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Since Ji Xingzhi was born, everything has been smooth sailing.When he was young, he was famous for his quick thinking and quick thinking, and was named a child prodigy.Afterwards, he won the imperial examination and won the double score again, which was a moment of glory.Everyone in Heshui County calls him the star of Wenqu.After hearing it for a long time, he almost believed it, as if he was really the reincarnation of Wenquxing.A splendid life can be seen at a glance, and step by step, he is promoted to the title of king and minister, and his name will last forever.

This kind of youthful spirit and ambition ended when he was more than ten years old.

The unknown old Taoist happily stroked his beard, and the words he said became a knife hanging over his head from then on, and it would fall down at some point.

The illusory fate determines life and death.

The old Taoist said that he and Xue Chengyu were incompatible with each other and could not work together for one dynasty.

One sentence ruined all the prosperous future he once thought was within reach.

It is inevitable for a young man to be proud and arrogant, but no matter what, he dare not compete with that Changle Zhuyu who is far away in the capital.Xue Chengyu's name has been heard by all the scholars in the world.

The mother covered her face with her sleeves and cried out of breath, and the father became furious, pointing at the old Taoist's nose and talking nonsense.

The old Taoist was unmoved, still stroking his beard, just smiled and said, if you don't believe me, just wait another year, and there will be a catastrophe for Mr. Ji.

One year later, on the day of the winter solstice, he really fell ill. He was so ill that he was in a daze. In a trance, he saw a bull's head and a horse's face, black and white impermanence, and a pitch-black door.It took three months to recover. It was my mother who asked the old Taoist to find a solution.

Things have come to this, I have to believe it.

The father became increasingly silent at home, and the mother shed tears every day.

When the people who were suppressed by his radiance heard the news, they all rolled forward and backward with laughter, waiting to see his jokes.

what's so funny?he thinks.

After walking through the gate of hell, my mind calmed down instead.He is no longer obsessed with success and fame, high officials and rich salary.

I also recognized the matter of fate.It's just that his mother didn't admit it, and was unwilling to accept it. She commanded mountains and rivers, searched for mountains and forests, and actually got the solution from a hermit.

As long as he doesn't marry a wife for the rest of his life.

Mother panicked and let him choose.

Just laughing and only comforting mother, this is already the best result.

All the good friends in the academy came to congratulate him, sat together and talked loudly.

In the bright moon tall building, amidst the sound of talking and laughing, he poured wine on the ground, feeling a little lost in his heart, but he didn't know what he was feeling sad about.

Afterwards, it was smooth sailing, the toad palace won the laurel, and he was the number one scholar, traveling around the capital, full of vigor.

I still remember that day, the bustling crowd on Xianwen Road, the flowers scattered out of thin air fascinated his eyes.

With a helpless smile, he reined in the horse and stopped at the bridgehead, but across the flowers, willows, and crowd, he met the eyes of the girl on the tall building across the long street.She is leaning on the porch, with a green skirt and a white belt, her black hair is falling like water, and she doesn't say a word, taking over the amorous feelings.

He was slightly taken aback.But he was only slightly taken aback.

Turning around with a smile, looking away calmly, and at the same time confirming her identity in his heart.

The twin sisters in the capital have been widely discussed among their peers.In a sense, they satisfy all the fantasies that men have about their wives, such as talent, family, and appearance.

But these have nothing to do with him.

It was his own choice to work in Xuanzhou. His childhood ambitions have faded, and he is worthy of his original intention when he returns to his hometown to serve the people.He has no desire for the capital, and he doesn't know that someone has been waiting for him for so many years.

The snow in Xuanzhou has always been heavy, and the year Zhaomin came was no exception.The moment she got off the sedan chair, Wanli's white clothes instantly paled.She looked at him with a smile, her eyes were so hot and determined.

His hand holding the umbrella froze.

Beside the welcoming stone, what she said word by word was mixed in the wind and snow.

It still feels like a dream to him.

——Ji Xingzhi, if I admire you, would you marry me?

The sound of wind and snow has faded away.

She satisfied the vanity of men all over the world.But at that moment, he only felt let down and pity.

The plum-blossom umbrella moved aside, and he blocked the falling snow for her, but his voice was calm: "Thanks to the princess's love. I will never return to Beijing in this life." He lowered his eyes, not even daring to look at her expression.

Never return to Beijing.

But in the end he returned to Beijing.

He was surprised and puzzled when he received the letter from his mother.Mother said that she was going to Jokhang Temple to burn incense, met Mrs. Su, and stopped by Su's mansion as a guest, and now ordered him to pick her up in the capital.But he had heard about the Su family in Beijing, and they all had a bad reputation. How could his mother befriend Mrs. Su?Out of worry and apprehension, he went to Beijing anyway.He tossed and turned sleeplessly the night before he went to Beijing, and felt ashamed that the students from Xuanzhou Shufu were going to Beijing to rush for the exam at the right time, so he used the excuse of seeing him off, not knowing whose ears he was trying to deceive.

"Mrs. Ji gave birth to a good son. The more I look at it, the happier I am."

The chubby Mrs. Su held the embroidered handkerchief with her ten fingers, her eyes and brows were full of smiles.

Ji Xingzhi frowned secretly.

Mrs. Su then said in detail: "Speaking of which, the little girl in my family is just getting old now, and she looks passable. Just follow her sister. She really wants to marry a champion." Ji Xingzhi raised his eyes suddenly, but his mother Avoiding meeting his gaze, he replied with a smile: "Madam is modest, following the imperial concubine empress, how can I say that her appearance is passable, I'm afraid it is an alluring appearance."

He had a quarrel with his mother that night.Mother said, I thought you chose to be an official because of the honor of your ancestors, but now that you are shrunk down in a small Xuanzhou, you might as well resign from this official to marry a wife and have children, so that my Ji family can continue to be incensed.In the end, under the tearful eyes of his mother, he closed his eyes, then slowly squatted down, his heart was cold, "Mother, in this life, even if I die, I will never marry a wife."

Mrs. Ji was taken aback, and burst into tears, and was finally helped out by the servant girl.He was distraught too, not knowing how he got through the night.

On the second day he stayed in Su's residence, he met the Fourth Miss of the Su family.

Mrs. Su said that Xiao missed her sister Su Guifei.But what he saw, none of the eyebrows and eyes were similar.Even, Su Peiyu's appearance has no resemblance to Mrs. Su Su Shangshu.

Xu He really regretted it to death. Damn, why did he leave so early yesterday? He had never seriously liked anyone in his previous life. Of course, he didn't understand the pain of unrequited love.

Anyway, now he doesn't know when Zhao Min's deep affection came from, he has no impression of Ji Xingzhi, and he doesn't know what's so good about Ji Zhuangyuan, it's worth his sister's concern until now.But there is nothing right or wrong about this kind of thing. Could it be that he can still tie Ji Xingzhi here, or put a knife on Ji Xingzhi's neck "marry my sister or die"?

Well, his father doesn't need to do anything, his sister will strangle him to death first.

As the princess, she had waited so many years and confessed her love to Xuanzhou alone, so she lost all her dignity.Now I have to rely on the family to rob and force people, as if she is not wanted.It can be pissed off alive.

In the morning, Xu He came to the courtyard where Princess Zhaomin lived and knocked on the door.

After knocking for a long time, I heard his sister's tired voice, "Who?"

Xu He: "I, let me in."

He waited a little while, and the door opened.

Princess Zhaomin probably didn't sleep all night, she was still wearing yesterday's clothes, and her spirits were a little weak.Xu He stared at her red eyes, and asked, "Are you crying?" Zhao Min didn't even want to hide it, and rolled his eyes: "You are the only one who observes carefully." Xu He didn't feel that he said something wrong, his rare romantic moment He replied: "The camellias are blooming outside the temple, let me take you to see the flowers."

Zhao Min was amused by him, but she didn't want to give him face at all, "Okay, you go on your own, worry about yourself before worrying about me." Before being pushed out of the door, Xu He still tried to struggle: "It's really hard. Looks good." Zhao Min only said: "Then pick some back for me."

Xu He: "..." Hmph, confused.

Where did he get the mind to look at the camellia, now his mind is full of Su Shuangxu.

It wasn't until after Xu He left that Zhao Min sat back in front of the mirror again.The woman's eyes in the mirror were red, as if filled with blood, and her face was pale and bloodless, like a female ghost.

She stopped and said with a smile, "It's ugly."

Just as he opened the rouge box with his fingers, he suddenly heard footsteps in the yard, and suddenly lost interest, Zhao Min rubbed his forehead.Some headaches, do not know who to persuade.She tidied up in front of the mirror, and her temperament changed instantly, sweeping away the depressed look just now.

Zhaomin turned her head to see which old friend it was.But looking back, the whole person was stunned: "You?"

Two maids dragged cakes and tea behind, Yang Wan'er, dressed in apricot yellow, bowed profusely, smiling: "I'm here to visit the sister of the princess."

Zhaomin tried her best to maintain her expression: "Yes."

Yang Wan'er said: "Earlier before the third sister left the cabinet, she exchanged handkerchiefs with the princess. I often heard the third sister talk about the princess, and I admired the princess very much when I was young. Now that the third sister is married to another country, and she writes back home, it is also They will always ask about you. A few days ago, I entrusted the family to take care of you."

Zhaomin: "...Your third sister often talks about you to me."

Talk about a bunch of superb things about you, your mother and your brother, how domineering in the British government, how it made her tremble with anger.If it wasn't for Xu He's arrival just now and the door was still open, she wouldn't have let Yang Wan'er in.Although she didn't have much contact with her, what Yang Ningxue told her was enough for her to avoid this family.Go crazy, this Yang Wan'er.

Zhao Min raised her hand to see off the guests.

Yang Wan'er spoke first, and said in a low voice: "Princess, I know you may not understand me. Because the third sister doesn't like me...but I really respect and admire the third sister. You see, what she said about you She didn't say anything to me, but I wrote it down. She said you were stubborn and had poor eyesight..."

The sound is getting weaker.

Zhao Min slowly lowered his hands.She smiled on the skin: "Oh?"

That's amazing Yang Ningxue, after marrying so far away, a knife can still be stabbed into her chest.

Yang Wan'er said: "It's all nonsense, Princess, please don't be angry." She smiled shyly, and finally explained the purpose of her visit: "Princess, I saw that you look bad these two days, so I specially made some soup for you."

Zhaomin smiled: "If you have a heart, let it go.

"Anyway, she won't touch it, and she will pour it out later.

Yang Wan'er's eyes lit up, and she excitedly ordered the servant girl to put the plates on the table, put small dishes and bowls on the cloth, and open the soup box graciously.Poured it into a small bowl, and the rich soup spread in the room at once. She held the small bowl in her hand and put it to Zhaomin's mouth: "Do you want to taste it, princess?"

There is nothing to be courteous about, what to drink, Zhaomin backs off: "No, I don't have an appetite right now."

Yang Wan'er took it back with a disappointed face.

She looked timid, but she still tried her best to chat with Zhao Min. The content of the chat was miscellaneous, most of which were about Yang Ningxue.Zhaomin is still in a dull mood now, but after listening to some interesting stories from the past, she slowly calms down.I think of when I was a child, picking flowers and going out in the streets to parade new clothes with rouge and colors.It's just that after the empress fell ill, Bu Liuyue stayed behind closed doors, and her old playmates also married others.

She was a little lost in listening, so she let her continue.

After talking for an unknown amount of time, Yang Wan'er's face showed a parched look.Seeing her like this, Zhao Min poured her a cup of tea.Yang Wan'er was stunned, and then took it over flatteredly, she was so nervous that her sleeve accidentally knocked down the original bowl of soup.The hot soup splashed on something in an instant, something happened suddenly, Zhao Min was startled, Yang Wan'er was scalded and screamed, and when the cup in her hand was spilled, all the tea splashed on Zhao Min's face and mouth.

Zhao Min, who was eager to see if she was hurt, suddenly froze.It was the first time she had encountered such a thing since she was a child.

Yang Wan'er also panicked instantly, she couldn't care less about her injury, so she took out the handkerchief in her hand and wiped her face first.

The veil had a greasy aroma.

Zhao Min wanted to hide in disgust.

But Yang Wan'er panicked: "Princess, are you all right! Are you all right!"

The smell choked her so much that she couldn't recover.

Zhaomin held her wrist and said angrily, "It's fine."

Yang Wan'er was in a hurry.

Zhao Min vaguely felt that something was wrong, lowered her eyes, and stepped back: "I have received your wish. I am a little tired, and Tang stays here, you can go first."

Yang Wan'er wanted to say something, clutching her red fingers, but shook her head, got up and said: "Then... Princess, please rest well."

Zhaomin stared at the soup, poured it out after thinking about it for a second.

But before Yang Wan'er left, she suddenly sighed again, turned her head and said: "... Princess, in fact, I am here today, except for the reason of the third sister, and I was also entrusted by others." She frowned, a little sad : "I never understood why the third sister said you were stubborn. Now, I really know."

Zhaomin laughed and waited for her to leave.

Her waiting, her persistence was just following her own will, and it was not Yang Wan'er's turn to sympathize.

Picking up the pot of soup with a blank expression, the moment she picked it up, she found that there was actually a piece of paper under it.

Zhaomin didn't even want to look at anything, so she poured it out of the window with a pot.

At the end of the pour, something rolled out.

thump.

With a sound, it rolled in the grass, and she leaned over to look.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned.

A jade pendant, Ji Xingzhi's blood jade that blesses him when he was young when he came back from the gate of hell, is a precious thing to him.

She clung to the window with her fingers.

His expression was dazed, but his eyes were cold.

...Who on earth is setting her up?

Xue Chengyu stood tall in front of the abandoned mountain temple.

An old woman helped the pale woman in green to walk out slowly.

She forced herself to recall the bloody past, the smell of blood passed through the years and still made her sick.

She couldn't even stand up straight, and there were many dead faces in her mind. She pushed the old woman away with an ah, fell on the ground, and retched.

Xue Chengyu looked indifferently, waiting for her to speak.

The woman in green couldn't vomit, she was in a trance and even forgot why she came here... Oh, it was to repay Mr. Xue for his grace of redemption and shelter.Oh, Mr. Xue promised to send her back to her hometown.The bloody and brutal scenes flashed and flashed.

The head of the monk that was split horizontally, and the eyeballs that fell to the ground.

Nightmares.

She was so cold that she didn't even know how to speak.

Xue Chengyu glanced at the old woman.

The old woman understood instantly, and said: "Young master, this girl is afraid that she will remember the old things, and now she is almost scared to death."

Xue Chengyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the trembling woman on the ground again, and said in a cold voice: "Recall some other things."

The woman in green suddenly fell to the ground and burst into tears.

Seeing this, Xue Chengyu only spoke slowly.

"You are a barbarian from the land of Yan. Because of your outstanding dancing skills, your mother was recruited into Prince Yan's residence as a dancer."

His voice is like broken glass.

Shattering those ferocious evil spirits awakened her deeply buried, distant memories that seemed like a world away.

The bloody Yan Palace.

The mother who lightly dances in the palm of her hand.

"For a trivial matter, your mother angered Princess Yan and should have been executed. It was the kind-hearted Concubine Yan who made a secret move and took her as a personal servant girl to escape the catastrophe."

Her tears oozed out of her fingers.

……Yes.The concubine concubine has done good deeds, when she first saw her, the light and shadow were gentle, and the window grilles were gentle, every strand of her hair was plated with silver light, and she smiled gracefully.

"At that time, Concubine Yan and Concubine Yan were both pregnant, but King Yan was obviously biased and only favored Concubine Yan."

"On the night of Concubine Yan's delivery, the yard suddenly caught fire, killing two people. The cause of the fire is unknown, and it is said that a crazy woman did it."

Xue Chengyu's tone couldn't detect any joy or anger, he just said.

"Remember? The difference between the fire in King Yan's mansion and the fire in this temple is only three days. It just so happened that it was the time to ride the horse overnight from Yandi to the capital."

"what--"

The woman in green let out a sob.

Weeping uncontrollably.

The illusion in front of my eyes is chaotic, and the flames are blurred.

She finally remembered the truth.

I remembered the moment when the midwife took out the knife ferociously.

I remembered the raging fire.

I remembered the helpless and desolate expression on the side concubine's empress when she handed over the young son to her mother.