Rebirth: Marry a General instead of a Prince

Ever since she met He Dayong that day when she went out, Bai Zhiyuan had been feeling depressed for a few days. When she thought of Jiang Muyun living in Prince Yan's Mansion wearing her human skin mask, she felt extremely disgusted and depressed.

In the past few days, she was haunted by dreams of her past life. After leaving Shangjing for two years, she had not dreamed of the tragedy of her past life for a long time in the northern border. But since that day, Qi Zeyi and Jiang Muyun appeared in her dreams every night, disturbing Bai Zhiyuan's mental state in the past few days.

Wang Qing went to Prince Yan's Mansion to inquire about the news, but Prince Yan's Mansion was as secure as an iron barrel and he could not get any useful information.

That day, tormented by the dreams of the past few days, Bai Zhiyuan decided to go to Prince Yan's Mansion in person to check the truthfulness of He Dayong's words.

No one was more familiar with the Prince of Yan's Mansion than she was. She had walked through every brick and every corner in her previous life. If she went there in person, she might be able to get some useful information.

Bai Zhiyuan made a decision and soon ordered Tianxun to bring He Dayong over.

He Dayong was abducted by Tianxun. He was blindfolded. Perhaps Tianxun had used some tricks on him. His clothes were tattered and there were some scars on his face.

Tianxun brought him to Bai Zhiyuan and took off the blindfold. He Dayong suddenly gained light, his eyes were hurt by the light, he squinted slightly, his face full of panic.

But the moment he saw Bai Zhiyuan, the panic in his eyes became even greater.

He knelt down quickly, shouting, "Miss, spare me, I have told you everything I know."

Bai Zhiyuan smiled slightly and motioned Tianxun to help him up.

As soon as Tianxun touched He Dayong, He Dayong shrank back fiercely and said in fear: "Don't hit me!"

Bai Zhiyuan looked at Tianxun, who lowered his head and touched his nose awkwardly.

Bai Zhiyuan smiled softly and said, "Don't be afraid. With me here, they won't dare to do anything to you."

He Dayong was even more frightened after hearing this, thinking: You didn't order me to come here. But he didn't dare to show it on his face. With a swollen face, he trembled and said, "Miss, what's the matter with you calling me here?"

Bai Zhiyuan curled his lips and said, "Of course I want to borrow Doctor He's skills."

He Dayong didn't understand what was going on, so he smiled and said ingratiatingly, "Miss, if you want anything, send someone to tell me, and I'll be at your service. Why bother making such a fuss?"

Bai Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Doctor He is from the Prince of Yan's Palace. How can I invite you here without using some tricks?"

He Dayong had no idea what Bai Zhiyuan meant, and could only laugh dryly when he heard it.

Bai Zhiyuan said again: "I want to borrow your skills. This time, don't make my human skin mask, make your own face."

"Ah?" He Dayong was a little surprised and asked, "My own face?"

"This this……"

"What? You don't want to?" Bai Zhiyuan asked back.

"I dare not!" He Dayong said hurriedly, "But I don't know what the lady is going to use it for?"

Tian Xun said at the side: "This is none of your business. Just do whatever our lady tells you to do. Why are you asking so many questions?"

He Dayong seemed to be extremely afraid of Tianxun, and dared not say anything more after hearing what he said.

Bai Zhiyuan said gently, "It doesn't matter if you know. I will use your human skin mask to go to Prince Yan's Mansion."

After hearing this, He Dayong opened his mouth wide. What kind of woman had he offended?

Bai Zhiyuan asked: "What? Are you going to do it or not?"

Tian Xun was already rubbing his hands in anticipation, as if as soon as he said "no", he would be beaten up again.

He Dayong remembered that he had just sneaked out of Prince Yan's Mansion, and as soon as he walked out of the door, he was kidnapped and taken to a dark alley. Those people punched and kicked him, and he felt that several of his bones were broken.

Now, if he refused, he would probably be beaten unimaginably.

He Dayong was terrified. He thought for a moment and said, "Of course I will. It is my honor to serve you, young lady."

Bai Zhiyuan said with a smile: "I'll give you half an hour to finish it for me. You stay here until I come back today, and you are not allowed to go back to Prince Yan's Mansion, otherwise I will be exposed."

He Dayong groaned in his heart, but he did not dare to resist and had to agree obediently.

Half an hour later, Bai Zhiyuan got the human skin mask made by He Dayong. Although He Dayong was greedy and afraid of death, his craftsmanship was really good, no wonder Qi Zeyi kept him.

Bai Zhiyuan asked Ling Xiao to help her dress up like He Dayong. Soon, Bai Zhiyuan looked in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction. She now looked exactly like He Dayong.

But Ling Xiao was not as optimistic as Bai Zhiyuan. She asked with some concern, "Miss, do you really want to go to Prince Yan's Mansion like this?"

Seeing her worry, Bai Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Yeah, don't worry. With my skills, they can't do anything to me."

Ling Xiao was still worried and asked, "Why don't you take me with you, Miss?"

Bai Zhiyuan laughed: "How can I take care of you like this? Don't worry, I have to leave quickly."

Ling Xiao could only give up and watched Bai Zhiyuan leave with worry in his eyes.

Bai Zhiyuan didn't bring anyone with him. He disguised himself as He Dayong and swaggered into Prince Yan's Mansion.

She thought to herself: He Dayong's face is quite useful. At least he can get whatever he wants in Prince Yan's Mansion.

Bai Zhiyuan entered Prince Yan's Mansion. Everywhere was familiar. She had lived here for several years in her previous life. To her, this place was a cage and also the place where she finally lost her life.

After living a new life and returning here, she felt mixed emotions.

But now is not the time to think too much.

Relying on her memories of her previous life and He Dayong's narration, she walked all the way to the yard where Jiang Muyun lived.

She faced He Dayong's face, but no one stopped her. Instead, many people greeted her along the way. He Dayong was good at talking, and he must be doing well in Prince Yan's Mansion. It was a pity that he was too greedy, so she caught him.

When she walked into Jiang Muyun's yard, she ran into a maid-like woman. Seeing her, she said with joy, "Doctor He, you are finally here. Our aunt has been feeling a dull pain in the wound on her face these days. Please go and have a look."

Bai Zhiyuan remembered her. She was Jiang Muyun's personal maid, named Pei'er.

She did not speak, fearing that someone would discover her identity. She pointed to her throat. Pei'er, as a first-class maid, quickly understood what she meant and asked, "Doctor He, do you mean that your throat can't speak?"

Bai Zhiyuan nodded, Pei'er said a few more words of concern to her and welcomed her into Jiang Muyun's room.

As soon as Bai Zhiyuan stepped into the house, she felt that this place was somewhat familiar. Suddenly, she stopped abruptly. This house was exactly the house where she lived before she died in her previous life.

At that time, she was blind and was under house arrest. She didn't know where this was. She had never left since she came in. When she entered the door just now, she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Although she was blind at that time, she had lived here for so long, and that feeling made her understand as soon as she came in.

Bai Zhiyuan's hands were trembling slightly, and her feet seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. She had difficulty breathing and could not move her legs for a while.

The scenes before her death in her previous life reappeared before her eyes because she came here.

"What's wrong, Doctor He?" Pei'er's voice interrupted Bai Zhiyuan's thoughts.

Bai Zhiyuan suddenly came back to her senses, remembering that she was now dressed as He Dayong, she took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. After a long while, she slowly calmed down.

She forced a smile, waved at Pei'er, and pointed at her throat again. Pei'er quickly understood and said, "Doctor He is also sick, and he still hasn't forgotten our aunt."

Bai Zhiyuan then took a few more steps into the house, trying hard to suppress the nausea in his heart.

Until Jiang Muyun's voice came, "Is Doctor He here? Let him in quickly."

Pei'er then took Bai Zhiyuan into the inner room.

When Jiang Muyun saw her come in, he hurriedly said, "Doctor He, take a look at my face."

Bai Zhiyuan looked up, and the moment she saw Jiang Muyun, she was struck by lightning. It was a face exactly like hers.

It turns out that what He Dayong said was true.

Jiang Muyun really lives her life wearing her own human skin mask. Bai Zhiyuan feels so disgusted that he is about to vomit.

Seeing her shocked expression, Jiang Muyun thought something was wrong with her face and asked hurriedly, "Doctor He, what's wrong? Is it my face..."

Bai Zhiyuan couldn't say a word, but Pei'er said, "Don't worry, Auntie. Doctor He is sick today and can't make any sound."

Bai Zhiyuan stared at "her face" without blinking. Jiang Muyun did not find it strange and just thought that He Dayong was treating her.

After a long while, Bai Zhiyuan came back to his senses from the shock. Even though he had heard He Dayong say this before, he didn't expect to be so shocked when he saw it with his own eyes. But, what did Qi Zeyi mean?

Bai Zhiyuan casually answered Jiang Muyun, saying that her throat had not recovered yet, and quickly left the room that made her feel depressed.

When she came out of Jiang Muyun's yard and walked to an empty corner, she could no longer bear it and began to retch.