Chongxi [rebirth]

The two walked through Zhaohe Main Street unhurriedly, and the surrounding people gathered curiously on both sides of the main street to watch, but they didn't get too close, they only looked at the two with curious eyes, and whispered to each other.

The people have too many doubts.

King Yongan's life is safe?What's the matter with this leg?Can it still be cured?

And who is this handsome young man pushing the prince?What is this going to do?

But although there were many questions, no one dared to strike up a conversation and ask them.Even though many of them really cared about King Yong'an's condition, they hoped that the Beizhao God of War would live a long and healthy life, so that they could beat those rampant Xihuang people back to their lairs, and never dare to commit crimes again.

After all, King Yong'an looked really fierce.

Don't dare to provoke.

Ye Yunting saw these common people following each other one way after another, surrounded by muffled conversations.But in a daze, no one dared to ask aloud, it can be seen that King Yong'an had accumulated a lot of prestige in the past.

He lowered his eyes to look at the expressionless Li Fengqi, and quietly pursed the smile on his lips.I thought to myself that it wasn't that fierce, it just looked scary when my face was expressionless.

The two walked out of the city under the watchful eyes of many people, but more and more people came after hearing the news. The people behind crowded the people in front, rushing forward like a wave of water. The person behind pushed and shoved, then turned towards Ye Yunting as soon as he leaned over——

Ye Yunting caught a glimpse of a person rushing towards him from the corner of his eye, and subconsciously reached out to help him.Li Fengqi in the wheelchair narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, flicked the sleeve of his right hand, and the long whip coiled on his arm was ready to go out. When he saw that it was only a young woman, he retracted his raised right hand again, His eyes fell on Ye Yunting.

The aunt accidentally sprained her foot, and it was only thanks to Ye Yunting's support that she stabilized her body.After she saw the person who was supporting her, she immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.

She was just here to join in the fun, but she didn't expect to bump into the nobleman, her weather-beaten face was full of panic, and she looked at Ye Yunting in fear, so panicked that she couldn't even utter a word.

The noisy voices around gradually quieted down, and the people watching were all sweating for her.

It is said that King Yong'an's temper is not very good, this young master is so close to King Yong'an, although he looks friendly, maybe his temper is not very good.

"It's okay." Ye Yunting frowned and helped the kneeling woman up, his eyes scanned the crowds of people around him, his frown deepened, he thought for a moment, cleared his throat and said in a loud voice: "Everyone, please don't be in the main street. Gathering, not to mention occupying the road, this crowd of people is prone to accidents."

After speaking, he helped the aunt to the open space, lest she would be pushed by others, and then turned back, nodded to everyone,

He had the appearance of a gentle and handsome gentleman, with kind eyes and a smile on his lips, and his voice was neither high nor low, but extremely pleasant.The people who were talking in low voices fell silent when they heard his voice.

But after a while there was commotion again.

All the people secretly felt that the young man seemed to be a very kind person with a good temper.

They listened to Ye Yunting's words and gradually spread out to the surroundings, vacating the occupied road, but at the same time, there was a bold one who hid in the crowd and shouted: "The prince's illness is cured? We all hope that the prince will recover soon, Go and beat those Xihuang barbarians to hell!"

As early as the news that King Yong'an was poisoned and died soon, some businessmen who traveled between the two countries brought back news that the people of Xihuang had also heard the news of King Yong'an's poisoning, and they all let it go and said that they would kill him this year. Weizhou Xiyuzhou spends the winter.

Although the people of Beizhao are not as good at fighting as the Xihuang people, they are all bloody. I hope that King Yong'an will recover soon, so as to defeat the arrogance of those Xihuang people.

"Thanks to everyone's concern, the prince is fine now, and he will be cured after the residual poison is cleared and cultivated for a while." Ye Yunting bowed his hands to the surroundings.

The common people were overjoyed when they heard the words, and chattered auspicious words of congratulations.

After Ye Yunting thanked him, he pushed Li Fengqi and continued walking towards the gate of the city.

The common people watched them go away, and gathered together in small groups to discuss in a low voice.

Everyone was very curious about the identity of the handsome young man who pushed Yong'an King.

It stands to reason that with such an outstanding appearance and kindness, if you walk around Showa Main Street a few times on weekdays, everyone will know who this is.

But now they got together, but found that no one recognized which son it was.

People who are chatting, you look at me, I look at you, and snort.Just as he was about to disperse, he heard a person hesitantly say: "The white and fat attendant who is with you once bought pens and inks from me, it seems to be from Duke Qi's residence..."

The person who spoke was the shopkeeper of Qingyanzhai, and he thought of the rumors he heard a few days ago that it was the eldest son of Duke Qi's mansion who was made a concubine for the dying Wang Yong'an who was dying of poisoning.

"Is it possible that she is the princess?"

"No wonder!"

"Si Tiantai is really miraculous. Once the concubine enters the mansion, the prince will be fine."

"I saw that although the concubine is a man, but walking together with the lord, she is a perfect match..."

"..."

As soon as this guess came out, everyone expressed their opinions excitedly, speaking highly of Wang Hao, and many people even agreed that King Yong'an and Wang Hao looked very good together.

These comments reached Cui Xi's ears, making his face so gloomy that water dripped down his face.

With his hands behind his back clenched into fists, he cast a gloomy glance at the direction of the city gate, and murmured in a low voice: "King Yong'an is really scheming, and I even managed to hide this humiliation from me." His expression Uncertainty, thinking of Ye Yunting who stood out from the crowd, thinking about today's event, Mr. Ye participated a little more.

He closed his eyes and thought for a while, and realized that maybe from the moment Ye Yunting pretended to be sick, King Yong'an's situation might have been laid.It's just that they were all too careless, and didn't pay attention to an abandoned child who was not valued at all.He recalled that day when he saw Ye Yunting burnt unconscious, and felt that it was not wrong to be put in this category.

Who would have thought that Mr. Ye looked gentle and gentle, but he was still so cruel in his bones.

That day when he went to see Ye Yunting, the medical officers he brought with him told him privately that Ye Yunting had a severe fever and his condition was very dangerous.

If this disease is also part of the layout, then he really underestimated people.

"That's all." Cui Xi's gloomy face turned for the better, even with a hint of schadenfreude: "Although I have been cheated this time, Han Chan must have fallen for it too." He narrowed his eyes, thinking The hypocrite's distraught look made it hard to hide his joy: "It's time for another good show."

He bent down and got into the carriage, kicked down the kneeling guard in the carriage, picked up the jade ruyi again, leaned against the wall of the carriage, and played with it leisurely: "Go on, go Palace."

Cui Xi led people to continue to arrange the Yong'an Palace according to the emperor's instructions.

As for the guard who was kicked off the carriage, he hurriedly got on his horse and reported to the palace, ignoring his bleeding mouth and nose.

Meanwhile, Li Fengqi and Ye Yunting had already arrived at the gate of the city and waited.

The two of them are in front, Ji Lian, Wu Geng and others are behind.

The sun gradually slanted to the west, half of it was hanging in the sky, and half of it was already hidden under the ground.The orange-red glow spreads slowly, reflecting the world with a warm color.

Ye Yunting looked at the end of the official road, and saw a carriage and several horses coming towards the city gate from afar.

"The team in front should be it." He took a deep breath, not letting the tension show in his voice.

He had heard some rumors about the old princess, but he couldn't tell if it was true or not.

All they know is that her name is Shen Wanyu, and she is the daughter of the Shen family in Nieyang.The Shen family hadn't completely fallen back then, and Shen Wanyu was quite well-known in Shangjing, and there were countless princes and nobles who proposed to marry her, but in the end she married the old King Yong'an.

The old Yong'an King Li Huaiqu was born as a general, with a rough style of behavior and no strong family support behind him. He was named a king by the talented Emperor Chengzong only because of his outstanding military exploits and meritorious escort.

After the two got married, their relationship was very deep.The old King Yong'an never took concubines in his whole life, and there was only one concubine in the big palace.

Later, the old Yong'an King died early due to an attack of an old injury in his early years.Not long after the only legitimate son, Li Fengqi, was granted the right to inherit the title, the old concubine moved to Rongyang to recuperate.

In the past, Ye Yunting never thought about it when he heard about it, but these days he listened to Li Fengqi's side a lot, and he could vaguely see that the relationship between the mother and son was not very good.

Li Fengqi's attitude towards the old concubine was even more difficult to distinguish. He said he was close but not close, and he said he was born, but he couldn't talk about special birth.

All in all it's weird.

Ye Yunting looked at the carriage getting closer and closer, thinking in his mind what kind of attitude he would have to greet the old concubine after they met.

He was thinking for himself, but he didn't notice that the person beside him looked at him sideways for a long while, seeing his anxiety in his eyes.

"Mother should have known about your marriage, she..." Li Fengqi hesitated for a moment, and tried to find a more appropriate word: "... I have never cared about other things, and I have devoted myself to the Buddha, so I shouldn't make it difficult for you. You follow me It's behind me."

After he paused, he added, "You don't have to worry too much."

Ye Yunting was a little embarrassed by his speculation, but when he heard his words, his mind was once again occupied by doubts.

Don't care about business?

He glanced at Li Fengqi vaguely, thinking to himself that his son's lifelong event, how could it be a nostalgia for his mother?

But he was keenly aware of the strangeness in Li Fengqi's tone, so he only responded in a low voice, but did not ask any doubts.

While the two were talking, the carriage had already reached the gate of the city, and the horse pulling the carriage stopped with a bang, and then the curtain was rolled up, and a young woman got out of the carriage first, and stretched out her hand to grab the people in the carriage. Helped down.