Chasing my wife every day [Rebirth]

On the thirteenth day of the second month, the Ruyang Palace was secluded for the fourth day.

The case of treason in the Ruyang Palace was entrusted to Dali Temple to investigate and deal with. The emperor was seriously ill and furious, and reopened the early court. Except for Ruyang King and the Shizi Concubine, all the servants were sold as prostitutes. The emperor personally decreed that Lu Sui should not enter Beijing.

For a while, the court was turbulent and terrified.

It was a bright and clear day, and the wind was breezy. Except for a few servants brought by Wen Tingyi who were exempted from the punishment, the rest of Wen Tingyi had to go and demote. In the blink of an eye, the formerly prosperous palace Depression.

The old prince's complexion is getting worse and worse these days, and he is groggy all the time. When he is awake, he analyzes the situation with Wen Tingyi, mostly listening to what Wen Tingyi said. speech.

To this day, as soon as Wen Tingyi entered the room, he saw that the old prince was already fully dressed, his black hair was neatly tied, and only the gray hair was visible on the temples.

With a straight back, a slender figure, and a black robe neatly arranged, the chilling aura that has been practiced in the battlefield for many years blows towards his face.

The old prince's spirit seemed to be very good, and he didn't feel sick in the past two days, but this was not good news for Wen Tingyi.

Most likely, back to the light...

After all, the old prince is unwilling to accompany Lu Sui to go on. He fights with God, but he can't fight to return Ah Sui's father.

The old prince seemed to be aware of his concerns, and told him to sit down. After a while, he opened his mouth and said: "My king's body is clear in my heart, and it takes a day or two to hang it with decoction. It's better to obey my king's orders." wish."

Wen Tingyi lowered his eyes, and nodded muffled after a while.

The battlefield has already exhausted the old prince's insides, and he has been suffering from illness for many years. If Lu Sui was not really afraid of dying, and Lu Sui himself could not cope with the royal dispute, how could the old prince have survived until now.

But now the king of Shu has already made a move, and the emperor has now completely set his sights on the palace.Once this turmoil is over, no one will be able to threaten his Sui'er anymore.

Of course he can leave with peace of mind.

The two looked at each other speechlessly, and it was the old prince who broke the silence first: "Let's go, and finally I will go to the ancestral hall with this king, and this king will personally pick up Yan'er and go home."

The two of them walked through the winding pavilion all the way. Normally, the courtyard was full of people coming and going, and the servants coming in and out were very lively. Now that it was empty, the old prince could take a good look at the palace where he had lived for most of his life. Such a beautiful appearance.

The previous years were wasted.

The concubine's spirit card was placed alone on the ancient sandalwood table, because it was not taken care of these days, and it was covered with a little dust.The old prince walked forward silently, picked up the spirit tablet and wiped it carefully, and smiled for a long time.

He didn't look back, still turned his back to Wen Tingyi, and couldn't help but sighed: "Sometimes this king always feels that you and Sui'er really resemble the king and princess back then."

"Ben Wang was young and energetic back then, and the smoke was very noisy. The whole city of Chang'an knew that the little girl of the Taifu's family didn't look like a doll at all. She was proficient in everything from climbing trees to catching birds and down rivers to fish shrimps, but she didn't know how to stay here. In the boudoir. The king was quite dissatisfied with her at that time, so he reluctantly married Yan'er as the princess, and since then he has been marching and fighting in the northwest."

He seemed to recall something funny, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"At that time, I was thinking in my heart that if I had been away for many years, no matter how delicate her temperament was, she would surely calm down. But when I entered the house, I found that the entire palace had changed."

The concubine's temperament can't be idle at all, and without the restraint of the prince in the mansion, she is even more happy, and has no worries at all.The old prince stayed in the northwest for two years, and several swings, a stage, and a flower room were newly built in the courtyard.

The concubine sat in the courtyard with her legs crossed and looked at the handsome young man on the stage. After hearing the sound, she glanced at the old prince unhurriedly, still watching the opera and eating melon seeds.

The old prince raised his brows coldly, which is out of style!

The concubine stared at him for a long time, but she didn't recognize which Tiehanhan it was, and Zhang Luojiading wanted to throw him out.

Thinking of the situation at that time, the old prince couldn't help laughing out loud. He glanced at Wen Tingyi in the blink of an eye and said, "Do you know what this king was thinking at that time? This king was so angry that he threatened to divorce his wife. The shrew palace cannot stay."

In the end, the princess was even more straightforward, and directly threw out a letter of divorce from her husband, poured the melon seeds on the plate at will, and said to him very righteously: "You still have the nerve to divorce me, I am obviously a tortoise. If you want to eat swan meat, you have to learn not Brother Peacock opened his tail, if you want to leave, hurry up."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the old prince and sat back again. The drama on stage started again, but the old prince was left alone and ignored.

During the two years when the old prince was away, the princess took the servants from all over the house to play and go outing together. Not only did the whole house be well-organized, but also unexpectedly won the hearts of the people.

"After that, I realized that Yan'er is really much cuter than other daughters."

If it hadn't been for Prince Dan's loss of power, the Prince Taifu's family was implicated, and Qidi was narrow-minded and refused to let go of Yan'er, how could Lu Sui lose his mother at a young age, and the old prince would not have been depressed all his life.

The old prince sighed softly, and slowly turned his head to look at Wen Tingyi, with gentle brows and eyes.

"Sui'er married you at that time. It was a situation set up by the king and the queen mother. It was my fault that I bound you for a long time." He paused, and then continued: "Thanks to Sui'er for being able to understand your infatuation, you and Sui'er In the future, we will support each other and guard the palace well."

Wen Tingyi lowered his eyebrows, but shook his head: "Father, you don't have to think so. It is my honor to be married to Your Highness."

He slowly got up from his seat and hugged the token of the princess tightly in his arms.When passing by Wen Tingyi's side, he stopped and patted him on the shoulder, sighing: "My good boy, the future depends on you."

"This king knows that you are guarding the last thing old Marquis Wen gave you. Since it was entrusted by your father on his deathbed, this king cannot force you."

Wen Tingyi's face froze slightly when he heard the words, as if he wondered how the old prince knew that his father had something important to delay before his death.

It's a pity that the old prince didn't continue talking, turned around and walked out of the room, and said as he walked, "It's just that if the situation is urgent in the future, I hope you can use it properly."

Wen Tingyi's doubts did not last long, because there were more difficult things waiting for him to deal with.

The old prince didn't show up until dinner time, Wen Tingyi went to call in person, the two doors were tightly closed, he opened the door and saw the old prince sitting on a chair, holding the princess's token in his hand cards, only tilted his head slightly.

Wen Tingyi's eyes dimmed, and he stood at the door for a long time before walking forward, breathed out, it was empty.

The old prince is dead.

After the death of the old prince, the emperor was probably worried that things might change, so he was in a hurry to bury the old prince. The Ministry of Rituals urged him again and again, but the gate of the palace was closed and no one was allowed to enter.

Wen Tingyi stood outside the door, his face covered with frost, looking coldly at the vicious visitor.

Now that the palace is already in jeopardy, the people in the Ministry of Rites naturally don't have to save face for the palace as usual, be aggressive, and directly ask Wen Tingyi's dignitaries.

"The emperor's decree is merciful, and now the traitor Lu Lin has been granted an exception to be buried in the imperial tomb. What are you dissatisfied with? Repeatedly obstructing the Ministry of Rites!"

Wen Tingyi sneered twice, and raised his eyebrows: "The emperor only said that the prince was imprisoned, but he didn't cut the prince's title, nor seized the military power of the prince. The prince has made great achievements in battle all his life, and now his bones are not cold. They are placed in the middle of the hall. Occupying an inch of land has the blood and sweat of the prince and the son, if you dare to act wild outside the palace, you have to weigh your own identity."

Wen Tingyi was so choked by the popularity of the Ministry of Rites that he didn't know what to do.

The emperor asked them to handle the matter. If they didn't bury the prince as soon as possible, how would they do the work?

Wen Tingyi slowly closed his eyes, unable to bear it any longer: "The son has not returned to the mansion yet, and he has not seen the prince for the last time, please forgive Heng Xiao for being so hard to obey."

According to the logic, His Highness should have rushed back by now.The prince tried his best to find a reason for him to go to Beijing in an upright manner, and no matter what, he wanted to call His Highness back from the northwest.

Once His Highness rebels in the northwest, everything will be unclear.At that time, what the world will say, what the kings will say, and Kangping's rebellion in the prosperous age will inevitably cause turmoil in all walks of life.

At that time, it is hard to tell whether Ruyang Palace is really justified.

Wen Tingyi was in a stalemate with the people in the Ministry of Rites like this, until a young boy hurried back, because he was so anxious that he almost fell off his horse.Immediately after getting off the horse, he passed the crowd and walked to Wen Tingyi.

"Concubine Shi Zi, Shi Zi is outside the city right now, Shi Zi is back, he is back!"

Only then did Wen Tingyi stretch his eyebrows and let out a sigh of relief, His Highness finally came back.

Now that His Highness has returned, it is natural to find a way to let His Highness enter Chang'an City.

Wen Tingyi smiled, ignored everyone, turned around and walked into the palace, and then closed the door tightly.

After an unknown amount of time, the gate of the palace slowly opened again.The faces of the people in the Ministry of Rites changed one after another, and they quickly backed away.

Wen Tingyi was dressed in white, his whole body seemed to be plain between heaven and earth. He wore a white scarf on his head, but behind him was a black coffin.

He stepped out of the mansion, looked at the people in front of him, and said coldly: "Everyone listens to the order, although this concubine goes to the gate of the city to welcome His Highness back to the mansion, without the order of this concubine, don't stop."

The few remaining strong men behind them all agreed.

On the streets of Chang'an, people slowly drove past.Wen Tingyi, with his long sleeves fluttering, walked at the forefront of the team without looking sideways.Pedestrians on the street saw them talking, but they all gave way to the middle of the street.

Everyone went unimpeded all the way and walked to the gate of Chang'an City smoothly.

There were numerous officers and soldiers around the city gate, and there were so many people who couldn't stop them, but Wen Tingyi knew that what they were stopping was his sweetheart.

Now, he and the old prince came to pick him up and went home.

There was too much movement on the street. After hearing the movement, these officers and soldiers all turned their heads to look at it, and were immediately stunned.

Because of their actions, Wen Tingyi finally saw clearly Lu Sui who was blocked by them at the door.

Lu Sui's figure is very embarrassing, because he has been running around non-stop for the past few days, he has no time to take care of himself, and even has small stubble.

He was already exhausted, but he didn't show some relief until he saw Wen Tingyi.Turning his eyes back, he saw the cold coffin behind Heng Xiao without any surprise.

It was very similar to that day when he led a cold coffin to bid farewell to his sweetheart and himself, but now Wen Tingyi took his father's body and took him home.

"Your Highness, I'm here to pick you up."

Wen Tingyi suddenly had a sore nose, his eyes were red, and he knelt down slowly in front of everyone: "Father..."

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In fact, this article is almost over. The first book has many shortcomings, and because I often say sorry to everyone in the middle.

I'm sorry everyone, it will never be like this in the future.

After the end, I should be able to write extra episodes. Is there anything you want to read.

(For example, after the ending, Persimmon and Wen Wen still want to see the big sword in their previous life in their shameful daily life, or even the one hundred questions of the soul or the benefits of the modern background. No one should watch the qaq big sword, right?)

If you have anything you want to see, you can put it in the comment area, or come to the group to play. If possible, I will post the first three chapters in the group in advance.

CP fans are really sweet, don't want to be sweet, woo woo darlings can look forward to it.