Was the whole group wiped out in the previous life? Reborn to drag the crippled king into the bridal

A luxurious carriage slowly drove away from the Prince Yu's Palace.

Sitting on the armrests of the carriage are the shadow of fog, the shadow of the moon and the shadow of wind, among which the shadow of fog is driving the carriage.

In the carriage were Chu Xuanchi sitting in a wheelchair, and Mo Zhaohua sitting opposite him.

There was a lantern hanging on the roof. As the carriage moved, the lantern swayed gently and the light was a little hazy.

The handsome man and beautiful woman faced each other in silence, and the silent atmosphere made the carriage a little awkward.

Mo Zhaohua wanted to speak, but she didn't know where to start, so she hoped that Chu Xuanchi would speak.

"Zhao Zhao, do you know why I said during the meal that whatever Zhao Zhao likes, I will like too?"

Chu Xuanchi finally broke the silence as Mo Zhaohua wished, and the atmosphere became ambiguous as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Is it because Brother Xuan Chi has suffered so much that he has no requirements for food, and Zhao Zhao has been picky since he was a child?"

Mo Zhaohua looked up some information about southern Xinjiang. The environment there was harsh, the army was short of food and fodder, and the conditions were even worse.

Not to mention the first few years after he arrived, even after he made a name for himself in the army, he must have often suffered from hunger.

After Chu Xuanchi suffered a great change, he was bullied a lot in the palace. Not to mention eating well, even eating enough became a problem.

Later, I went to southern Xinjiang, where I also suffered from hunger and cold. Now I am really not picky about food, and anything I can eat is enough.

But his words had nothing to do with this. "No, it's because I love you and your dog, Zhao Zhao. I am attracted to you."

Mo Zhaohua had guessed before that he already believed in him, but he never thought that he was still moved. His eyes widened slightly.

She felt her throat was a little dry for some reason, and she swallowed before speaking, "Brother Xuanchi, you..."

"Zhao Zhao, no matter what your feelings for Chu Xuanhan were, from now on you will be mine, my sweetheart."

Chu Xuanchi always hated to drag things out, and he was also decisive when it came to feelings. Once he made up his mind, he would say it out loud.

Mo Zhaohua had fallen in love with him before her death because of his protection in her previous life, and she couldn't help falling in love with him when he showed his love to her.

She took a deep breath and said, "Brother Xuan Chi, although it is important for a woman to be reserved, Zhao Zhao still wants to say that Zhao Zhao also likes you."

No matter why he suddenly trusted her, even if he just wanted to rebel against her, she didn't mind. Sooner or later, she would let him see her true heart.

Hearing her response, Chu Xuanchi also breathed a sigh of relief, "Zhao Zhao..."

Mo Zhaohua explained solemnly, "Zhao Zhao may have had a little affection for Prince Qi, but that was all."

Chu Xuanchi wanted to show her his heart, "I believe you."

Mo Zhaohua leaned forward, put his arms around his waist, buried his head in his arms and whispered, "Brother Xuanchi..."

Before she died in her previous life, she wanted to hug him so much, but her limbs had been broken long ago, and she couldn't even crawl to his side.

She had been planning for this for so long in her life, and finally had this opportunity. She didn't want to wait even a moment and took the initiative to hug him.

Chu Xuanchi's body froze instantly, his Adam's apple rolled, and even his voice sounded strange, "Zhao Zhao..."

"Shh..." Mo Zhaohua's eyes were sore and his voice was slightly choked, "Let me hold you for a while, just a while."

Chu Xuanchi didn't understand why she wanted to cry, but he didn't ask. He just put his arms around her and said, "Okay..."

Mo Zhaohua was afraid that Chu Xuanchi would become suspicious, so he didn't cry in the end. He adjusted his mood and left his arms.

Her face flushed, her ears were tinged with red, and she whispered awkwardly, "Brother Xuanchi, Zhaozhao is fine."

Chu Xuanchi wanted to tease her, "Are you sure you've hugged me enough? We're not in a hurry. Zhao Zhao can hold me for a while longer."

Mo Zhaohua was embarrassed and ashamed, his voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, "There will be plenty of opportunities in the future, right?"

"Zhao Zhao is right, haha..." Chu Xuanchi laughed heartily and had great expectations for the future.

Mo Zhaohua lifted the carriage curtain and looked out. "The night in Shengjing City is so lively. Even the Qiqiao Festival is so grand."

Chu Xuanchi glanced along the lifted corner and said, "Yes, even in the New Year in Southern Xinjiang, there is no such lively scene."

Mo Zhaohua lowered the car curtain and asked distressedly, "Brother Xuanchi, you have had a hard time in Southern Xinjiang these years, right?"

Chu Xuanchi nodded, "I did suffer a lot when I first went there, but it was all worth it. It was the suffering that made me achieve my military exploits."

Mo Zhaohua had never experienced the hardships of life and could not imagine it. "Did you ever think of giving up when you were in the most difficult time?"

Chu Xuanchi was very firm, "No, because there has always been a voice encouraging me, allowing me to stand up again even if I fall down."

"Yes..." Mo Zhaohua couldn't bear it, but after a little hesitation he still asked, "Is it the Imperial Concubine?"

Emperor Wenzong had two concubines, in addition to Concubine Chunhui, the mother of Prince Jin, there was also Concubine Chunxian, the mother of Chu Xuanchi.

It was just that Concubine Chunxian's maternal family was destroyed. In order to completely clear the name of her maternal family in front of Emperor Wenzong, she threw herself against a pillar and died.

Unfortunately, her death only caused Chu Xuanchi to lose his mother at a young age and lose his last support, but failed to change the charges against the Duke of Huguo's Mansion.

In his previous life, Chu Xuanchi worked hard to redress the injustice done to the Duke of Huguo's Mansion, but until they were burned to death, their injustice was never redressed.

When mentioning his mother, the light in Chu Xuanchi's eyes dimmed instantly. He lowered his head slightly, and those childhood memories flooded into his mind.

The majestic grandfather, the kind grandmother, the majestic uncle, the dignified aunt, and the gentle mother...

When they were still around, he was the most favored prince in the palace, and his glory even surpassed that of the queen's legitimate son at one point.

At that time, some people even discussed that given Emperor Wenzong's great favor, perhaps the rule of establishing a legitimate heir should be abolished with him.

Who would have thought that the once-prominent Duke of the Guardian's Mansion would be wiped out, and his mother would die in front of him with a bloody head.

His father, who had once taken great care of him, no longer saw him, and his brothers and sisters, who had always surrounded him, began to bully him.

In the end, even the palace servants who were supposed to serve him dared to bully him, not giving him enough food to eat and not giving him enough clothes to keep warm.

After three years of inhuman life, the ten-year-old boy saw clearly the fickleness of human nature and the cruelty of the world.

Mo Zhaohua saw that his eyes were hazy and he was obviously lost in bad memories. He regretted that he should not have mentioned the imperial concubine.

She apologized with guilt and sadness, "I'm sorry, Brother Xuanchi, it's Zhaozhao's fault for bringing up your sad story..."

"No, it's you!" Chu Xuanchi gathered his thoughts, "Zhao Zhao, your kindness to me when you were a child is the most powerful support."

Mo Zhaohua was surprised and relieved, "Really? I didn't expect Zhao Zhao could help Brother Xuan Chi."

Chu Xuanchi smiled and said, "Didn't Zhao Zhao help me when she was in the palace? But you were too young to remember it?"

The year they first met, Mo Zhaohua was only five years old. He probably couldn't remember this down-and-out boy, right?

Unexpectedly, Mo Zhaohua said, "Not young anymore. When Zhao Zhao first met Brother Xuan Chi, he was already five years old."

Chu Xuanchi was surprised and delighted, and could hardly believe his ears, "Zhao Zhao also remembers that day?"