The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

The aroma of strong liquor mixed with the scent of flowers filled the entire yard.

It's great to be alive. Shi Anxia watched Bei Hui and the others busy cleaning up the leftovers, and watched Hong Que coming and going in the yard.

Everyone is still alive, and all roads are heading in the direction they want. Everything is just right.

The two returned to the study. Shi Anxia made some tea herself and lit a unique ambergris, which made people feel relaxed when they smelled it.

That set of tea set was a gift from Mr. Mo. It was made of rock mud and had a rough feel.

There is a picture carved on the outer wall of the cup. In the picture, a woman is making tea for her husband, just like them now.

Shi Anxia smiled and said, "I wonder how many people in this world have the same chance to start over as we did, to regain what we lost?" She suddenly remembered, "Sister-in-law! When Shi Yunxing just died, my sister-in-law also had dreams about her past life."

"Did she take it seriously?" Cen Yuan rubbed the texture of the rock mud teacup with his fingers. It was a rare opportunity for him to sit down and chat.

"She didn't take it seriously at first. She thought it was a dream, and I happened to resolve her dream. She thought dreams were the opposite of reality. But later, when it came to her grandfather's matter, my sister-in-law took what I said seriously, so she deliberately leaked the manuscript to Qin Xianbai, so that he would suffer the consequences."

Cen Yuan drank the cup of tea with a faint smile. The temperature was just right and the aroma was just right.

Shi Anxia held her cheek with one hand and felt the temperature of the teacup with the other. "I'm just worried that if someone who is good at planning dreams of his past life and sets a trap first, we will be passive. We should be careful about everything and don't be careless."

Cen Yuan nodded, "I have prepared several backup plans for each step."

Shi Anxia sighed, "Actually, I'm not worried about anything else, I'm just worried about you." She sat beside him and raised her hand to gently press his shoulder blade, "Did you tear the wound when you pulled the bow?"

He held her hand, lowered his head, and looked at her pink cheeks. "Just give me a kiss, and the wound will be healed."

Shi Anxia raised her smiling almond eyes and asked, "What if I don't?"

"Then I..." Cen Yuan quickly kissed her on the face, ran out of the room with a smile, then stepped back and stuck his head out, "I can kiss you too."

Shi Anxia maintained a gentle smile, and a scene exactly the same as the one in front of her flashed through her mind.

Cen Yuan also seemed to remember that in her previous life, the imperial study was brightly lit in the middle of the night.

Bei Hui was guarding outside the door, so he stayed with the Empress Dowager at ease.

At that time, he was single, and she was also single. But because of their special status, they still couldn't let others know about their relationship.

He was grinding ink for her while she was reviewing memorials.

He tested her, "I don't know when you can go far away with me? The world is so big, everywhere is home. What's the point of guarding this palace?"

The Xiao family's empire has been destroyed to this extent, how can a woman be allowed to clean up the mess in front of everyone?

Empress Dowager Huizheng sighed heavily and put down the brush in her hand. "If this palace is occupied by the Wan people, even if the world is big, there is no place for us. Cen Yuan, we have to defend the palace in order to defend the world of the North Wing!"

"So you want me to fight for you?" He crossed his arms and smiled, trying to control her. "If you kiss me, I will fight for the North Wing."

She raised her almond eyes to look at him, "What if I don't?"

"Then I..." Cen Yuan kissed her secretly, then quickly ran away, then came back and leaned out half of his body, "I can kiss you too."

Then he turned back completely, just like now, holding her face in his hands and holding her in his strong arms.

In her previous life, Queen Dowager Huizheng stood on tiptoe, like a soft cat, raised her face and took the initiative to kiss his cheek with her cold lips...

At this time, too.

He turned back, gently held her face, and looked at her eyes carefully.

In this life, she was no longer the Empress Dowager Huizheng who was burdened by national crisis. She was his wife who was married after three letters and six ceremonies and eight sedan chairs... This thought made Cen Yuan's brain heat up.

Maybe it was because of the wine, which made people drunk even without the wine. Maybe it was because the way Ju Wuzhong looked at Geya tonight was too alluring, as if he wanted to see through her past and present lives... Cen Yuan was greatly stimulated and felt dizzy at the moment.

Even though he was half drunk, he embraced her and fell into the wide chair, and his hot breath blew into Shi Anxia's eardrums.

Shi Anxia's heart thumped again.

It only took a moment to become stable.

She lay in his arms like a soft kitten, looking at him, and he also looked down at her.

He didn't make any unnecessary movements, just simply hugged her like that. He felt that he could live his life again, so what else could he not be satisfied with?

Hongque was about to call for help outside the house, but Beihui covered her mouth and dragged her away.

Dragged to the shadow, Bei Hui pinched Hong Que's face and said, "Are you a fool?"

"Ah?" Hong Que had no idea what was going on and looked bewildered. "Old Madam Tang just sent Nanny Zhong to ask Madam to come over. Don't I have to report it?"

"Even if the king of heaven comes, he can't go in now." Bei Hui glared at Hong Que, "You have no sense."

Hong Que smiled. "Why should I ask for help? Isn't there Sister Bei Hui?" She leaned close to Bei Hui's ear and asked, "Are the Madam and the Young Master..."

Bei Hui smiled from ear to ear, "If they can be like this every day, I won't have to worry."

"What are you worried about?" Hong Que was puzzled. "They can't consummate their marriage during the mourning period anyway."

"Even if you don't consummate the marriage, you still have to... Hey, why am I telling you all this, a little girl who hasn't grown up yet?"

Hong Que smiled and said, "Sister Bei Hui, aren't you still unmarried? Tell me quickly if there is someone you like and let Madam make the decision for you."

As soon as the words fell, two serious but blushing people in the room lifted the curtain and came out...

Unlike the coziness in the Young Master's Mansion, the Li family is now arguing heatedly.

Sitting at the head of the table was none other than Empress Dowager Jiqing, who had been hiding in Chen's mansion for many days.

Today, while everyone's attention was focused on the Jinghua Arena, she secretly returned to the Li family.

Not only Empress Dowager Jiqing but also Prince Jin returned to the Li family.

The Prince of Jin had a scraggly beard and a dejected look on his face. When he saw the Queen Mother, he rushed forward, hugged her legs and started crying.

Can the Queen Mother's legs be hugged easily? She has been relying on the longevity cream to survive until today, but when the Prince of Jin pounced on her, the skin on her legs was immediately broken.

The Queen Mother screamed miserably, howled like a ghost and slapped the Prince of Jin in the face, stopping his crying abruptly.

The Queen Mother's eyes were blurred with pain. "Quick, give me the medicine!"

No one in the Li family had ever taken close care of the Empress Dowager, so how would they know what medicine she wanted?

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and no one moves.

Fortunately, Li Lanzhi is a wise person. "The Empress Dowager wants the longevity cream."

The Li family was in a panic. That was a banned drug. Where could they get the longevity cream for her?