Your Heart, My Heart【Rebirth】

Your Heart, My Heart【Rebirth】

Author: stop glass

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Content tags: Gongdou Rebirth

Search keywords: Protagonist: Su Junxi, Gu Jiu┃Supporting role: Lu Cen┃Others: Qiangqiang

buried in flames

Every part of the splendid palace reveals a kind of exquisite nobility.

There were several coughing sounds from the layers of tents, and a weak magnetic voice came: Siqin, is there any news from the previous court now.

Outside the tent, there was a trace of resentment in the eyes of a handsome little attendant, but there was a smile on his face: "My lord, there is no news yet.

After coughing a few times, the voice continued: I will always know what the hell is going on

At this time, a handsome attendant stepped into the hall with a medicine bowl, Si Qin hurriedly opened the curtain, and followed the attendant into the hall.

What caught my eye was a man in a bright yellow shirt sitting on the bed with a book in his hand. Hearing the movement, he slowly raised his head. His face was as white as snow, but he couldn't stop it. That handsome face, a pair of slanted red phoenix eyes under a woman-like leaf eyebrow, the deep eyes are full of soul-stirring magnificence, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised to add to the provocative style, and the bloodless thin lips are lightly pursed, The upper hair is like silk and satin, which is randomly tied with a jade hairpin.The fingers holding the book are a little dry and thin, like a tree trunk that is almost withered, which makes people feel unbearable

The man had a bitter face: Hao Sihua, can you stop taking the medicine, I feel much better

Si Hua has a cold face: No

The man reluctantly took the medicine bowl: okay, okay, can I drink it?

At this time, an internal servant held the imperial decree high, with guards behind him, sneered: Empress, accept the decree

The man glanced at the waiter coldly, and they all felt a chill in an instant.busy lowering eyebrows

The man got up slowly: playing the piano, playing the painting, washing and changing clothes for Ben Gong.

Siqin, painting: yes

The man looked out of the window, and a hibiscus flower bloomed more vigorously outside the window. He was Su Junxi, the son of Duke Jing, the richest man in Damin, and the noble queen of Damin.And today I'm afraid everything will come to an end, that's all, he is also tired.He married into the royal family at the age of 22, married to him, and he was really tired after ten years of hard work.

At this time, a young man in an apricot-yellow brocade robe rushed over, and in Su Junxi's arms, he was choking: "Father queen, son minister is useless, you can't save father queen!"

Su Junxi felt a pain in his heart, squatted down, and gently stroked this 12-year-old boy. His exquisite eyebrows and eyes were very similar to the person in his heart, especially those obsidian-like eyes, which seemed to be full of tears when he smiled. The sky and the stars are extraordinarily beautiful.

He was in a daze: Xiao'er, the queen father is not here, you must protect yourself, and you must remember that only the strong can protect the person you want at this time

Gu Xiao's tears were pattering: Xiao'er remembered

Su Junxi wiped his tears: "If Xiao'er one day has someone he likes, and that person likes you too, then you have to remember to cherish it. Everything in this world is empty, only a sincere heart is the most precious in this world." of

Gu Xiao nodded hurriedly.Su Junxi got up and took his hand and stepped out of the room

Everyone looked at him, and the man in exquisite and fine clothes slowly walked out of the door, which caught everyone's eyes for a moment, which was amazing.Su Junxi stood on his knees slowly, lowering his eyebrows and eyes: The minister Su Junxi accepts the order

The servant hurriedly took out the imperial decree: in the 30th year of Damin, the queen Su Junxi killed the emperor's heir, lost her morality, and abolished her successor. She was imprisoned in Jingxin Garden at three o'clock in Shenshi, and she was not allowed to take half a step for life.

Su Junxi slowly took the imperial edict, slightly pursed his lips: "The minister accepts the edict."

Looking at the closed gate and the soldiers outside, Su Junxi sneered, with his hands behind his back, he raised his head and looked at the roof: Siqin, proceed according to the plan

Siqin, painting, eyes moist: Zunzhi

At noon, the palace, which symbolized the queen's noble status, was ablaze.In the raging fire, a tall and tall figure was vaguely seen.

Imperial study room

A man in a bright yellow dragon robe was sitting on a dragon chair with a pen in his hand. His frowning brows showed the man's displeasure. After a while, he dropped the pen and sat on the chair, revealing a delicate and handsome face , a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows, big peach blossom eyes, the obsidian-like eyes are particularly moving, and the red lips under the straight bridge of the nose are tightly pursed.Her skin, which was as white as snow, glowed with luster, like the finest jade.He is Damin's supreme emperor, Gu Jiu.

At this time, the attendant outside the door stepped forward slowly: "His Majesty, Mr. Liu came to reply to the order."

Gu Jiu froze: Tell him to wait

Attendant: obey

Gu Jiu gritted his teeth and clenched his fists: Looking at a simple and honest old man beside him: Zhang Dequan, pass on

At this time, an attendant ran in scrambling, "Your Majesty, the Yanqing Palace is on fire!"

Gu Jiu felt like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, he pushed away everyone and ran away.

The raging fire in Yanqing Palace continued, and the guards and father-in-law kept fighting the fire.But the fire is burning hotter and hotter

Gu Jiu stepped forward quickly, but was stopped by the crowd: "Your Majesty, it's dangerous!"

Gu Jiu looked around, flustered like a rabbit in his heart: Where is the queen, the queen is there, order him to come see me

The scorching flames made Su Junxi's whole body steaming, but there was a smile on his face, he looked out of the hall: Gu Jiu!I, Su Junxi, was born as the noble queen of this Damin, and I will also be the most honorable person of this Damin when I die

Gu Jiu listened to the thousands of miles of sound transmission, and gritted his teeth: Su Junxi, come out for me

Su Junxi smiled without saying a word, and slowly sang a ditty: Mountains have trees, trees have branches——, mountains have trees, trees have branches, the heart is pleasing to the king, and the king does not know——

Gu Jiu felt heartbroken. He was so frightened and flustered that he had never experienced that year when he seized the throne. He pushed away everyone and ran away, but saw the handsome man smile slowly, and he trembled suddenly. The empress laughed like that, at this moment, Gu Jiu's eyes widened, the eyeballs almost spilled out of their sockets, and the surroundings of the eyeballs were covered with bloodshot: No! ! ! ! ! !Jun Xi! ! !

In the raging fire, Su Junxi raised his sword, and the sword shadow flashed by. The man fell into the fire like a toppled jade mountain, and then the whole Yanqing Palace also collapsed.

In the 30th year of Damin, Empress Su Junxi was buried in a sea of ​​flames, with no bones left. In the same year, Emperor Gu Jiu was lingering on a sick bed.

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In a daze, Su Junxi only felt a sharp pain in his chest. He opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a handsome waiter in front of him, whose face was exactly the same as that of a piano master. Chess?

The attendant raised his head, his hands kept moving, and his face was clearly filled with joy: Young Master, you almost met Hades.

At this time, three attendants ran in from outside the door, and Su Junxi recognized them as his own personal servants - Siqin, Painting, and Secretary

The secretary had a baby face, and his big almond eyes were full of tears, and the teardrops fell like golden beans.Su Junxi's eyes widened instantly, and his hands trembled a little. It was the Secretary. Didn't the Secretary die to save himself? How could he be here? At this moment, Su Junxi looked around.

In a gorgeous bedroom, red flower balls are hung on all kinds of exquisite objects, and the big Chinese character "囍" is pasted on the window. Her body is covered with brocade quilts of Luanfeng and Ming, and she is also wearing a red wedding dress embroidered with golden phoenix. Jun Xi closed his eyes, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, he opened his eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice: What day is today?

Si Qin was slightly puzzled, and lowered her eyes: Today is the day when the new Emperor Damin and the Empress get married.

Su Junxi didn't know whether to cry or laugh, he went back to the past, back to the day when he married Gu Jiu at the age of 22.He felt the pain in his chest, and smiled bitterly. Gu Jiu was dissatisfied with himself, and mercilessly gave himself a sword on the wedding night, and never set foot in Yanqing Palace at night again.Thinking of this, he couldn't help shouting from the bottom of his heart: God, since you let me, Su Junxi, live again, why don't you come a few years sooner, and you are still the son of Duke Jing, not Damin's queen.

Su Junxi looked at Siqi: Siqi, bring Ningxianglu

Si Qin stomped his feet: Young Master, although Ning Xianglu can quickly heal wounds, you will have to endure great pain.

Siqi lowered his eyes and took out a porcelain bottle from the medicine box beside him, trembling, gritted his teeth: Young master, you are ready.

Su Junxi nodded, and in an instant, it felt like someone was slashing the wound with a dagger, feeling that every piece of skin was trembling, every inch of bone was smashed by someone, and then rubbed into the flesh and blood, Su Junxi Tightly biting the wooden stick that Si Hua brought over.Blood spilled from the crevices.He twitched uncontrollably, his complexion was as pale as white paper, and big beads of sweat dripped down like rain.

Su Junxi fainted several times, but was woken up again by the severe pain, the wooden sticks broke one after another.The pain lasted until the dawn broke through the clouds.

Su Junxi took out the wooden stick in his mouth tremblingly, as if he had been fished out of the water, he said weakly: "What time is it?"

The Secretary looked at the hourglass: It is already a quarter of an hour

Su Junxi drooped her eyes, her eyes turned cold: take a bath and change clothes

Siqin, Chess, Scripter, Painter: Yes

An hour later, Su Junxi had recovered, her eyebrows were picturesque, and her red lips were slightly parted: Today, I want to wear the most gorgeous clothes and the most expensive tiara

When Siqi and the others heard this, they all showed joy: "Obey, son!"

Everyone in the Yasukuni Mansion knows that their eldest son's favorite must be a lot of silver notes, golden ingots, and the most gorgeous and expensive things.

In a gorgeous palace, a few women are sitting by the side, with willow leaves and vermilion lips, wearing exquisite accessories, and the fragrance is astounding as they move.

And sitting in the first place was a man in a blue brocade robe. The clothes were made of high-quality ice-blue silk with elegant bamboo leaf patterns embroidered with snow-white piping, as if