After marrying Slag Gong, I can do anything [Rebirth]

Feng Yu:?

If his father is in good health and fights for a long time, he really has no chance of succeeding to the throne.

Hearing Qi Siyu's voice, it must be for him to get upright quickly.

Isn't that the same as patricide?

However, Qi Siyu still refused to admit it, and a set of high-sounding words would be hard for him to convince himself.

Qi Siyu seemed to see through what Feng Yu was thinking before he spoke, with a smile like a naughty little devil, and said with a grin: "Whether Sanskrit can survive or not depends entirely on His Highness the Crown Prince's choice."

On the one hand is the lover who has been in love for many years, and on the other is the biological father who has nurtured him.

It's really a dilemma, Qi Siyu...

Feng Yu looked at him sharply like a knife: "Did Gu and Your Highness ever have Liang Zi?"

No injustice, no enmity, how could Qi Siyu let him make such a choice?

Qi Siyu thought to himself, you are in love with the original little highness, but with me, that is a life-for-life grievance.

He said: "What did His Royal Highness say? I am doing it for the sake of Sanskrit. If His Highness can't choose one of the two, it's better for him to stay in the Feng Clan to cultivate and live. Heaven is not a good place for him."

His death back then was full of doubts.

After being reborn as Qi Siyu, he relied on a lot, and many things he wanted to check naturally surfaced at the same time as he revealed his identity.

He didn't know that a little fox could make the Lord of Heaven and Earth so afraid.

He is not a person who is hot-headed, and he has also thought about the reason why the Emperor of Heaven did what he did. After all, he knows very little, and it is difficult to pry into it.

He also called those who can use it to investigate carefully, but the emperor of heaven, like a saw-mouthed gourd, has never touched the human body.

It was his wrong thinking, such a dirty thing, the Emperor of Heaven did it in a secret way, so it is probably not like others know about it.

Of course, Qi Siyu wanted to seek revenge from the Emperor of Heaven, and he knew a reason for being alive again.

Sometimes it is not necessarily a good thing to get revenge.

Qi Siyu sat limp as if he had no bones: "His Royal Highness, are you willing to marry me?"

Feng Yu didn't speak for a while.

At that time, the water was turbulent, bringing up colorful ribbons of water plants, swaying, trying to attract the eyes.

Qi Siyu moved his fingertips lightly, and the surroundings regained calm. He looked in Feng Yu's direction with eyes covered with white silk, and insisted on waiting for an answer.

Feng Yu was very reluctant in his heart. From the beginning to the end, he only wanted to join Sanskrit.

But he can no longer do whatever he wants: "Well."

Qi Siyu couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, he was sore and hurt, and he didn't want Feng Yu to be happy: "Then we can no longer be in harmony with Sanskrit."

Feng Yu was obviously displeased: "Why?"

Oh?

Qi Siyu raised his eyebrows: "There is no dissolution of nationality in my Feng clan, only widowhood. Does His Royal Highness want to try?"

Feng Yu: ...

When did the Feng Clan come up with this rule, why didn't he know?

Feng Yu suspected that Qi Siyu was lying to him, but there was no evidence yet.

With a smile on his face, Qi Siyu sat up slightly, like a cat who is too lazy and wants to save his image: "Your Highness, the freedom to play Sanskrit, or your life?"

Feng Yu lost the patience to continue pestering him, and said coldly: "Someone will send you back later, so I have to take a step ahead."

Qi Siyu pretended to be surprised: "Oh, His Royal Highness is so incapable of taking jokes. Before I finished speaking, it would be too ungentlemanly to leave me drunk and leave alone."

"Your Highness Si Yu speaks eloquently and thinks clearly. I don't think he is too drunk. This is the East China Sea Dragon Palace, which is equivalent to the second Phoenix Clan. I believe that His Highness is very safe and does not need to be alone."

"Your Highness the Crown Prince doesn't know something. I have been pleased with His Highness for a long time, and I want to spend more time with His Highness."

The veins on Feng Yu's forehead twitched, and he believed his evil.

Without Qi Siyu's jokes, Feng Yu had already disappeared.

Qi Siyu smiled in the background of the seaweed that was swaying in the wind again. It's a sin to be so impatient.

The answer Qi Siyu failed to get from Feng Yu was conveyed by the Emperor's servant half a month later.

The two are a perfect couple, and they are a good story, so they are married, and they will be married on the eighteenth day of next month.

When Qi Huachi came looking for him with news, he was lying on the sycamore tree, eating fruit, listening to the chirping of two little birds.

"On the day when the snow-white little fox turned into a man, the scholar who raised him only felt that he saw the most beautiful thing in the world, and his eyes were straight."

"The scholar doesn't know how to describe love at first sight, but he thinks he just fell in love with the little fox, which is unforgettable."

"Humans and demons are always on different paths, how can they be together because of love."

Qi Siyu listened with great interest, and even Qi Huachi sat next to him without moving, and was very focused.

Qi Huachi didn't hear what the little bird was saying at first, and before he could speak, Qi Siyu raised his hand to restrain him, so he pricked up his ears to listen.

"...The wind and rain beat on the eaves this night, making a tick-tock-tick sound, and the voices in the house were lingering and ambiguous, so harmonious."

"The little fox suffers for love, was made to cry by the scholar, his waist is sore, his legs are soft, his fair cheeks are pink, and he has a good brother in his mouth—"

The two little birds blinked and disappeared.

Qi Siyu was so engrossed in listening, he stopped abruptly, and said 'tsk' in dissatisfaction: "What are you doing?"

Qi Huachi didn't know when his little phoenix would like to hear such things, it really made people blush.

"Restrain yourself, no one will criticize you no matter how you behave in the Feng Clan, if you go to heaven and behave like this, people will laugh at you for nothing."

Qi Siyu didn't care: "Then I'll just say that Feng Yu can't do it."

Qi Huachi looked blank: "What does this have to do with Feng Yu?"

"If he can do it, how can I have the time to listen to this stuff?"

Qi Huachi: ...

excuse me.

After Qi Siyu finished the joke, he squeezed the fruit and said, "Tell me, why are you looking for me?"

Seeing that he was finally willing to talk about business, Qi Huachi breathed a sigh of relief: "The marriage decree has come down, and we will get married on the eighteenth next month."

Qi Siyu: "Oh."

The reaction was quite indifferent, as if it wasn't him who wanted to marry Feng Yu earlier.

Qi Huachi looked at him carefully: "You don't seem to be happy."

Qi Siyu put down the fruit, took the snow-white handkerchief to clean his hands, coughed a few times, and said with a subterranean smile: "Oh, I'm so happy to finally be able to marry His Royal Highness the Crown Prince whom I've always been thinking of. If things come true, are you also happy for me?"

Qi Huachi: "... Forget it, I'm the one talking too much. Now that the decree has come down, you should take it seriously. The father has already ordered people to start preparations. Marriage to the prince of the heaven is a big event, and you are his favorite. My youngest son, this marriage must be earth-shattering. Don't make any mistakes along the way."

Qi Siyu sighed: "Second brother, how unreliable am I in your heart?"

Qi Huachi: "Not really."

Qi Siyu snorted, and suddenly thought of someone, with great interest: "Does Yue Qing know?"

Qi Huachi was speechless: "What are you trying to do?"

"It's nothing. Didn't he say before that with him here, he would never let Feng Yu marry me? Now that the emperor's decree has been made, I would like to know how he can stop him, whether he wants to kidnap Feng Yu on the day of the wedding, or find someone to come Disrupt this prosperous wedding."

"Then he is finished too. The Emperor of Heaven will not tolerate this kind of person alive. He can't afford to lose this person."

Qi Siyu leaned back against the sycamore tree, softly: "Let's wait and see."

Qi Huachi really didn't understand his younger brother, who obviously wanted to marry the person he liked, but showed an indifferent look.

I also asked him if he really liked Feng Yu, and he said he did, but this performance was too much against his will.

Qi Huachi didn't know how to persuade him, as there were not so many twists and turns between himself and Ao Wu.

If you like it, stay together, if you don't like it, separate.

He and Ao Wu have been together for hundreds of years, rarely quarreling, and often speak their minds.

Qi Huachi, who wasn't too emotionally turbulent, was completely bewildered by his manipulation.

Qi Siyu was afraid that his second brother would still be entangled in this issue, so he said to others first: "Am I going to see you after I get married?"

Qi Huachi nodded his forehead, with a helpless face: "You."

Qi Siyu pursed his lips and smiled, but stopped talking.

From this day on, the Feng Clan has been busy.

Qi Siyu's status is second most noble, and because he is married to the prince of heaven, he is even more noble among nobles, and the whole clan is very busy.

Except for the first two days, when the weaver girl from the clan came to him to take measurements, during the rest of the time, Qi Siyu, the client, was actually the most leisurely one.

Once this person is free, he can't help but want to hang out.

Qi Siyu thought that he didn't have much meaning to stay in Feng Clan, so he went to the world along the sycamore forest in the back mountain.

The world is good, the world is seconds, the world is lively and croaking.

Qi Siyu went into the world to hide his fairy aura, pretending to be a rich young master who went out to play alone.

He has a fair face, picturesque eyebrows, and a smile that people will never forget. He is wearing a crescent white shirt, and he looks like a fairy when he walks. People passing by will inevitably look at him more.

The town he visited today was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and everyone he met was filled with joy. He walked to a small stall selling rabbit lamps, squeezed the ears of the little rabbit, and casually asked: "Today What's going on here?"

Rabbit Lantern's ears are not very strong, the owner of the stall saw his movements, his eyes were very nervous: "Don't you know? Today is the Qiqiao Festival. Our place is very lively every year. The boys and girls in the town are waiting for this day. "

Qi Siyu threw a piece of silver over and picked up the rabbit lamp: "Oh?"

Seeing that he was good-looking and generous, the stall owner inevitably became enthusiastic: "That's right, if you like to play, you can hang red silk under the marriage tree in the town to pray, and if the person you like also hangs red silk on it." Show your heart to you, and the red silk will appear in your hand at the same time. You can also go outside the town to set off lanterns, wear a mask to watch acrobatics in the Temple of the City God, and meet someone who is destined. Look, son, there is a mask seller over there. It's still early, it will be more lively later."

Qi Siyu's heart moved, he thanked the stall owner, and Shi Shiran walked towards the mask seller.

He picked a fox with two fluffy ears on it.

The night came quickly, Qi Siyu put on a mask, jumped off the roof of the teahouse, and quietly mixed into the crowd.

The joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys in this world are so real, he wants to see more.

Among the crowds, he saw an acquaintance.