Marriage record after marrying the wrong person

Song Tan swallowed the porridge while listening to Hua Yi's words.

Hua Yi told Song Tan about his emperor's uncle. The emperor loved him very much since he was a child. No matter how big a mistake Hua Yi made or how much trouble he caused, his uncle still tried every means to find excuses for this. It's just a teenager's playful nature.

On the contrary, when it was his own sons' turn, he became very strict, stumbled at one point in reciting the article, and he would scold him a lot.Cheng Xuehong even asked Hua Yi unbalancedly when he was young: "Which one of us was born to my father?"

After listening to Song Tan, he also questioned from the bottom of his heart: "Which one of you two is biological?"

Hua Yi gently wiped off the porridge stains around Song Tan's mouth, and he smiled helplessly at him: "It's just that there is a difference between closeness and closeness, the more biological ones, the more high expectations are placed on them, besides, the emperor's son is the prince, and the minister A son can only be the son of a courtier."

Hua Yi said again: "My uncle's health is getting worse and worse, and the Kyushu family banquet has been cancelled..."

The candle flower flinched, and there was a moment of darkness in the room.

Song Tan's eyes widened, he understood what Hua Yi had omitted, and he asked cautiously: "So you chose to help Cheng Xuehong, why did you take such a risk, if you fail..."

"I didn't choose Cheng Xuehong," Hua Yi looked directly at Song Tan, and said seriously: "It was the emperor who chose Cheng Xuehong. All I did was to pave the way for the heir chosen by the emperor. His name is right and sound, and all people respect him."

"Then what does Ji Qingxian have to do with this matter?"

With complex emotions in Hua Yi's eyes, he said slowly: "He thought he was a mantis catching cicadas and orioles behind him, but behind the orioles there were also hawks waiting for an opportunity."

The supreme power can fascinate people's eyes, and Ji Qingxian is also unavoidably ambitious.

And Hua Yi is not a saint, he will be shackled by this superficial world of mortals. The information he has obtained is enough to make Ji Qingxian's gentle and dignified image collapse in his heart overnight. It took Hua Yi a long time to convince himself that he is a man with a heart He can't be trapped by personal feelings, he would rather forget a traitor who has deep affection for him.

Song Tan was infected by his emotions, and felt something stuck in his heart. His throat rolled, and he stretched out his hand to hug Hua Yi. "Although you have worked so hard, you are too stupid. No matter what you have to do, don't carry it alone. There are me and your son."

Hua Yi hugged Song Tan back, and they felt their own existence through the tight hug. Hua Yi stroked his dark hair and smiled slightly, without saying a word.

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They knew this day would come, but they didn't expect it to come so soon.

Just after the new year, there was another heavy snowfall, the sky and the earth turned white, the vast snow covered the splendor, and everything in the palace was silent.

Cheng Xue'an had already bribed the imperial physician by the emperor's side. He had fabricated the imperial decree and barged into the palace gate. Behind him were his elite soldiers, each with a torch in his hand. The smell of wax oil diffused, and tiny sparks The crackling sound was especially ear-piercing in this dead silence.

He looked morbidly at the palace where the emperor was, his brows tightened, and his figure trembled slightly.

Ji Qingxian watched him lose again and again, only said that the time had not come, and blamed him for being impatient. His wife also looked down on him, and said ironically that he was incompetent and everyone was pushing him.

He was forced to have no way out, he couldn't wait, in a short time he didn't expect Cheng Xuehong's every step would catch him off guard, even his father completely believed Cheng Xuehong, his internal response said that the emperor already had The idea of ​​wanting to exile him to a place of bitter cold.

Today, his father is hard to come back. He even knows that the imperial edict his father has drawn up is to pass on the throne to Cheng Xuehong. If he wants to rewrite his own destiny, he must fight for that position in the royal family.

He gestured to the elite soldiers behind him, and the elite soldiers immediately moved in an orderly manner, completely surrounding the palace from top to bottom.

The sound of chaotic footsteps was close to my ears for a while, and then disappeared like a tide. It was Hua Yi's people who had already prepared an ambush, guarding Washington and Song Tan.

A slight movement disturbed Song Tan's dream, Song Tan frowned, and gradually opened his eyes, Hua Yi was quickly putting on his clothes with his back to him.

Song Tan thought about it, and immediately woke up, "But something happened?"

Hua Yi whispered: "The palace has changed."

He turned around and leaned down, kissed Song Tan on the forehead, "Wait for me to come back," he took a deep look at Song Tan, just when Song Tan regretted and wanted to keep him, Hua Yi cut himself off He also wanted to stay, so he walked away.

Song Tan looked at his back, his drowsiness disappeared without a trace, his heart was fluctuating, and he didn't sleep for a long time.In the end, he still got up with a bang.

Huayi also summoned troops overnight, and dense troops blocked the streets and alleys. They had been waiting in full force for a long time. Some of them were his father's old troops, and some of them were given to him by the emperor.

Each of them was dressed in black, with handsome features and weapons in their hands. They called Hua Yi: Major General.

Hua Yi only said to them with a smile: "Tonight we will eradicate the rebel party, and the Qing emperor will make great contributions."

The firelight painted alternate shadows on his face, making him look like a ghost for a while, he smiled at the people beside him, "Uncle Duan, are you going to stop drinking today?"

After Duan Ruoming counted the number of people, he stood with his hands behind his back, "Even if you drink a lot, you, Uncle Duan, I can still clean up the villains for your father!"

They got on their horses, faced the hunting wind, and stepped on the thick snow, ready to welcome the change of dynasty in this country.

As they got closer and closer to the palace, the team led by Hua Yi and the others became less and less. This was the arrangement they had made early in the morning. Secretly disintegrated little by little and eliminated Cheng Xue'an's elite soldiers who initiated the palace change on the bright side.

The door was wide open, as if it was already preparing to welcome them.

Hua Yi gathered in Cheng Xuehong Palace, Hua Yi frowned and looked at the dimly lit place in the distance, "How long has Cheng Xue'an been here?"

Cheng Xuehong said in a deep voice, "It's almost two hours."

Hua Yi suddenly looked at Cheng Xuehong in astonishment. They clearly planned to capture Cheng Xue'an within an hour at most. It has been two hours, and Hua Yi even suspects that Cheng Xuehong deliberately delayed for an hour. Washington called someone to notify him.

Hua Yi said to Cheng Xuehong, "Then why don't you go in?"

As he said that, Hua Yi was about to go towards the palace, when suddenly his cuff was pulled, Cheng Xuehong avoided his gaze, shivered and said: "Cousin, wait a little longer, I promise you a first-class guardian!" The position of Duke..."

Hua Yi kicked him, and Cheng Xuehong fell into the snow, leaving deep and shallow marks. His body was covered with snow, which was a bit ridiculous. In front of everyone, Hua Yi did not leave any traces for him Save some face.

Cheng Xuehong wanted to get up, but Hua Yi stepped on his chest again, and pressed him into the snow. When he looked at him, it was as if he was looking at a ball of mud, "Cheng Xuehong, you fucking How shameless! What are you waiting for? Waiting for your father to be killed by your second brother? Are you going to be the emperor tomorrow?"

Cheng Xuehong struggled to move Hua Yi's leg, but he couldn't move it a bit.When he couldn't get air into his chest cavity and was about to suffocate, Hua Yi let go of him, and before he could catch his breath, he held up his collar and dragged Cheng Xuehong in the snow. Forward.

Most of the people guarding Chengxue'an in the palace had already been dealt with, the corpses became lower, and the sound of fighting lingered in his ears. He walked upright, stepping on red, red, white and white step by step, opened the door lightly, and let the After driving Cheng Xuehong, he threw Cheng Xuehong in.

Cheng Xuehong got up from the ground in embarrassment, he looked around nervously, but there was no one in the huge palace.

Hua Yi glanced at him, then walked in front of him, and went to the inner room.

Only three people were there, and they saw Cheng Xue'an, Ji Qingxian, and the emperor lying flat on the bed with his eyes closed, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

The arrow is on the string, and the atmosphere is perilous.

Ji Qingxian stared at Hua Yi, but Hua Yi didn't even want to look at him more, Ji Qingxian chuckled lightly, and looked away.

Cheng Xue'an also saw them. He was holding a roll of bright yellow imperial decree in his hand. He laughed maniacally and twisted. Kou, are you here to congratulate Second Brother?"

Cheng Xuehong's face was gloomy, "You commit the crime above, you are treasonous! You should be punished for this crime! Second brother, I'm here to see you off."

Cheng Xue'an seemed to have heard a big joke, he couldn't straighten his back from laughing, his laughter echoed in the palace for a long time.

The ugly laughter stopped abruptly, and he squinted his eyes and shouted, "Come here."

He shouted three times in a row, and then everything was quiet, and no one responded to him at all.

Cheng Xue'an turned his head to look at Ji Qingxian in shock, and Ji Qingxian frowned slightly, which was quite different from his plan, but fortunately, the overall situation remained the same, and he didn't say anything to Cheng Xue'an.

Cheng Xue'an asked him anxiously: "Sir, tell me something, where are you?"

Hua Yi clicked his tongue, and he interrupted him: "No one will come. Cheng Xue'an, you have lost from the beginning."

Cheng Xuehong didn't know why Hua Yi said that, he felt a fire in his heart, and looked at Hua Yi fixedly.

Hua Yi looked at Cheng Xue'an, and he told the whole thing that the emperor had arranged for him in a relaxed and casual manner.

"Uncle never thought of letting you inherit the throne from the beginning to the end. He asked me to find out all your details. Why do you think Cheng Xuehong can catch many of your secrets? Isn't it because uncle deliberately threw it on the surface? what?"

Now Cheng Xuehong was also dumbfounded, so his father knew about many of his tricks?

Hua Yi continued: "In this way, Cheng Xuehong can impeach you in different ways several times. He is pleading for the people, and the people all praise him. Also—don't you think it's too much for us to enter the palace tonight?" Did it go well?"

Cheng Xue'an's eyes were about to burst, he stroked the pillar beside him, and managed to stabilize his figure with difficulty.

Hua Yi actually felt that he was a bit pitiful, and a trace of guilt arose in his heart for no reason, but this guilt was really nothing to worry about.

He laughed and said, "Second cousin, your palace change is just part of my uncle's plan. Rebellious officials and thieves forced the palace, Cheng Xuehong resolutely escorted him, and he did his best to win the hearts of the people. Even if he is a wimp in office, the people will praise him from now on." Filial piety moves the heavens. And you, you will bear the name of a rebel all your life. In fact, uncle just wants Cheng Xuehong to be the emperor. You are just a move to pave the way for your third brother to be the emperor. It's just the road."

Cheng Xuehong's heart was turbulent. He never thought that he would be chosen by his father from the very beginning. His father watched his deliberation and knew his every step of the way. Every time he got along with his father, he was in awe... ...The sudden affirmation made him stumble.

A wave of desperation swept across Cheng Xue'an mightily, and the throbbing pain in his chest made him unable to stand any longer. He sat on the ground slumped, and glanced at the corner of Ji Qingxian's clothes. Crawling over like a straw, "Mr. Ji, Mr. Ji, what Hua Yi said is all false, right? I am also the child of my father, my father wouldn't treat me like this, right!"

Ji Qingxian looked disgusted, he hid for a while, and said to Cheng Xue'an with a fake smile, "What he said is true."

"And I've known for a long time that you are the emperor's abandoned son, and I'm just using you."

As Ji Qingxian said, he quickly took out a dagger from his bosom, a figure flickered, a wrist turned, and a stream of light flashed.

Before Cheng Xue'an could whimper and mourn, Ji Qingxian had already cut a deep gash in his throat, and blood spewed out from a light cough, and his joke-like life ended without pain or itching.

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Ruthless or the emperor is ruthless

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