The reborn boy is called Xianggong! !

Zhao Minyu died of dystocia.That day when he went to the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet with Zhao Minyu, he knew that Zhao Minyu was still pregnant as in the previous life.

If so, then she must have died soon.

Ye Sheng ran out of the hospital and simply sat on the polished stone bench.He sighed, as if a heavy weight had fallen on his heart, he couldn't breathe.

Zhao Minyu was going to die, but he was not very happy.In the previous life, when Zhao Minyu saw him, she looked like she wanted to peel off his skin.But he was grinded into a bad shape.In this life, he was smart and far away from Naifei, but it made her teeth itch with anger.

But this time, she was really going to die.

Ye Sheng dragged his chin with his small hand, and sat blankly.Frowning, feeling extremely hesitant.

After being reborn, he regretted his life very much.Otherwise, why would he be thinking day and night, thinking hard, thinking all the time to get rid of Prince Yun's mansion, not to go to the palace, but to escape here?

He cherishes his own life, knowing that it is better to live than to die, so what about other people's lives?Does he want to save?Not to mention the life of his previous enemy.

In this life, he was reborn and knew the reincarnation of the heavens. While he was grateful, he was also terrified.God can even save him, give him a chance, let him go his own way again, what about others?

Ye Sheng didn't know.Since ancient times, everyone has a life, life has a life, and death is impermanent.Somehow, he was a little hesitant, and behind that hesitation was his fear of his own future.

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When Ye Sheng returned to Gaoshan Xiaozhu, Chen San'er was helping Rong Ling to light the fire.He doesn't do this often, and Rong Ling who frowns at the side will scold him if he makes a mess.

Seeing Ye Sheng come back, it was like seeing a savior.The face covered in black and gray was extremely vivid.I just want him to order something to get out of this sea of ​​suffering.It's really hard to cook this kind of thing.

Unfortunately, Ye Sheng didn't even look at him, and went straight into the room to write a letter to his senior brother.

He still didn't know what to do.He can't do much, let me gently remind Zhao Mu, the extent to which the legendary father who dotes on his daughter is beyond the imagination of ordinary people like him.But the point is, why did he remind him?Princess Yun is not innocent.In her previous life, she died early, and he was also made things difficult day and night by the slaves she left behind.Half-old children don't know anything.Only the hatred that is full of hatred remains in the heart, otherwise, how could Rong Qian kill them back then?

But he was afraid, he was afraid that he would accidentally become that willful, domineering and lawless Ye Sheng who was in vain for other people's lives.

That Ye Sheng will be trapped in Wangyou Palace in the dark, and will get retribution for all the wrong things he has done.

Now he doesn't want to stay in that place anymore.Then he was stepped on by the prince as a dog, saying that he did it himself.

Ye Sheng was so confused that he grabbed a pen and started writing.Write about his depression, whether he doesn't know whether to forget the hatred, or pretend to be ignorant.As I was writing, I suddenly realized, what am I doing?

If such a letter is passed on to the senior brother, the senior brother must do everything possible to rush over to find out the bottom line?Still don't ask him why the little boy has such thoughts, how can there be any hatred that is at stake with other people's lives?What should I say then?

Ye Sheng scolded himself for being stupid in his heart, and hurriedly put the letter paper that was not completely dry in Rong Qian's special place for waste paper.These papers will be collected by a special person on a certain day, collected together, and burned to Wenquxing in the temple dedicated to Wenquxing.

But this paper cannot be read by others.This is Rong Qian's study room, he was really afraid that Rong Qian would know something.

Ye Sheng thought for a while, and then simply covered the entire paper with ink. The ink was completely covered, and he worked for a long time before putting down the pen.

"Hey, my son. You ran out without even eating breakfast, and you are still interested in playing ink when you come back?" After entering the kitchen, Chen San'er, who seemed to have killed half of his life, came to ask for comfort. Seeing Ye Sheng having a great time, he felt quite resentful.

The son of love came back in a hurry just to play with ink?Instead, let him cry and set fire to the black-hearted slave who was raped by the black-hearted master.That black-hearted servant had falcon eyes, pursed his lips all day and pretended to be deep, and he was not a good thing at first glance.

Chen San'er, who was slandered in her heart, became more and more angry, more angry, more sad, more sad, and more desperate.Shizi is still young, they are old and young.In this place where the birds don't shit, and they have to do their own three meals a day, they are relying on a black-hearted son, which is really desperate.

Heartbroken, Chen San'er, who didn't know how long the road would be, looked at her innocent eldest son who only knew how to play with ink, and suddenly felt that there was a long way to go.

"What kind of ink are you playing with?" Ye Sheng gave Chen San'er an angry look.He was in a panic, and he couldn't tell others. Looking at Chen San'er, he felt that the world always attracted suspicion to him.

"If you don't play ink, you should eat. The prince said before he left that he needs to practice calligraphy after dinner. He took time to check it at noon." Chen San'er pulled himself together and coaxed his prince in a cheap way.

He was obviously slandering in his heart, but he still had to help the black-hearted son take good care of his master.

People who look at each other and hate each other talk, the most annoying.

Before Ye Sheng started to write again, he had to obediently eat his breakfast.Later at noon, Rong Qian came back to check.

No matter how special he was, he was also Yun Yan's student. He had to go down the mountain before dawn in the morning, go to school to study, and come back after lunch at noon.Take an hour's rest and learn riding and archery in the afternoon.For the rest of the time, as long as you don't leave the mountain, no one cares about where you go.

Yun Yan's relaxed schedule can only make Ye Sheng follow Rong Qian's movements.He can't be lazy when Rong Qian goes to school, and Rong Qian has to check when he comes back.Rong Ling, that black-hearted slave, stared closely at Ye Sheng.If it wasn't for Ye Sheng who woke up early in the morning and ran fast.He couldn't even get out the door.

If so, Ye Sheng obediently ate a bowl of millet porridge, and ate the Xiaolongbao that Long Rongling bought from the restaurant early in the morning.Obediently went to the study to practice calligraphy.

By the way, I wrote a letter to my brother.

At the beginning, there was a greeting like a day for thousands of years, but Ye Sheng thought about it for a while.This matter was extraordinary, once he told his senior brother, it would definitely involve things in his previous life.Senior brother is so smart, I'm afraid he will show his feet, and then he will be out of control.

After thinking about it, Ye Sheng simply made up a story and picked up a pen.

There is a dog next door. The dog often quarrels with him and bites him when it sees him. He hates that dog to death.But one day the dog will eat a poisoned chicken.He knew that the chicken was poisonous, but should he tell the dog?

Ye Sheng maliciously regarded Princess Yun as a dog.I wrote it happily, but felt inappropriate.Also wrote a sentence at the back. "A dog bullies a man, and we have an unshakable hatred with him." It doesn't matter how a man confronts a dog.It is eloquent again, written with concentration and seriousness.

After writing the letter, I gave it to Chen San'er.

Chen San'er received the thick letter but felt bitter.The face that was originally like a bun, now looks like a bun full of stuffing. "My son, I didn't say that. The slaves are not familiar with this place. You might as well go to Rong Shizi with the letter. We all look up to him now."

"If I could look up to him for everything, I wouldn't be afraid." Ye Sheng said with a sad face.Holding the letter, I don't know whether to give it to Rong Qian.

He felt that his letter was written more straightforwardly.What if Rong Qian sees it?

But how could Rongqian read Thaksin for no reason?

Ye Sheng once again felt that he used the heart of a villain to judge the belly of a gentleman.

But what if I accidentally read it?Ye Sheng felt a little uneasy.

"Your Majesty wants to deliver a letter?" Rong Ling on the side said kindly, looking harmless to humans and animals.Ye Sheng felt that his falcon eyes were not so scary anymore.

"Can you help me?" Ye Sheng frowned.If it is through Rong Ling, keeping Rong Qian from knowing is the best way to achieve the best of both worlds.

"That depends on where Prince Yun is sent, Jiangnan, Jiangbei. Prince Rong's residence has contacts, so it is possible."

"Oh?" Ye Sheng's eyes lit up.If you go to Jiangnan, you will inevitably pass through Changliang if you take the land route.

"Is it by land or by water?" The delivery of letters is usually expedited, and the land route is much faster than the water route.Ye Sheng, this is just a test.If he didn't want to send it away, he was a child, and if Rong Ling wanted to fool him by directly saying that he would go by water, he would definitely not know.

"The letter must be delivered by land." Rong Ling replied solemnly.

"Then you can deliver it for me." Ye Sheng felt relieved and gave the letter to Rong Ling. "Send it to Changliang Taixu Mountain."

"Changliang Taixu Mountain?" Rong Ling nodded. "It's on the way." He received the letter and put it in his arms properly.

"Don't worry, my son, the letter must be brought early." Rong Ling's serious face made Ye Sheng feel a sense of reliability that he had never had before.

"Yeah." Ye Sheng nodded in satisfaction. "It would be better if we could go now."

There are certainly no messengers on this mountain.If Rong Ling wanted to deliver a letter, he would definitely go down the mountain.As long as he sent the letter away before Rong Qian came back, Ye Sheng would not be afraid that Rong Qian would find out.

Ye Sheng made good calculations, his eyes lit up a little when he looked at Rong Ling.

"Since Yun Shizi is in a hurry, Rong Ling will naturally deliver it right away." Rong Ling received the letter, and Ye Sheng's heart was full of joy with his sensible look.

Can't help but sigh with emotion, how many lifetimes of bad luck did he suffer before Chen San'er fell on him.Other people's servants are good.

Based on Rong Ling's attitude, Ye Sheng, who sent the letter, was very well-behaved throughout the day.Until Rong Qian came back, he didn't make any noise or run away.

The night was dark, Ye Sheng went to rest early, when Rong Qian came back, he only saw someone sleeping soundly.

The dim candlelight enveloped the room.The halo of clear light spread out, and the child's sleeping appearance was soft and peaceful.His heart suddenly softened.It's really just a kid.No matter where it is, it is so weak that it makes people feel distressed.

Rong Qian covered him with the quilt and walked out.

He just returned to the academy today, and Luo Tong was not there before, so many things had to go through his hands.So busy until this time.

The study room was still tidy, and he was sitting by the desk to deal with some official duties.It took a while to pick up a pen.Sweeping around, I saw some messy piles of waste paper.

Rong Qian frowned, and there was some hesitation on his cold face.He stood up and picked up the last piece of paper.

Rong Qian touched the letter paper that had been painted black, and looked at it by the candlelight.

"Rong Ling. You come in." Rong Qian thought about it.