The Prince of Rebirth

Xia Jin did not ask the coachman to return directly to Xia Mansion.

He dare not.

I found a cave temporarily, and the carriage drove straight in. Xia Jin drove the coachman and Lang Shun out of the carriage, leaving only He Zheng and him in the carriage.

Xia Jin and He Zheng sat opposite each other, neither of them spoke.

He Zheng's right cheek was still covered with hideous scars, but his left cheek was smooth and free of any scars.Xia Jin looked at his intact left face, and suddenly recalled Mr. Zhao's strange expression when he saw He Zheng's writing that day.

And He Zheng's abnormality today.

as well as.

A nobleman from the palace.

He suddenly thought of the figure and outline of the third prince who was very similar to He Zheng, as well as their identities as cousins.

Xia Jin took a deep breath.

This matter might involve royal secrets, Xia Jin's hands trembled a little, but she didn't show anything on her face, she just spread out He Zheng's clothes one by one and put them on the stove.

Quiet.

His mind was in a mess, and he was even considering whether to kill He Zheng to silence him, so that no one would know that he had seen He Zheng's face, so that there would be no possibility of being silenced by others.

Xia Jin turned He Zheng's clothes over, carefully pulled them apart and placed them on the stove. The charcoal fire in the stove was extremely hot, and the golden peony hollow cover was also scorched hot. The clothes started to burn after a while , There are one or two traces of white air coming out of the clothes, and it only rises to the height of one or two fingers before dissipating, and it is no longer true.

He Zheng watched Xia Jin bake clothes for him with a sullen face, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his smooth as new left cheek. His face was expressionless, but he was the first to break the silence that had lasted for a while.

"I won't tell anyone I've seen you."

He Zheng paused, seeing that Xia Jin was silent, he continued,

"Give me the clothes. After I put them on, I went to find Cheng Ming. All I said was that my face was... washed away by the rain on the road."

Xia Jin still didn't answer. After a while, she waited until the clothes were half dry before saying:

"At least wait for the clothes to dry before leaving."

Xia Jin turned over the clothes a few times and then left them alone, got up and got out of the car to call Langshun, and asked him to wear He Zheng's shoes and step on the outside to make some marks, intermittently stretching to the right road.

The rain is not as strong as before, and the thunderstorm comes and goes quickly, and it should be sunny after a while.Naturally, some footprints will be washed away, and some will be left behind, enough for Cheng Ming to find them.

**

When they returned to the Xia Mansion, the sky had cleared, and He Zheng was left in the cave by them. The rut marks had been swept away by the coachman and Lang Shun with branches, leaving behind a string of footprints extending in different directions. As long as Ming is not stupid, he should be able to find He Zheng along the way.

The next day.

Xia Jin arrived earlier than Xia Yu and Xia Huan this time, and Lang Shun's face turned pale as he followed, as if he was suffering from the wind and cold.

"Why did you change to a coachman today, but the former one didn't serve you wholeheartedly?"

Xia Jin still got into the same car with Xia Yu and Xia Huan, and opened the curtain while answering:

"There is nothing wrong with the ones that my father personally selected. It was raining yesterday and the road was slippery. I accidentally sprained my feet when I got out of the car and led the horse. Because of his age, my father sent him back to take care of himself."

Xia Yu just asked casually, without thinking too much, the three brothers got into the carriage talking and laughing, leaving only Lang Shun with a white face slowly getting out of the carriage prepared by the second room Let's go, cook tea and see that his expression is not so good, he stepped forward and grabbed him and asked:

"Why are you sweating so much, but sick?"

Lang Shun wiped his face carelessly with his sleeve, and said lazily:

"Yesterday I caught a cold in the rain, maybe I caught the wind and cold."

Seeing that he said so about making tea, he didn't ask any more questions. He just asked him to go back and cook a pair of medicine before taking it. Don't delay, and be careful not to let Xia Jin get sick.Lang Shun responded one by one, and finally walked towards Erfang's carriage with a little wandering footsteps.

Where did he catch a cold, he was obviously frightened.

As soon as the elder brother returned yesterday, he led him to the study of the second master, and bluntly said that today he encountered a life-threatening incident and was bumped into by the driver.

Brother asked the second master how to deal with it.

The second master just looked at him behind Xia Jin, and asked:

This book boy can be together...

The second master has always been known for his honesty and honesty, but this time, Lang Shun swore that he really saw the killing intent in the second master's eyes.

In the end, my brother came forward to protect him, but the driver had to be dealt with because he was not a confidant. He said to the outside world and inside that he was going back to retire, but Lang Shun knew it clearly:

The coachman's life has come to an end.

**

Prime Minister He's Mansion.

He Zheng knelt in the study room, the scars on his face had returned to their previous appearance, he could see a slight redness on his face when he looked carefully, and even a faint five finger print could be seen.

"This scar doesn't melt when exposed to water, how did you get rid of it?"

He Zheng straightened his spine, but lowered his head, and said very meekly:

"Beside the pavilion at the foot of the mountain, there is a big-leaf Buddha's top bead tree. I was hiding from the rain there earlier. I'm afraid it was stained with sweet-scented osmanthus."

He knew that those things on his face could be wiped off with osmanthus oil, but when Xia Jin handed over the towel with the scent of osmanthus, he still used it, and the reason was not even clear to him.

"You should know your own identity, not to be strict with your father, it is actually related to your wealth and life, you are already sensible and don't need to say more for your father, you must be careful in the future and don't make mistakes again."

When Cheng Ming came into the mansion with He Zheng in his arms, he saw his son's face, and he almost fainted from fright. Fortunately, he knew that the pros and cons of it were forcing people to carry He Zheng into the room to repair it again. Anyway, God opened his eyes this time and didn't meet anyone else, if it really broke... the consequences would be disastrous.

"Save it, kid."

He Zheng still knelt upright in the middle of the study, his neck bent in a docile arc, admitting his mistake extremely obediently, without any rebellion at all.He stared at the carved flowers beside his knees, dazed for a while, but suddenly remembered Xia Jin's appearance when he handed him the scarf.

He didn't dislike it.

He just didn't have time to be happy.

**

After the big competition ended, life went on as usual. The few outstanding students in Songxiang Academy were successfully promoted to Zhufeng Academy. Xia Jin and He Zheng still stayed in the classroom, listening to the teacher's lecture, and occasionally bickering. Didn't mention anything about Dabi that day, but the days passed so quickly, one month passed in the blink of an eye, King Dingyuan and his party arrived in Beijing in a few days, and Sanfang's family will also live in Yongninghoufu.

As for the three-bedroom courtyard...

"You don't have to worry about these things, Jin'er."

Mrs. Li took a sip of tea lazily, but in recent days she has let go a lot more than before, seeing the old lady no longer trembles, and Mrs Wang can't easily get cheap in front of her.

In fact, the Wang family was not necessarily much stronger than the Li family before, they were all housewives, and they were all good enough to grow up alive in terms of means, the key is to be able to let go of the courage to fight.Li Shi lacked confidence because he had nothing to say, but now he has become a little more courageous for Xia Jin, which surprised Xia Jin quite a bit.

In his previous life, Mrs. Li had always given him the impression of being a cowardly and bullying aunt. He didn't expect that because he got close to her in this life, it would be so effective. It was a surprise.

"No matter how much you lose in the decoration of the yard, it's just a little more money. In the end, the most important thing is to make the three-bedroom people happy."

Mrs. Li took out the shoes and asked Xia Jin to choose a few. She thought about making a pair of shoes for Xia Jin when she was a little free these days. Aunt Zhang gave Xia Jin a pair a few days ago.

"Eating, clothing, and playthings are empty. Your third uncle has been running outside for so many years. Have you ever seen them? The purpose is to see people's hearts. No matter how good food and clothing are outside, it is not as good as the company of your relatives, even if it is placed in the house." If you can serve your third uncle with all your heart, it will be a hundred times better than those empty ones."

Xia Jin understood, thought for a while and then mentioned:

"Thinking about it this way, the child has to pick something to give to the third uncle. I heard from my father that the third uncle has only one son and one daughter under his knees, and both of them are descendants. So I should prepare one for each person."

Mrs. Li nodded, and Xia Jin took Lang Shun for a stroll down the street during today's break. Naturally, before leaving, she inquired about the preferences of each of the three families. Shopping, walking around can always pick out the right one, never thought that something happened just after visiting two.