Chongxi [rebirth]

"Master, Master."

Ji Lian tiptoed into the room from the window, and hurriedly said, "I have dismissed the guards at the side door, and I will try to drag the people outside. You should run away as far as you can." .” It’s best not to come back and stay away from this man-eating mansion.

"I can't escape." Ye Yunting sat upright in the inner room, brushing his fingers over the red dress with exquisite and complicated embroidery patterns, and raised his eyes to look at the anxious book boy.

"The guards you dismissed were just people on the outside,"

Ye Yunting got up, pushed open the closed window sash, and slowly tapped the old trees with thick branches and lush branches with his fingers from east to west: "Here, here, and here, there are hidden guards with strong martial arts. Before I can step through the side door, they will have me down."

His eyes were calm, and deep in his dark pupils was a bit of helplessness and resignation to the status quo: "When the time comes, I will still be forced to marry into Yong'an Palace, and you..." will have your legs broken, and you will be taken as a hostage from now on. Shut up in the Duke's Mansion without seeing the light of day.

Ye Yunting turned his gaze to Ji Lian, paused, didn't finish what he had to say, just smiled and pulled him aside to sit down, grabbed a handful of wedding candies from the table and stuffed them into his arms, and said in a low voice: "Left and right can't escape, why bother to waste effort and make you suffer."

Holding the wedding candy, Ji Lian stared blankly at him, and murmured: "Master, why do I feel that you are a little different from before?"

He looked at the young master who was resigned to his fate, a few traces of worry appeared on his fair and round face.

When he learned that he was going to be sent to Yong'an Palace for the celebration three days ago, the young master also ordered him to secretly check the guards in the mansion and said that on the day of the wedding, when the guards were relaxed, he would escape the mansion with him.From then on, the sea is broad and the sky is high, unrestrained.

Why did you change your mind now?

"It's right that it's different..." Ye Yunting sat down beside him, casually took a sip of the cool tea, with a calm face.

After all, anyone who dies once and comes back to life will be different from before.

Three days ago, he learned from his father that Si Tiantai calculated that his birth date coincided with that of King Yong'an. The Holy Majesty was worried about King Yong'an's illness, so he made an exception and made him Princess Yong'an.

In Beizhao, the prestige of King Yong'an is known to everyone.

He joined the army at the age of 13, and became famous in one fell swoop by beheading the general of Xihuang at the age of 16. In the following ten years, he went through countless battles, big and small, without losing a single one.Even the most fierce and vengeful Xihuang soldiers would tremble twice when they saw the black flag of the Xuanjia Army of King Yong'an.

However, just a month ago, King Yong'an was poisoned and plotted against, his tendons were destroyed, and his life was in danger. It is said that the medical officers of the entire Imperial Medical Office took turns to fight, and no one could cure the strange poison in King Yong'an's body.

Today's sage and King Yong'an grew up together since childhood. They have a very deep relationship and love brothers. Because they are worried about King Yong'an's illness, they can't sleep at night. Crisis.

And he is the "noble man" chosen by Si Tiantai out of thousands of choices.

The teacup was placed on the table, and there was a crisp sound, Ye Yunting stroked his sleeves, and there was a bit of sarcasm on his slightly curved lips.

At that time, he was still young, and he only thought that his fate was what he deserved. It wasn't until later when he entered the palace and saw the unpredictable people's hearts that he realized that there is no fate that should be like this.

Both he and King Yong'an blocked the way of others.

It's a pity that his life wasn't hard enough, after nearly a year in the palace, he went to Huangquan early because he drank the poisonous soup by mistake.On the contrary, King Yong'an, who has been bedridden and is said to be dying, appeared before his bed when he was dying, saying that he was implicated by him, and asked him if he had any unfulfilled wishes, and he could try his best to fulfill them for him.

He was alone at the time, and his only concern was Ji Lian who was held hostage in the Duke's Mansion, so he asked King Yong'an to take care of Ji Lian for him...

Ye Yunting withdrew his drifting thoughts, looked at Ji Lian, who had healthy legs and was plump and round, with a somewhat cheerful expression.

After all, God treated him kindly, although he still couldn't get rid of the fate of giving Wang Chongxi to Yong'an Wang Chongxi once again, but this time, he could at least leave with Ji Lian.

Reaching out to pinch Ji Lian's face, Ye Yunting said with a smile: "Eat more later, when we go to the palace, we won't have anything to eat."

Ji Lian had a piece of wedding candy in his mouth, his cheeks puffed up, and he muttered indistinctly: "Is it possible that the food in the Wangfu is worse than that in the Duke's Mansion?"

He wrinkled his fat face very worried, their food in the Duke's Mansion was bad enough, if the Prince's Mansion was even worse, how would people live?

Ye Yunting saw that he was worried about his future livelihood with a gloomy face, tapped his forehead lightly with his fingers, suppressed his smile and said, "I won't starve you. The time has come, go out."

Before dawn, the entire Yong'an Palace was heavily guarded and the atmosphere was solemn.

Only the corner of the southwestern courtyard is covered in red and colorful, and festive red lanterns are hung all over the treetops under the eaves, which just conjures up a bit of untimely joy.

The welcoming team lined up in several rows and waited quietly in the courtyard. Xi Po, who was wearing a big red gown, stood at the head of the line, her anxious eyes glanced at the closed door from time to time, and her deep sigh was set off by the silence of the whole courtyard, which made her feel very special. unexpected.

Today's marriage is destined not to be happy.

Xi Po was worrying about what to do if the eldest son refused to cooperate for a while, when she heard a light creak, the tightly closed door of the main room was pushed open.

She followed the prestige, and saw a tall and tall figure stepping out. Layers of big red clothes brushed across the high threshold, lighting up the entire yard like a red cloud.

Xuanxuan is like the morning glow, and it is like a willow in the spring moon.

Nothing more than that.

In the past, she only heard people say that the eldest son of Qi Guogong's mansion is tall and tall, like a Yaolin Qiongshu.Although for some reason she seldom shows up in front of people, but every time she shows up, the ladies of the aristocratic family always look forward to them with a smile.

Just relying on this handsome skin, the threshold of Duke Qi's mansion was almost leveled by the matchmakers, but until the eldest son was about to lose his crown, the marriage was not settled.It was even more unthinkable that after this delay, Si Tiantai selected him to be sent to the dying Yongan Wang Chongxi.

Although it is nominally Princess Yong'an who was bestowed by the Holy Majesty himself, in the past dynasties, how can there be any reason for a man to marry?Not to mention the strange poison in King Yong'an's body, I'm afraid he won't have a good life for a few days.

This Eldest Young Master's fate is likely to be exhausted.

Xi Po sighed, a lot of thoughts turned in her mind, and she quickly suppressed them again, and greeted her with a strange and polite smile on her face covered with heavy makeup: "Is the princess ready?"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but sized Ye Yunting up, his eyes implied surprise.Suddenly thought of something, and hurried into the room to search again, found the fallen red hijab and came out: "This day of great joy, don't forget the hijab." She was about to tiptoe to cover Ye Yunting with the red hijab as she muttered .

Ye Yunting took a step back to avoid it, raised his hand to hold her wrist, and said in a gentle but tough tone: "I'm a man, so I just need to cover my head."

Xi Po hesitated: "According to the rules..."

Ye Yunting smiled slightly: "Rules are dead, but people are alive." He paused, and then pointed out: "Everyone is just walking with me today, why bother to delay the main business because of such an unimportant matter. .”

Xi Po looked at him, and thought that this eldest son's temperament was different from what he imagined.She was originally afraid that Ye Yunting would cause trouble on the way to welcome the bride, but now seeing that he just refused to cover his head, but the others cooperated, so she didn't dare to push too hard, so she put away the cover, and said with a smile: "Then according to the princess the meaning of."

After finishing speaking, he twisted his body and said to the welcoming team: "Open the way—"

Immediately, there was a sound of joy and the sound of gongs and drums.

Ye Yunting was wearing a bright red wedding dress, protected by Ji Lian and Xi Po, one left and one right, and walked outside the mansion.

When he stepped through the gate of the courtyard, he looked back at the courtyard that was still unspeakably bleak despite the festivities, his eyes were filled with emotion, and soon returned to calm.

At the gate of the Duke's Mansion, Qi Guogong Ye Zhili and his wife Yin Hongye led the servants in the mansion to wait to see off their relatives.

Although Ye Yunting is the concubine of Yong'an personally appointed by the Holy Majesty, there has never been a precedent for a man to marry, and no one knows the reasons behind this marriage better than Ye Zhili.What the Holy Majesty looks at is not the process, but the result.As long as someone enters Yong'an Palace and becomes Yong'an Princess, no one will care about the process.

He simply didn't even do superficial efforts.

Seeing Ye Yunting come out, Ye Zhili stepped forward with complicated eyes, and said earnestly, "Prince Yong'an is a great hero of my Beizhao. You are here to congratulate the prince. You must be sincere and don't have any resentment."

Ye Yunting lowered his eyes and nodded: "Yes."

Probably because his posture was too obedient, Ye Zhili's fatherly heart was suddenly touched, and he couldn't help but stepped forward to pat him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "I've been sorry for my father all these years... "

He said, as if he really entered the drama, he couldn't help holding Ye Yunting's hand, and said earnestly: "If... if there is an emergency in the future, Duke Qi's mansion will still be your home."

Although everyone, including Ye Yunting, knew that his life with King Yong'an was tied together.

King Yong'an died, and so did he.

"Father made a slip of the tongue." Ye Yunting looked at his father with calm eyes, neither sad nor happy: "I stepped out of this threshold today, and whether I live or die in the future has nothing to do with the Duke of Qi."

He paused, drew his hand out and hung it by his side, and said softly: "The grace of birth and nurturing will be repaid today."

The complex emotions on Ye Zhili's face froze, and he looked at him in disbelief, his tall body swaying slightly,

Yin Hongye, who was standing quietly by the side, held his arm in Xuxu, glanced at Ye Yunting contemptuously, and said with a sneer: "It is said that the married daughter poured water, our young master has not yet married, and he can't wait to throw it away. Do you treat yourself as the water you poured out?"

"It's getting late, let's go." Ye Yunting didn't seem to hear her ridicule, lifted the hem of his clothes, and got on the sedan chair by himself.

Yin Hongye's complexion darkened, and she looked at Ye Zhili with a stiff expression: "Master, take a look, it's a good thing you were tossing and worrying all night last night, but he couldn't wait."

Ye Zhili looked at the sedan chair, his eyes flickered, and after a while he waved his hand: "That's all."

Ye Yunting sat in the sedan chair, heard the stagnant sound of gongs and drums outside again, and closed his eyes tiredly.

The future is unpredictable, and life and death are unknown.

But he always had to give it a try and find a way out.

After the welcoming team left Duke Qi's mansion, they went to Prince Yong'an's mansion.

According to the custom of marrying in Beizhao, the procession to welcome the bride had to go around the upper capital in order to show grandeur.

The more noble and noble the family, the bigger the wedding party. From dawn to night, the gongs and drums will be noisy, and when the auspicious time comes, they will start to parade around the city with gongs and drums.There will also be a special wedding lady in the team who will give money and candies to the people watching the ceremony. The people watching the ceremony can get a letter of money or a few pieces of wedding candy just by saying an auspicious word.

Therefore, whenever a high-ranking family married a woman, the long street in Shangjing would always be surrounded by water.Even if you can't get happy money and candy, it's good to be able to get some happiness from a wealthy family.

But today, the marriage between Prince Yong'an's Mansion and Duke Qi's Mansion started quietly.

The sky is about to light up, and the vendors on both sides of the long street will set up their stalls, sleepily preparing to start their day's work, when they see a procession of welcoming relatives passing through the main street.Looking at the sedan chair carried by the eight people, it is clearly only used by rich and noble families who marry daughters.The sound of gongs and drums was also deafening, but the whole team couldn't see any joy. Everyone looked dignified and hurried. It didn't look like a wedding, but like a hot potato sitting on the sedan chair. Anxious to send people to places.

The passers-by stopped and whispered after seeing this, talking about which young lady got married.

Someone heard the wind and lowered his voice to explain to those who didn't know: "What kind of lady is it? This sedan chair is the eldest young master of Duke Qi's mansion, the one who gave Yongan Wang Chongxi."

Everyone was shocked when they heard the words, and then suddenly realized.

No wonder.

It turned out to be for Yongan Wang Chongxi.

King Yong'an was poisoned and plotted against, and has been seriously ill for more than a month.It is impossible to cover up such a big matter, and it has long been known to the streets and alleys.Today, the Holy Majesty and King Yong'an are in the same brotherhood. I heard that because he was worried about King Yong'an's illness, he even went to the Izumo Temple outside the city many times, praying to the gods and Buddhas to bless King Yong'an through this catastrophe with the body of a real dragon.

Later, it was Si Tiantai who watched the stars at night, saying that King Yong'an's main star was dim, and he needed a nobleman whose fate was complementary to his to help him get through this calamity safely.

So the sage gave an order to choose thousands of people, and finally found a nobleman who matched the fate of King Yong'an.

It is the eldest son of the Duke of Qi's mansion.

To say that this eldest son has some reputation in Shangjing, at his age, ordinary sons of aristocratic families will either step into the official career, or run rampant in Shangjing. In short, no matter good or bad, they can always be seen.But this eldest son seldom shows up in front of people, and he is a bit more noble than Miss Jiao who was raised in a deep boudoir.However, in the very few appearances he made, he was said to be miraculous because of his outstanding appearance.It attracted many ladies and delicate customers to worry about, and even sent a matchmaker to come to discuss marriage.

Today it was rare to see the rumored immortal figure, and the people on the side of the road stretched their necks to look at the sedan chair, wanting to see the real face.It's a pity that the car curtain is so thick that you can't even see a trace.

The onlookers couldn't see anyone, shook their heads in disappointment, sighed for a while and then dispersed.

At this time, Ye Yunting, who was sitting in the sedan chair, had already been sent to Yong'an Palace.

This marriage started out absurdly, and even the process was extremely perfunctory.

Because of the poisoning of King Yong'an, the sage Longyan was furious, and severely punished a group of servants who served King Yong'an. Now the servants of the palace are dead and scattered, and only the remaining servants who were not affected are also Every wind is so jittery that I can't wait to walk on tiptoe even when I walk.

Therefore, when Ye Yunting was sent in, the only thing that greeted him was the empty palace, not even anyone who could breathe.

Xi Po, who came in with him, probably didn't expect that there was no one in the big palace. She looked around in embarrassment, and then said dryly: "Wangfei, wait a minute, maybe the people in the palace don't know we're here. Call someone to pass it on."

Ye Yunting is not surprised, after all, he has already experienced this scene in his last life, and he already has experience.

He stood there calmly and said, "Just wait."

In the last life, the emperor sent Cui Xi, the chief executive of the inner court, to preside over the wedding. This time, it should be him too.

Cui Xi is the emperor's confidant, he is in charge of the entire Ministry of Internal Affairs, and his authority is overwhelming, even the first-rank officials in the court would respectfully address him as "Cui Changshi", but now he was only ordered to go through the motions, so it is not surprising that he arrived late.

They waited for a cup of tea at the same place, and Cui Xicai arrived late with his people.

Xi Po quickly greeted her with a smile: "Cui Changshi."

Cui Xi glanced at her, raised his chin slightly, and the little eunuch who was following behind took out a bulging and heavy purse and handed it to Xi Po: "I'm busy today, and then leave it to us."

Xi Po quickly understood the meaning, weighed the purse and put it in her sleeves, and walked out with a smile on her face.

The open door of the palace was closed again with a dull sound.

Ye Yunting followed Ji Lian, and the master and servant faced Cui Xi and his party.

He didn't rush, and turned his gaze to Cui Xi: "Cui Changshi, will the wedding ceremony continue as usual?"

Cui Xi sized him up for a moment, then said with a smile: "Young master is a smart man, so we don't need to waste time. I'll send you to the main courtyard now."

After speaking, he raised his hand and made a "please" gesture to signal Ye Yunting to go first, but he looked very polite.

Even though he had already experienced it once, Ye Yunting was still very surprised.

Cui Xi was notoriously sinister and vicious, his beautiful face coupled with a gloomy expression always reminded people of a poisonous snake with colorful patterns.It is said that his temperament is cloudy and uncertain, and it is difficult to have a good face even in front of important court officials.

However, Cui Xi's attitude could be called kind when they met him in two lifetimes.

Ye Yunting hid the doubt in his eyes and followed him to the main courtyard.

There were not many servants serving in the main courtyard, only two maidservants stood guard at the gate of the courtyard, when they saw a group of people coming, they hurriedly got up and saluted.

Cui Xi ignored them, turned around and said to Ye Yunting: "I will send the eldest son here, and you have to walk the rest of the way by yourself."

"Thank you Changshi Cui." Ye Yunting nodded slightly, and after thanking him, he turned around and walked towards the main room where King Yong'an was located without hesitation.

Cui Xi looked at his back, lowered his raised eyebrows, and suddenly said: "My lord, although destiny cannot be violated, as long as people are alive, they still have chances."

Ye Yunting paused, then turned to look at him: "Thank you Cui Changshi for your reminder, I understand."

Cui Xi smiled: "Young Master is a sensible person."

After finishing speaking, he bowed his hands to him, turned around and left with the people.

The doubts in Ye Yunting's eyes deepened, but after searching through his memory, he couldn't remember any relationship between himself and Cui Xi that was worth mentioning so much, so he simply stopped thinking about it, opened the door and entered the main room.

The maidservant behind him closed the door behind her.

As soon as the door was closed, the light in the room became dim. Ye Yunting glanced at it casually, and walked towards the inner room without stopping.On the other hand, Ji Lian wrinkled his nose and sneezed, and said strangely: "Why is it so stinky? What kind of smell is it? Also, it's so dark in this room, why aren't there any lights on?"

I always feel that since entering the palace, everything is full of weirdness.

Feeling guilty, Ji Lian could only follow behind Ye Yunting step by step, but he didn't pay attention to his feet, and suddenly kicked something and made a crisp sound, which surprised him: "What?!"

Ye Yunting glanced at the dim light and said, "It's nothing, it's just a broken bowl."

Ji Lian felt even more strange, picked up the broken bowl and put it on the table, muttered in a low voice: "Why is there no sweep in the prince's bedroom?"

Ye Yunting shook his head, and said: "There is no one else here except you and me, who will show you the superficial work?"

Ji Lian stared blankly, half understanding.

"Forget it, you wait outside." Seeing this, Ye Yunting didn't explain too much, just let him wait outside, and went into the inner room alone.

Entering the inner room, the light became dimmer, and the unpleasant smell became more intense.

Ye Yunting groped to find a candle to light, and then carefully approached the middle bed with the dimly lit candlestick.

The curtains of the bed were half drawn up, and half hung down indiscriminately.The purple-red woven gold curtain was covered with large and small black stains, like the traces left by the soup being spilled and not cleaned up in time.Half of the unpleasant smell in the room came from this curtain.

Ye Yunting put the candlestick on the bedside, frowned and pulled up the hanging curtain, only then could he see clearly the figure lying on the couch.

According to the rumors, the arrogant and indifferent God of War of Beizhao was lying on the dirty bedding, his breathing was already very weak; his long black hair was scattered around his side like withered grass, his face was sallow, his cheeks were deeply sunken, he was already thin and out of shape, Thin lips were black and dry, except for the thinner and sharper outline, there was no trace of the former god of war.