The reborn boy is called Xianggong! !

There were many rains and autumns, and in the pitch darkness, Ye Sheng could only hear the cool breeze outside.He had a splitting headache and his eyelids were too heavy to open.In a trance, he saw Rong Qian tossing and turning on the carriage, the carriage bumped on the official road and got farther and farther away from him.

"Ye Sheng, I hope we will say goodbye forever."

Rong Qian in the dream was still so calm and self-possessed, looking at him calmly.Even though she was very close to him, he seemed to be separated by hundreds of thousands of miles, and she couldn't bear to give her a single look.

let's go.The last ounce of their friendship was also wiped out by him. From then on, they were clearly separated, with high mountains and wide rivers, and became each other's passers-by.

But, why can't I stand upright, and suddenly kneel down in the long pavilion of the Baqiao Bieliu?Why did Rong Qian leave, and his heart became cold?

Ye Sheng reached forward with his hand, trying to grab the carriage that was rattling on the official road.But how can you catch it?Even if the carriage was getting smaller and smaller, he couldn't hold onto Rong Qian, and he couldn't fight back the heart that was broken into rubbish and thrown away by Rong Qian without mercy.The love for Murong Qian died on the Weeping Willow Pavilion by the Baqiao that year. If there is anything left, then only hatred is left.Going to the poor and falling to the underworld, I can't forget the hatred.

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Ye Sheng woke up, startled awake by his own nightmare.After waking up, the first thing he saw was that the long lamp in the room was bright, and the long lamp seedling beeped, and a bright yellow lamp flower exploded, burning Ye Sheng's eyes.

"Are you awake?" There was a voice next to him, the voice was very low, and there was a dull hoarseness in the buzzing.

Ye Sheng rolled his dry eyes slightly, looked around, and then gave a wry smile.Only then did I realize that this reality is not much different from that dream.In the dream, Rong Qian would never come back again, and now Rong Qian's life and death are unknown.Where is it different from him?

There are still some, at least, there is still a little thought after waking up.You can also teach him to ask, "How is Rong Qian?"

"What's wrong with Rong Qian?" His voice was dry and uncomfortable, it was not as round and crisp as usual, but more hoarse and deep.

He knew that he got a cold from the rain.

"Mr. Gu came out in the evening, and Gen Kun hasn't woken up yet." Zhao Mu sat beside Ye Sheng's sleeping bed and said sullenly.

After hearing this, Ye Sheng calmed down a little, and then began to look at Zhao Mu's room.

There are not many things in the bedroom.Compared with Rong Qian, it is really simple to the point of crudeness.

A hard bed is the one under him.On the bed, dark blue thick Ge Wei tents are hung on both sides.There is a large wardrobe next to the bed that should be used for clothes.There was nothing left, not even a decoration.Looking at the bedroom, it really can only be used for sleeping.

Ye Sheng stared at it for four weeks before starting to be dazed.He is leaving here.Stay far away, never see Rong Qian again.He still couldn't bear it, he couldn't bear Rong Qian because he had lost so much, and he couldn't bear Rong Qian to say to him coldly, "I hope we will say goodbye forever."Reluctant to let Rong Qian hate him in the future, he doesn't even want to think about this time with him.

He and his life had a good start, but they couldn't come to an end.This road is too long, if he is destined to end up in the same way as in his previous life, he would rather change course now.

There are mountains and trees have branches, and the heart is pleasing to the king, but the king does not know it.

This relationship never had the possibility of beginning.How can it start?He still remembered the heart-piercing pain beside the weeping willow pavilion.

"I'm sorry, I, I'd better call you Grandpa." Ye Sheng smiled wryly, and his pair of clear water and spring waves also lost their color, a little sloppy. "Grandpa, do you know where my third father-in-law is?"

"I heard about Gao Shan Xiaozhu." Zhao Mu frowned and looked at Ye Sheng. "You don't need to pay attention to what Luo Tong said. When Gen Kun wakes up, he will make decisions for you."

Ye Sheng only smiled lightly and didn't answer him.I don't want to talk to him about it.

"Would you like to call me Grandpa?" Zhao Mu asked him suddenly.After a while, he started talking to himself. "Grandpa is sorry for you. I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for your mother, I'm sorry for my daughter, and I'm even more sorry, my emperor." In the end, the more he said, the lower his voice.

"I don't blame you." Ye Sheng interrupted him. "If you want, you will always be my grandfather."

"Me." Zhao Mu's next words were choked in his throat and he couldn't speak. "Minyu her,"

"I know what you want to say." Ye Sheng reluctantly got up and took his hand. "She hates me, and I don't like to see her. We have nothing to do with each other."

Ye Sheng closed his eyes, indicating that he didn't need to say any more.If it is pitiful, who is not pitiful?Zhao Mu didn't do anything from the beginning to the end.In his previous life, he was kind and righteous, and helped Concubine Su Gui, and in this life, he also believed that he would still take action if he was in the same situation.

He asked Rong Qian to tell Zhao Muyun that Princess Zhao Muyun would pass away soon, but he just didn't want this most innocent person to have gray hair.

"If you don't want to listen, I won't say it." Zhao Mu looked at his haggard face, and held back the words for a while.Hesitantly put that thick palm on the top of Ye Sheng's hair, the child's hair was soft and slippery, Zhao Mu touched it, but was afraid that his hands would be dirty, so he hastily withdrew his hand.

Ye Sheng smiled at him, in the flickering light and shadow, there was a kind smile in those shallow eyes.Facing Zhao Mu, it's like a flash of epiphyllum, but it only takes a moment to iron it out.

Zhao Mu stared blankly at his smile, those eyes. "Your eyes are very similar to your mother." Zhao Mu shrugged, and finally sighed invisibly.

"Luo Tong treats you like this, don't blame him." Zhao Mu was a little at a loss, and wiped his hand on the black-bottomed bunt.

"In the future, no matter what, don't think about the throne. It's not easy for your mother to keep you."

Ye Sheng was stunned for a moment, only then did he know that the "your mother" he was referring to was Concubine Su Gui.

"She once told me that her children don't need to know how to read and write, and don't need to be supremely scheming. She just wants her children to live a simple life and live a life of themselves. You have to work hard to live what you want look." Zhao Mu stared blankly at him, looking into his eyes, as if through him, he could see the leisurely time and season of the prosperous age.

In memory, that girl always smiles like a flower.The girl who looked like a flower rode a horse with him in the blue sky and white day, told him to go to the bottom of the river to fish for shrimps, and then made a messy soup for his master to drink.The master is the unrivaled hero that the girl admires the most. She said that the master is the most tired one, and there is little food in the army, so she needs to cook soup for him every day.

His master is also good-tempered, he always drinks it with a smile, no matter how fishy the fish soup is, no matter how fishy the fish soup is, he will have diarrhea after drinking it.He always said, "Su Er's heart, I naturally want to understand."

How good were those days?Even if the master didn't tell him, he knew it. He had known him for ten years, but at that time the master was always gentle.

It was for her, all his tenderness.

Unfortunately, she doesn't want to.The girl who looks like a flower has taken a fancy to someone who is even more like a flower than her.On the day she got married, the master was drunk alone in Qifeng Terrace, looking at their secluded place from a distance, feeling unspeakably lonely.

After being lonely, he became the decisive, cold-blooded and ruthless King Jing again.When he decided to send his troops south that day, he knew it was not good.The south was the place she begged him to let go, because that inch of land was her hometown.

At that time, she was peacefully spending time with her sweetheart, but she didn't know that the man who had given up his ambition for her had turned back into the god of war that others feared.No, it is more cruel than the God of War in the past, because now he has no heart.

There is only one heart, if you give it to someone else, how can you have it again?

He has no heart, he regards everything as nothing, how can he still remember that the southern corner is the place she cherishes the most.

It would be great if I didn't secretly deliver the letter that day.If I hadn't told her secretly, my silly girl wouldn't do such things that destroy her conscience, and she would live in her own small home with the person she likes, give birth to Lin'er, and become a happy couple in harmony and beauty. Ordinary woman living in IKEA.

He told her that she traveled all the way home and became a bird in a cage ever since.Life is not going well, nor is it going well.

He was sorry for her, and for calling her Brother Mu.It also ruined her favorite home.

"She once told me that her child should be able to fly a kite, make a clay figurine, act coquettishly, cry, and do all the things she wanted to do but couldn't do when she was a child." Zhao Mu scratched his head and said He slowly grinned and made an expression uglier than crying.

His silly girl knelt in front of her the day before yesterday and told him that she wanted a child.Want a child who has his husband and her flesh and blood and will grow up healthy and healthy.

That child would call him grandpa, would coquettishly let him hug him, would sit softly on the ground and cry.

But she wanted her child, what about his child?She is also the daughter of Zhen'er who lost her life in October of pregnancy.But now he is willing to die for the child.

Zhao Mu glanced at Ye Sheng, but he was so choked up that he couldn't speak.Children are debts.

The day before yesterday, her daughter forced her to die, risking both her life and her life to give birth to the child in her womb.

But he didn't know that 14 years ago, Youming Sanren had already diagnosed Zhen'er's pulse.

He begged King Yun not to let her get pregnant, but he couldn't escape the disaster.

I'm afraid that God is going to make him end up alone.

"You have to live well, live well. Also for your mother." Zhao Mu said to Ye Sheng. "Be sure, don't sit on that throne."

In the middle of the night, the rain was rustling, and the rain was like rootless threads of trouble, densely covering the sky and covering the earth, covering that small piece of heaven and earth.

In this world of mortals, there are ups and downs, full of unfinished sad things.Everything can never be perfect.