Rebirth: Marry a General instead of a Prince

It was unknown how much time had passed before Bai Zhiyuan stopped. She slowly raised her head and looked at the setting sun.

She stood up, turned slowly and walked towards Qi Zeyi's study.

She suddenly remembered what Xie Yunsong said when they were in the northern border. He said that men are always restless because they can't get what they want.

Bai Zhiyuan decided to go to Qi Zeyi's study to find out in person.

The sun was about to set, so she had to act quickly. If she waited for Qi Zeyi to come back, she was afraid that the risk of being exposed would increase.

Bai Zhiyuan arrived at Qi Zeyi's study with ease. As she expected, his study was guarded by many people and it would be difficult to get in.

But she was dressed as He Dayong at the moment, so she changed her mind, stopped hesitating, and strode forward until she reached the door of Qi Zeyi's study, where she was soon stopped.

She forced a smile and said in a low voice, "Sir, I am here on the orders of the prince to take a look at the portrait in his study. The prince ordered me to make a human skin mask, but I was afraid that the mask I made might not be detailed enough, so I wanted to go in and take a look."

The guard was unmoved and said, "How dare you! The prince's study is yours to enter whenever you want."

Bai Zhiyuan had already expected such an outcome. She looked around for a moment before saying, "Yes, I will come back to see you when the prince comes back."

After saying that, she turned and left.

Just when the guard thought she had gone far away, Bai Zhiyuan went around to the side of the study, and when the guard relaxed his vigilance, she gently pushed the window. Sure enough, it was open, and she jumped in.

It was all thanks to her familiarity with Qi Zeyi's study in her previous life. She knew that Qi Zeyi always liked to stand in front of this window and think, so he might not have closed this window, which gave her an opportunity.

Looking at the familiar study in front of him, Bai Zhiyuan didn't care about anything else and walked straight to the desk. Sure enough, there was a portrait of her lying on the desk.

Bai Zhiyuan looked at it for a moment and confirmed that the painting was from Qi Zeyi's hand. She had seen him paint in her previous life, but he had never painted for her. She didn't want to be reborn so that she could see him paint for her.

After seeing the portrait, Bai Zhiyuan finally understood Xie Yunsong's words. It turned out that it was because of her breaking off the engagement with Qi Zeyi that he realized that he had always liked her.

Bai Zhiyuan felt it was extremely ironic that she had given her true heart in her previous life, but what she got was betrayal and tragic death. In this life, she decided to cut off all ties with Qi Zeyi, but he still had deep feelings for her.

At this moment, many scenes flashed through Bai Zhiyuan's mind: Qi Zeyi's anger when she just broke off the engagement with him; when she and Xie Yunsong were in danger in Youzhou, and those assassins were clearly not coming for her; and the look on Qi Zeyi's face when he stopped her when she returned to Beijing this time.

It turns out that all of this has a traceable basis, and those things that were originally incomprehensible suddenly have answers at this moment.

But Qi Zeyi was so sick that she asked Jiang Muyun to pretend to be her.

Bai Zhiyuan couldn't help but feel even more contemptuous. If it weren't for He Dayong, she would never have imagined that her life would be like this.

Bai Zhiyuan looked at the portrait in front of him, which seemed to have been kneaded and stretched out again.

Everything that happened today made her feel extremely sick inside.

Bai Zhiyuan didn't want to stay here for another minute. She resisted the urge to destroy the portrait. She searched Qi Zeyi's study carefully, perhaps there would be something else useful here. But before she could find anything, she heard footsteps outside and the servants greeting her.

Qi Zeyi is back.

Bai Zhiyuan didn't dare to stay any longer and quickly jumped out of the window.

Thanks to her disguise today, she took advantage of the darkening sky and swaggered out of Prince Yan's Mansion. No one noticed her presence from beginning to end.

What she saw in Prince Yan's Mansion today was enough to shock her several times.

After Bai Zhiyuan returned to the mansion, took off her disguise and changed back to her original appearance, she ordered Tianxun to release He Dayong.

This person might still be useful if we keep him, so let him go back to Prince Yan's Mansion first.

Ling Xiao finally felt relieved when she saw her coming back. She said, "Miss, you are finally back. I was so worried."

Bai Zhiyuan was still immersed in the shock of today. She didn't hear Ling Xiao's words clearly. She asked, "What did you say?"

Ling Xiao touched her forehead and said, "Miss, are you okay?"

Bai Zhiyuan shook his head.

Ling Xiao continued, "Miss, you may have forgotten that tomorrow is your birthday. You asked me to invite a few ladies I know to come. I have already sent out the invitation and received replies. I think they will all come tomorrow."

Bai Zhiyuan just remembered this matter, but he didn't take it to heart. He said, "Just make the arrangements as you see fit."

Ling Xiao took the order and left.

Bai Zhiyuan's mind was still full of what she had seen today in Prince Yan's Mansion, and an lingering feeling of annoyance lingered in her heart.

Bai Zhiyuan was haunted by nightmares of her past and present lives all night, and by the next morning, her face had turned blue.

Seeing this, Ling Xiao hurriedly put on makeup for her and barely covered her face.

"Miss, I'm afraid the guests will be here soon. I see that you haven't been in good spirits these days, so you must cheer up today."

Bai Zhiyuan laughed. Ling Xiao always acted like a mother, taking care of everything for her. She joked, "Ling Xiao, whoever marries you will be blessed in the future. Why are you so attentive?"

Ling Xiao blushed and said, "Ling Xiao will not marry. Ling Xiao wants to accompany the young lady."

Bai Zhiyuan wanted to tease her a little more, but Wang Qing had already sent someone to report: "The guests have arrived."

After hearing this, Ling Xiao quickened his hands to help Bai Zhiyuan dress and make up.

When Bai Zhiyuan came out to greet the guests, there was a moment of surprise in her eyes.

In addition to some daughters of high-ranking officials, Prince Chen, Prince Yan, Prince Jin, and even the Eighth Prince, who was always unfriendly, were all there.

Bai Zhiyuan looked at Ling Xiao with a puzzled look. Her mind had not been on the birthday party at all in the past few days. She had also told Ling Xiao to keep everything simple, but it didn't seem like it would be simple today.

Ling Xiao was just as confused as she was. Bai Zhiyuan understood that perhaps because she had just returned to Beijing, many people who wanted to take this opportunity to get involved with General Weiyuan's Mansion had heard of her birthday and all came uninvited.

It was really interesting. In her previous life, after her Bai family fell into decline, she had asked many people for help, but no one helped her. But in this life, they all came to please her.

After Bai Zhiyuan figured this out, he quickly returned to his normal self, welcoming the guests one by one and preparing tea and snacks for everyone.

"Everyone, I just returned to Beijing, so today's birthday banquet was a little hasty to prepare. Please forgive me."

"How could that be? As soon as we entered General Weiyuan's Mansion, we felt the atmosphere of a general's family. We really liked it..."

Many people echoed: "Yes, it does have a unique flavor..."

"I heard that Princess Rong'an has perfectly inherited General Weiyuan's martial arts, and her deeds in the northern border are even more courageous and resourceful. It is true that a tiger father will have a dog daughter..."

"Yes, anyone who can marry the Princess of Rong'an must have accumulated blessings for several lifetimes..."

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Bai Zhiyuan listened to everyone's chattering, with a faint, decent smile on his face all the time, and he didn't agree with a word from beginning to end.