The legitimate daughter becomes cannon fodder? Rebirth to overthrow the system's fatality

The carriage stopped steadily outside the Prime Minister's Mansion. Chu Heng got off the carriage first, then turned around and carefully helped the person down.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for sending my daughter back home so late." Cheng Zongyang walked forward with a smile, very satisfied with Chu Heng's performance.

"It's getting late, so I won't go in to bother you. I'll go back to the palace first." Chu Heng nodded slightly, looking very elegant.

Cheng Zongyang bowed and said, "Your Highness, take care."

Chu Heng looked at Cheng Jiuyuan. Cheng Jiuyuan bowed slightly and watched him flip over swiftly and leave with his men.

Cheng Zongyang looked at Chu Heng's back and sighed, "Your Highness the Fifth Prince is truly a gentleman who knows when to advance and when to retreat."

Cheng Jiuyuan brought the two maids back to Feiyuan Pavilion. She was not used to having someone keep watch at night, so after bathing and washing up, she let the two maids go downstairs.

She was a light sleeper to begin with, and tonight on New Year's Eve, the constant 'bang bang bang' sounds of fireworks outside the house made it difficult for her to fall asleep.

She simply took a book and leaned against the head of the bed to read.

There was a hustle and bustle outside the window, and a charcoal fire was burning in the house, making it warm as spring, with occasional sounds of wicks popping and books turning pages.

Before he knew it, it was almost midnight. The noise outside the window was still there, but Cheng Jiuyuan felt a little sleepy.

Just then, there was a movement near the window.

Cheng Jiuyuan sat up, and soon someone came in through the window. It was the "upright gentleman" who knew when to act as Cheng Zongyang had mentioned.

"How did you come?"

Chu Heng stood by the window without moving.

Under the dim candlelight, the woman seemed to have just finished a bath. Her hair was still a little damp and casually draped over her shoulders. The loose white pajamas could not hide her graceful curves. Her pretty little face was clean and flawless, as pure and elegant as a lotus in clear water. There seemed to be a faint fragrance floating in the air.

Chu Heng looked away, "On the reunion night, I will naturally come to find you."

Cheng Jiuyuan recalled that he had also come to look for her late at night on last year's New Year's Eve, but he was not as bold as he is now. He only dared to stare at the direction of her boudoir from the roof opposite.

Cheng Jiuyuan put down the book, lifted the quilt, and put on her shoes and coat.

"Isn't the New Year's Eve banquet in the palace considered a reunion?"

Chu Heng turned his gaze back and looked at her seriously and said, "With so many people here, how can this be called a reunion?"

At this moment, there was a sound of rapid fireworks rising into the sky outside the window. Cheng Jiuyuan walked to the window and pushed it open.

The scenery outside the window is like a painting, with a bright moon at midnight, fireworks falling like snow in the sky, and the whole yard filled with the fragrance of plum blossoms.

The cold air hit my face, and suddenly my shoulders felt warm.

"Don't catch a cold." Chu Heng tied her cloak and stood with her in front of the window to watch the fireworks.

When you watch fireworks falling from the sky, it looks like falling stars.

"You know what? There's a saying in the other world I went to that if you make a wish when a star falls, your wish will come true."

After Cheng Jiuyuan finished speaking, she clasped her hands together and closed her eyes.

"The sun has its dawn, the moon has its brightness,

Wealth and prosperity, longevity and health,

"The new year is peaceful and the joy is endless."

I wish my uncle to be rich and prosperous, my grandparents to be healthy and long-lived, and those around them to be happy and joyful.

After saying that, she opened her eyes, turned her head, and smiled at him.

Chu Heng slowly raised his lips and took her into his arms.

"What a blessing to meet you."

She raised her head from her arms, "No, meeting you is my luck."

No matter it is the past life or this life.

Their eyes met, their gazes moving and sparkling.

He slowly lowered his head and their lips met.

Unlike the first time when it was just a quick taste, this was a real kiss.

The kiss was witnessed only by the fireworks outside the window, gentle and romantic.

He kissed her devoutly, tenderly and lovingly.

After a long time, the two separated, both of them feeling a little breathless.

Seeing her lips become even redder, he reached out and touched them carefully with his fingertips, his eyes full of tenderness.

A tingling sensation spread from my lips to my heart, and a red cloud rose on my face belatedly.

Cheng Jiuyuan blocked his hand and pushed him out of the window: "You should go back."

Seeing that she was shy, Chu Heng stopped teasing her.

"Okay, then you go to bed early, I'll come back tomorrow."

Chu Heng climbed out of the window and left the room, disappearing into the moonlight.

Cheng Jiuyuan closed the window, as if to shut out the embarrassing scene.

She touched her chest, her heart felt like it was about to jump out of her chest.

In her two lifetimes, she had never been so close to a man.

But the taste is not disgusting, but rather... wonderful.

Cheng Jiuyuan returned to bed, the scene just now kept replaying in her mind, making it even more difficult to fall asleep.

After Chu Heng left the prime minister's residence, Shan Lan jumped down from the eaves.

"Master, are you in a good mood?"

The smile on Chu Heng's lips widened a little.

This scene happened to fall into the eyes of Chu Ze, who was drinking under the moon on a tall building in the distance.

He didn't know why he came here.

Seeing Chu Heng flying out of the prime minister's residence, he crushed the wine jug in his hand.

Chu Heng, you deserve to die!

……

The next day, Cheng Jiuyuan went to the main courtyard and then returned to the courtyard.

There is less than half a month left until Chu Heng’s birthday, so she has to hurry.

After cutting the cloth, she sat in the room and began to prepare the birthday gift stitch by stitch.

It was almost nine o'clock in the morning when Mu Jin hurried in, looking panicked.

"Miss, the Fifth Prince was assassinated and is said to be in critical condition."

Cheng Jiuyuan threw away her needle and thread, stood up and was about to enter the palace.

Chu Heng said he would come today. Given his personality, he should have shown up a long time ago.

She thought he was tripped up by something, but she didn't expect that he was assassinated.

Cheng Jiuyuan arrived at the Zichen Palace without any obstruction, and happened to meet Emperor Zhaolie who was about to leave.

Cheng Jiuyuan bowed and looked towards the inner room anxiously.

Emperor Zhaolie comforted him: "Don't worry, he didn't..."

"Ouch! It hurts..." Chu Heng's cry of pain from the inner room interrupted Emperor Zhaolie's words.

Emperor Zhaolie took a look inside and hurried away with Eunuch Quan.

Cheng Jiuyuan walked quickly into the inner room and saw Chu Heng lying on the bed with a painful look on his face.

"What happened? How did you run into an assassin? Where are you injured?"

"I met him when I returned to the palace yesterday."

Seeing Chu Heng holding his chest and wailing, Cheng Jiuyuan subconsciously sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to take off his clothes.

He was only wearing one piece of clothing, and his strong chest was smooth, without the hideous wounds as imagined. Cheng Jiuyuan was ready to turn him over.

"Is it your back that's injured?"

Chu Heng grabbed Cheng Jiuyuan's wrist. Cheng Jiuyuan didn't wipe it off for a moment. It was only when her face was pressed against his naked chest that she reacted.

"Chu Heng!!"

At this time Shan Lan came in with medicine: "Master, the imperial physician said that although it is only the toe that is injured, we cannot be careless. This is..." After seeing the situation in the room clearly, his voice stopped abruptly.

Her master was leaning against the head of the bed with his chest bare and a half-smile on his face, while Miss Cheng's cheeks were flushed, and she didn't know whether she was embarrassed or angry.

What is this play? The master is like a bully who flirts with a decent woman.

Cheng Jiuyuan narrowed his eyes and asked dangerously, "You only hurt your toes?"

Chu Heng fastened his clothes and coughed lightly: "Don't look down on your toes, they are as important as other parts of your body."

Cheng Jiuyuan gritted his teeth. Who wanted to discuss with him whether toes were important?

No wonder Emperor Zhaolie was not in a hurry just now, it was her concern that made him confused.

Cheng Jiuyuan turned and left.

Chu Heng quickly stood up and grabbed her wrist: "Yuan'er, I was wrong."

Cheng Jiuyuan didn't respond to him.

"Yuan'er, I really know I was wrong. I was going to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion early in the morning, but my father heard that I was assassinated and brought the imperial physician to stop me. He insisted on checking me before he was relieved. I just wanted to see your worried look, so I acted foolishly..."

Cheng Jiuyuan tilted her head: "Are you satisfied with my reaction? Do you know that when I heard that you were dying, I..."

Chu Heng was stunned and looked at Shan Lan who was standing beside him. Shan Lan lowered his brows guiltily.

"Sorry……"

When Cheng Jiuyuan saw Shan Lan's expression, she knew that he had acted on his own initiative.

Cheng Jiuyuan sighed and looked down at his black and blue toes: "Don't you want your precious toes anymore?"

Then he pushed him to sit on the bed.

"Are you not angry anymore?"

Cheng Jiuyuan snorted coldly.

Chu Heng apologized for a long time before Cheng Jiuyuan's expression looked better.

"Do you know who sent the assassin?"

"Don't think twice, Chu Ze."

The prince just fell, and he is so impatient?

"What have you done recently to provoke him to jump off the wall?"

Chu Heng sneered: "There will be a battle sooner or later, what difference does it make whether it's early or late?"

He could guess some of Chu Ze's thoughts. After today, the false harmony between him and Chu Ze was completely broken.