The reborn son is vicious

"Xi'er", but He Liansheng calmed down very quickly, staring deeply at Leng Xi's calm eyes, and slowly asked: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Leng Xi laughed lightly immediately, sat up straight from the bed, raised his eyebrows and looked directly at the handsome face of the person next to the bed, and said coldly: "Of course I know—don't call me that again."

"What?" He Liansheng frowned.

Leng Xi lowered his eyes, curled up his lips, and there was a faint smile in the corner of his mouth.

From a long time ago, he had an intuition that Sheng Mo was not a simple person, of course he was not. His background was a mystery, he acted in a high-profile manner, and there were inexplicable capable people around him.

Leng Xi is not a crony person, nor is he without brains. The reason why he chose to cooperate with He Liansheng and turn a blind eye to the mystery of this person is only because they have common enemies, and also because of the relationship between them. They didn't talk to each other.

They... are just a cooperative relationship. In this world, there may not be eternal enemies, but there are eternal interests.

Whether it is said that Leng Xi is using He Liansheng, or that Leng Xi is a cold-hearted villain, he doesn't care.

He, Leng Xi regained his life, only for revenge!

Revenge—kill all those who harmed him in the previous life, slaughter them all, regardless of the cost.

As for friendship, family affection, love, these illusory things, he no longer expects to have them in this life, nor does he deserve to have them.

It wasn't until that time at Tanzhe Temple that Princess Lan satirized him that he was worthy of being the former empress's man, that Leng Xi fully understood who this little servant named "Sheng Mo" really was.

——The late Daxu Seventh Prince, the blood of the Murong family.

Leng Xi is a former empress, so no matter how much she turns a blind eye to Da Xu's secrets, she is much more aware of them than the world.

He remembered that in his previous life, in the Daxu Palace, the name Empress Yu Cixian was a taboo to punish his heart. This taboo was even 1000 million times more terrifying than the "Le Gu" in Murong Jing's heart.

Because he clearly remembered that because of this name that could not be mentioned, the always kind and kind Queen Mother Min became furious. In a palace incident, hundreds of officials and palace people were executed at one time, and the corpses were thrown into the river. The blood stained the river red, and people panicked.

It was that time that Leng Xi, who had just ascended to the post at that time, fully understood the horror of the name Empress Yu Cixian. What a merciful queen dowager on behalf of her.

In fact, the reason why Empress Dowager Min was furious was because outsiders rumored that Empress Yu Cixian was framed to death by Empress Dowager Min's family, and the seventh prince who died less than two hours after birth was actually not dead. .

In this way, if the Seventh Prince of Daxu is really alive, he will still be at Sheng Mo's age.

Now, when He Liansheng took off his disguise and stood in front of Leng Xi, he was even more sure that this person was the Seventh Prince Daxu who faked his death!

——Because, with He Liansheng's bearing and appearance, is he not a nobleman, but a commoner?

Thinking of this, Leng Xi took a deep breath, and calmly said: "The seventh prince is precious, Leng Xi can't afford to be high, and there is no friend like you. If you are not my servant, don't call Leng Xi such a cheap name." It's gone—so as not to lose... your noble status as the Seventh Prince!"

The people in front of him spoke one after another of the "seventh princes", and every word was sarcasm. He Liansheng's already agitated heart became more and more like frying fire at this moment, throbbing and piercing pain.

"Don't call me the Seventh Prince!" He finally stopped suppressing and said in a bitter voice, "I'm not—I'm not..."

"Oh?" He Liansheng was about to lose control, but Leng Xi turned his eyes away, staring at the intricate pattern on the bed curtain above his head, and said calmly, "Aren't you really?"

He Liansheng was speechless at once.

What else can he say?He was indeed the Seventh Prince, but he was just a Seventh Prince who shouldn't have been born.

A brief silence.

In the end, just when Leng Xi clenched his hands under the quilt and was about to give the order to drive away, He Liansheng took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "You...would you like to hear me tell a story?"

His voice at this moment was very low and soft, but Leng Xi's heart moved inexplicably, and he slowly raised his eyes.

——It was He Liansheng's pale face that came into view.

It was as if this man, who had always been flying and arrogant, exhausted his life to say that sentence, as if that sentence was the key to unlocking all evils and disasters, and if he said it, he would fall into an endless abyss.

"..." Leng Xi had never seen this person before, he opened his mouth in vain for a while, but couldn't speak.

"I understand." He Liansheng was silent for a while, then suddenly curled up the corners of his mouth and smiled, but the smile was uglier than crying. It's my fault, I'm sorry for you, I'm self-willed, Leng Xi—"

He Liansheng was still smiling hard, "Whether you accept my apology or not, I just want to say to you: I never wanted to hurt you, everything I did to you came from my heart ——You are the best friend I met in Daxu, I don't want to lose you, I originally wanted to..."

He stopped suddenly, and quietly looked at Leng Xi who was also looking up at him.

"Xi'er, let me call you that for the last time." He Liansheng raised his right hand, pressed hard on his left chest, slowly bent down, and solemnly bowed to Leng Xi, who couldn't see his expression clearly. He closed his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "I only hope that you and I will meet again in the end!"

Then he turned around and strode outside.

Naturally, He Liansheng didn't see it, the moment he turned around, the hand of the person on the bed who had been hiding under the quilt moved slightly, as if he wanted to keep him, but when it came to his head, he was severely suppressed Living.

The north wind whimpered outside the palace, and the palace was eerily quiet. Leng Xi slowly closed his eyes.

then

Just when He Liansheng was about to disappear from sight, there was only a commotion outside the bedroom.

Then there was Cuiyu's anxious voice, "Eunuch Zhang, why are you here?"

Leng Xi and He Liansheng raised their eyes at the same time—the celebrity Zhang Kang next to Murong Jing?

"Oh, Miss Cuiyu", Zhang Kang's white and beardless face was almost full of smiles, he glanced at the dark bedroom, squinted his eyes and smiled and said, "Has Lady Zhaoyi rested?"

"My father-in-law said that the empress was sleepy tonight, and she rested after she came back. What's the matter? Did the emperor summon the empress for something?"

Cuiyu was just talking about it, she didn't think anything would happen to the emperor in her heart, after all according to Leng Xi's words, the emperor is busy tonight, how could he have the time to summon a concubine?

But as soon as she finished speaking, she heard Zhang Kang let out some voices, and said with even more joy: "Oh, our family congratulates Leng Zhaoyi first! The emperor just summoned Leng Zhaoyi tonight. The palace attendant sleeps!"

Cuiyu was stunned!

"Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations! Miss Cuiyu..." Zhang Kang saw that Cuiyu looked dumbfounded, and couldn't help but smiled and said, "What are you still doing, why don't you wait for such a good thing and go talk to Leng Zhaoyi Talk about it? After a while, Aunt Yuanjin is about to come over and talk to Lady Zhaoyi about the rules!"

[Hahaha, I'm going to sleep, I'm going to sleep, I'm going to sleep, I'm going to sleep, I'm going to sleep...]

Author's gossip: Thank you for your support, okay!