Rebirth of Naihe Junwan

Second world.

When Yun Xi opened his eyes again, what he saw was a mass of darkness, and what he smelled was a faint smell of iron rust.He heard a woman shouting hoarsely, and a voice yelled: "Hold hard! The baby is coming out soon! Hard!"

He closed his eyes again, feeling absurd for a while.He opened his mouth, but cried out uncontrollably, is this his own voice?Yun Xi was a little dazed, isn't he dead?If he was reincarnated, how could he still carry the memories of his previous life?A pair of rough and warm hands held him in his arms. Yun Xi opened his eyes and saw a man with an ordinary face. The man's face was full of joy, and his fingers carefully touched the baby's delicate cheeks. He said to the woman lying on the bed: "Si'er, it's a boy, he looks so handsome!"

The woman also smiled, "What's so handsome about a newborn baby? You're just talking nonsense."

The man chuckled, handed the baby to the midwife, and moved to the side of the woman to talk with her.Yun Xi was carried into a quilt by the midwife, and wrapped in a thick quilt, Yun Xi fell asleep in a sleepy state.When he woke up, he was already in the woman's arms.The woman's face was delicate and her eyes were full of kindness. She kissed the baby's face, "Son, your name is Shi Yun, okay?" Yun Xi blinked and smiled brightly.

Shi Yun was born in a commoner's family, but he knew that his family was not like this before.That woman often hugged him when he was a child, saying I'm sorry, mother can't give you a better life.Their family used to be a family of merchants with small capital, but later got into trouble with the rich and powerful, and ended up bankrupt.

But Shi Yun didn't care, he was even poorer in his previous life, but in this life he is satisfied as long as he has enough food and warm clothes.His mother used to be a lady from a big family, and she could teach him how to read and write. Because their family couldn't afford a teacher, she sent him to a private school near their home. Every time he came home, he could see his mother waiting for him at the alley.Dad has been running around all the time, although he doesn't meet him many times, but every time he will touch his head lovingly and say he is so good.Every time I go home, my father will bring his souvenirs, food and play, although Yun Xi is not interested in those toys, but every time I see them, my heart is warm.

He thought that his whole life would pass like this, and when he grew up, he would open a shop, marry a wife and have children to live with his parents.Although such a life is ordinary, it is very fulfilling. He even has a little expectation, pure happiness, isn't it great?

But no one knew that the disaster would come so quickly. In the morning, my father still smiled and said that there was no business for the past few days to stay with him, and my mother also smiled and sent him to the private school.He kept looking at the green leaves outside the window, thinking about when class would be over, and finally class was over, he ran all the way home, his mood flew up like a bird, he opened his smile and wanted to talk to his mother, but at a corner I didn't see my mother everywhere, obviously my mother was waiting here every time.

He was puzzled and hurried home, did mother and father forget to pick him up when they were together?

Just running to the alley at home, a bloody smell came over my face, and the door was wide open.He stared blankly at the scene in front of him, and stumbled to the side of his father and mother. His face full of fear was stained with blood, and he closed their eyes with trembling hands.

why?He didn't have any wishful thinking this time, he just thought about living a good life.Is this also not possible?He couldn't help crying bitterly. He had suppressed it for many years in his previous life. He didn't cry. This life ended in tragedy. Grief and pain swept through his chest, and the coldness spread from the soles of his feet to his heart. A fishy sweetness surges up.

Suddenly a pair of hands caught his fainted body.

Shi Yun opened his eyes, staring blankly at the white curtain.He thought of the darkness he saw when he opened his eyes a few years ago, the woman's shouts he heard, and the man's joyful and overwhelmed embrace.How reassuring and innocent I was at that time, thinking that I could live my whole life in peace and stability.

"Are you better?" A voice came from beside my ear.

Shi Yun didn't answer.Nothing could be reflected in his eyes.

"I'm your father's old friend. He once asked me to take care of you if something happened."

Shi Yun's gaze moved, and he tilted his head to look at the speaker, a middle-aged man.His dry and chapped lips moved slightly and made a slight sound, but the man didn't hear, "What did you say?"

The man moved closer, bringing his ear to his mouth.

"...Why didn't you save him?!" The exhausted voice still sounded extremely weak, and the strong pain contained in it silenced the man.

"I didn't know this would happen," the man paused, "but I can't save him."

"……who is it?"

"what?"

Shi Yun opened his eyes sleepily, coughed again, "Who did these things, who killed my parents?"

The man looked at him, "You want revenge?"

Shi Yun didn't answer, there was no need to answer.The man obviously knew his answer too.

"The son of the Zhang family, Fengli Lang of Taichang Temple."

Shi Yun closed his eyes, the hatred in his heart grew like a blaze of flames, maybe this hatred is also the purpose of his life.But I heard the man say: "Since you want revenge, you might as well be my disciple. After I go, you will be the counselor of the third prince. If you do a good job, the prince will probably help you with this revenge." Bundle."

Shi Yun opened his eyes suddenly, "Third Prince?" His shocked eyes made the man startled too.

"What is the name of the third prince?"

"Third prince? His name is Liang Huaiyin."

"Hahahaha! It's still him!" Shi Yun laughed loudly, the tears in the corners of his eyes kept sliding down, his expression of mixed sorrow and joy appeared extremely ironic in the dim candlelight, and he couldn't restrain the sadness welling up in his heart. "I thought... I was reincarnated?"

It's ridiculous. I abandoned my previous life from birth, thinking I could start over.But it was another tragedy. In the end, I suddenly realized that I was actually still going around in the original world, and I couldn't escape my fate even if I went around in circles.

Shi Yun almost thought that he was just a big dream, and when he woke up, he was still the luthier waiting to die.

The man thought that Shi Yun was overly sad, so he didn't stay any longer.Shi Yun had been ill for a month, and he always thought of leaving like this in a drowsy state, but he was unwilling in his heart, Qiu hadn't hugged him yet, and the prince...he covered his eyes, it was really sad, but he still didn't forget it.

In the end, Shi Yun worshiped the man as his master. The man was a counselor in the third prince's house, but he was older. Shi Yun followed him to learn chess and military strategy.A person's chess moves can reveal a person's character, Shi Yunshen thinks that, his master's chess moves are always far-sighted, Shi Yun has also inherited this.

At this time, the Third Prince was still a prince, not very old, but just a boy.But the royal children are so precocious, Shi Yun can often see Liang Huaiyin's indifferent expression, Liang Huaiyin also often comes to see his master, it seems that Shi Yun's master is also a well-known counselor.Over time, Liang Huaiyin also became acquainted with Shi Yun, who was regarded as a successor by a man.

Shi Yun also played the piano in front of him, and Liang Huaiyin always listened, and then praised him without expressing much.Shi Yun was a little disappointed, and when he thought about it, he became confused again.Zhuang Sheng dreamed of a butterfly, but he didn't know if it was in a dream or not, but he didn't know it.

But looking at the person in front of him, Shi Yun could only smile wryly.God sees that he failed in love in his previous life, so give him one more chance?But he only felt complicated, perhaps because his thoughts were too deep, and covered with the shadow of hatred, he was unable to think about the remaining extravagant hopes.

Another year passed, and Shi Yun's master passed away. He knelt beside the coffin in white and burned papers silently, his lowered eyebrows and eyes looked a bit cold.Or after a long time, people's hearts become colder and colder.Shi Yun twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, unable to smile.

"Master, let's go."

At that time, the third prince had begun to take on the appearance of the previous third prince, and his cold eyebrows had gradually faded away, leaving behind a gentle, gentle and kind person, but Shi Yun knew that it was just a fake layer of skin.

But so what, who doesn't?Doesn't he have one himself?Shi Yun is no longer that kind-hearted luthier, and his gentle appearance is just a cover.