a group immediately wanted to defend the prince, but before he could speak, Yuan Hao waved his hand to stop him.

"The emperor is here." A sharp voice pierced the sky. Although the voice was not loud, it was extremely penetrating, as if it could be heard in every corner of the palace.

Ning Ling shuddered in the bedroom, and hurriedly looked at Zhui'er, who made a soothing gesture and told him not to be nervous.

"My son... my son has seen the father." Before Yuan Hao reached the bedroom, Ning Ling rolled down from the couch and knelt down to salute Yuan Hao.

"Pingshen, my son has been wronged." Seeing Ning Ling's injury, Yuan Hao's original dissatisfaction disappeared, and he said with a fatherly smile, and then pushed back the left and right guards and eunuchs, leaving only him in the room. The three of them.

When Ning Ling heard that his father cared about him, his heart warmed up, and he stretched out his hand to help Zhui'er up.

Just such a movement of getting up, Yuan Hao shifted his eyes from Ning Ling to Zhui Er, looked her up and down, and the smile on his face gradually froze. He had never paid attention to the little girl in front of him before. At first glance, his appearance was somewhat similar to that of Wei Muyin. Yuan Hao felt sad when he thought of his sister who was far away in Liangzhou.

"What's your name?" Yuan Hao asked, pointing at Zhui'er.

"Her name is Zhui'er." Ning Ling answered first.

Yuan Hao frowned, he could intuitively feel that Ning Ling loved this Zhuier very much, just as the servants said, the two of them were really inseparable.

"Zheer?" Yuan Hao repeated, the little girl in front of him blinked her big eyes, as if he saw Wei Muyin's appearance as a girl, Yuan Hao suddenly thought of his sister, and couldn't help resenting Yuan Yue in his heart, if it wasn't for She, her own sister, would not suffer in Liangzhou.

"You look like a person." Yuan Hao continued.

When Zhui'er heard Yuan Hao say this, her mind moved, worrying that she couldn't find an excuse, so she led the conversation to the eldest princess, but she didn't expect Yuan Hao to say that.

"Like the eldest princess?" Zhui'er blinked and asked.

Yuan Hao nodded, and stared at her carefully for a while, feeling a little envious of his son, having such a beautiful woman by his side every day, unlike himself, who obviously had Wei Muhe, the queen in name, but Fight against yourself everywhere.

"I'm missing Aunt Huang, when can she go back to the palace to play with me." Seeing that his father was silent, Ning Ling muttered boldly.

"She made a mistake and can't go back to the palace." Yuan Hao didn't get angry after hearing this, but replied in a good voice.

"There are rumors in the palace that it was Yuan Yue who made a mistake, cheated and disobeyed the emperor, why did she drive Aunt Huang out of the palace, and it should be that Yuan Yue who wants to leave." Ning Ling said angrily, as if innocent.

After Yuan Hao heard his son's words, he couldn't help but feel even more uncomfortable. He regretted that he drove Wei Muyin away and left Yuan Yue who was not obedient at all.

"If you exchange Zhui'er for Aunt Huang, would you be willing?" Yuan Hao asked intentionally.

Ning Ling remembered that his father loved beautiful women by nature, and Zhui'er was born with beauty, at this moment he suddenly understood what his father was thinking, and immediately shook his head and refused.

Yuan Hao snorted coldly, feeling bored.

"Slave is willing." Seeing the two fathers and sons talking here, Zhui'er knelt down and said without thinking about it.

Yuan Hao had no selfish intentions at first, but was lured out by Zhui Er, and looked at Ning Ling with interest, to see if his son had the courage to give up a mere maid willingly.

After all, Ning Ling was still a child, and his beloved was missed by his father, how could he think about helping Wei Muyin return to the palace, shaking his head like a peddler, afraid that his father would agree with Zhui Er's statement.

"My servant hopes that the emperor can reunite with the eldest princess." Zhui'er said more firmly, she understood Ning Ling's feelings for her in her heart, the more stubborn she was, the less Ning Ling would agree, so there would be rift between father and son.

"Enough!" Ning Ling said so confidently that even Yuan Hao was taken aback by him.

Ning Ling completely ignored his injuries, jumped from the couch and knelt down on the ground, and said: "I don't understand my father, the queen and Ye Lishuang lived in the cold palace before, and now the emperor's aunt's son-in-law is imprisoned. There are still so many women thinking about the father every day, how many beauties in this world does the father need?"

After hearing this, Yuan Hao gasped, this was not what the usually cautious Ning Ling said, he squinted at Zhui'er, and found that there was nothing unusual about this goddess' expression.

"How did your leg hurt?" Yuan Hao asked suddenly?

Ning Ling was taken aback, and instinctively looked at Zhui'er.

"It seems that you jumped down by yourself and broke your leg on purpose, right? Are you dissatisfied with your father who forcibly occupied your aunt, or do you want to win sympathy and let your aunt come back?" Yuan Hao walked forward after finishing speaking. , grabbed Ning Ling by the collar, lifted him up, and threw him onto the bed.

"As long as the father can call the emperor's aunt back to the palace, even if the son is killed, the son will not say a word." Ning Ling's eyes are extremely firm at this moment. He knows that as long as the father agrees, Zhui'er will be very happy. He's happy, he's worth everything he does.

"What if I don't agree to you?" Yuan Hao finally felt that his son was still a bit bloody.

When the two were confronting each other, Zhui'er, who was standing aside, had already quietly moved to the foot of the table, and took out a short knife from under the table. She swallowed, and trembled uncontrollably while holding the knife, but her heart And very decisive, this blow will definitely kill Yuan Hao and avenge the parting of the eldest princess and the son-in-law.

Seeing that the two were still motionless, Zhui'er gripped the handle of the knife vigorously, then rushed to Yuan Hao's back in a few steps, raised her hand and thrust the knife horizontally into Yuan Hao's waist with all her might.

"Then you will die!" Zhui'er took a bite, only to realize that she was too nervous to bite her lip.

Yuan Hao felt that his eyes were turning black, and his waist hurt like it was on fire. He stretched out his hand to touch it, and his hand was covered with blood. A dagger was firmly stuck in his waist, leaving only the hilt of the knife. He turned his head and saw the spine The son stared at him viciously, his eyes filled with hatred and anger.

"Come help me!" Yuan Hao's legs were weak, he couldn't stand upright, and fell to the ground, he opened his mouth and shouted with the last bit of strength, but now the door is closed, and the guards outside can't hear his call for help.

"Zhe'er...you!" Ning Ling never expected that Zhui'er would assassinate his father. He will be executed immediately, and he will not escape his life.

With a sly smile, Zhui'er walked directly to Yuan Hao's side, put her foot on his waist, and pulled the knife out of his body suddenly, and then was about to stab him in the back of the heart to kill him.

Yuan Hao is worthy of being a person who fights on the battlefield. Although the foot in the waist is bleeding, he still turns to one side and avoids Zhui Er's knife. Then he reaches out and grabs Zhui Er's calf and pulls her to the ground. Yuan Hao Enduring the severe pain, he stood up reluctantly, supported the wound on his waist, and wanted to walk towards the door.

"Prince, if he dies, you will be the emperor." Zhui'er yelled at Ning Ling, then ran a few steps towards the tall and burly Yuan Hao, and stabbed him in the back again.

Yuan Hao was stabbed twice in a row, and the bleeding had already made him unconscious. He stretched out his hand and leaned towards the door with his last strength, but the spine behind him didn't give him a chance to struggle at all, so he tore off a piece of tablecloth and stuffed it into Yuan Hao In Hao's mouth, he found some lengths of hemp rope and tied Yuan Hao tightly.

"You are the crime of regicide!" Ning Ling finally woke up from his trance, walked to Zhui'er with his legs turned, looked at the father who was being helped, and couldn't bear it, but remembered that if the man in front of him died, the world would be destroyed. It's me, no one can take away Zhuier, and he is surprisingly calm.

Zhui'er wiped the blood on her hands, looked at Yuan Hao who was dying, and felt extremely happy. The thing she promised the eldest princess was finally fulfilled.

"What should we do next? Have you ever thought that if you kill him, you will also die?" Ning Ling just finished asking, when he saw his father looking at him with wide eyes, he was frightened He took a few steps back, exhaled continuously through his nose, and dared not look any further.

Zhui'er kicked Yuan Hao fiercely, looking at the dagger still stuck in his back, she felt very happy in her heart. It turned out that this seemingly tall and stalwart man was also so weak at times. I thought it would be worse than reaching the sky. The difficult thing was done by her like this.

"So what? I'm not afraid of death, let's see what your father's last words are?" Zhui'er sneered, and removed the rag from Yuan Hao's mouth.

"Son, save me." Yuan Hao opened his mouth and shouted extremely weakly.

"Go and call Yuan Yue, she must have a solution." Zhui'er turned her head to look at Ning Ling who was already frightened, worried that he would really call the guards, and said hastily.