rebirth [rebirth]

Rong Jingxuan couldn't help clenching his fists when he heard the old master say this: "Master, this disciple is incompetent, so he can only escape like this. You are not wrong. Da Chu is probably at the end of his life."

His voice was very low, and Xie Mingze felt as uncomfortable as a needle prick in his heart.

The prince, who has worked hard since he was a child, hardly ever relaxes a day.He grew up with him, knowing that he has the world in mind, if he had been born a few decades earlier, he would have been Da Chu's wise king, and everything would have been different.

The coldness in the eyes of the old man faded away bit by bit, and dazed and helpless surged up, he turned his head to look in the direction of Rong Jingxuan, and sighed for a long time: "Your Majesty, Ning Yuan has been loyal to the Patriarch of the Rong family for generations, no matter whether Da Chu is still there or not." , who is sitting on the dragon chair, as a teacher, I will only be loyal to you."

"Master... Xuan, keep it in my heart."

The oil lamp was beating with flames, and the room was bright and dark, the old man turned his face slightly, and looked at Ning Yuan Twenty again.

Ning Yuan [-] immediately stood up straight, he walked forward, bowed to Rong Jingxuan and saluted: "Your Majesty, the ancestor is old, and in the future [-] will follow His Majesty, at his command."

Rong Jingxuan nodded, and returned a gift from the Rong family.

The leaders of Ningyuan Guard who can be named after numbers are all contemporary leaders. Although they only serve as the emperor's martial arts teacher and guard the secret way, every leader of Ning Yuan Guard has superb martial arts skills and is very powerful.

Rong Jingxuan's teacher, or Ningyuan Shiba, was the leader of Ningyuan Guard of his imperial grandfather, Emperor Zhaoqing.

But his father, Emperor Yongyan, did not have Ning Yuanwei.

Ning Yuan defends the ancestral precepts and is loyal to the Ming Lord of the Rong family.Since Emperor Yongyan is not the Lord of Ming, naturally there is no Ning Yuanwei to send him.

When Ning Yuan twenty got the gift from Rong Jingxuan, it meant that he was recognized, so he said: "Now you are leaving the palace together with His Majesty the Empress and His Highness the Sixth Highness. Tomorrow the rebels will surely hunt them all over the city. I suggest you wait ten days before leaving Beijing. .”

Rong Jingxuan and Xie Mingze looked at each other, saw him nodding slightly, and said, "Yes, let's make preparations in the next few days."

Speaking of this, it was almost the same, it was getting late, Ning Yuan twenty invited Rong Jingxuan and Xie Mingze to rest in the main room.

The main house of Ning Yuanwei's residence has been vacant for 200 years, ready to rest and settle down for the emperor who temporarily walked away from the palace through secret passages.

Ning Yuan Twenty sent the two of them into the house and left. The room had already been set with warm water and clean handkerchiefs. Rong Jingxuan and Xie Mingze didn't talk too much. The two of them finished washing in silence, and then looked at the only one together. The carved wooden bed.

Rong Jingxuan was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that this time Xie Mingze was with him. He was worried about the safety of the other party, and the other party was naturally worried about him, so he must not want to sleep without him.

But this carved wooden bed is much smaller than the imperial bed in the palace. They have slept together since they were young, and now they are suddenly married. It is a bit awkward to sleep on such a small bed.

Xie Mingze saw that Rong Jingxuan did not speak, and said decisively: "Your Majesty, you rest first, and I will ask for another quilt, just sleep on the footrest."

Without waiting for Rong Jingxuan's answer, he turned around and was about to go out of the house. Rong Jingxuan frowned and grabbed his hand: "No, we'll sleep together."

"Your Majesty...this...isn't very good." Xie Mingze hesitated.

Rong Jingxuan saw that his face was full of confusion, and his handsome face was even more radiant under the light, his heart couldn't help but rippling, and he suddenly laughed.

He led Xie Mingze to the canopy bed, first pushed him to sit on the bed, then leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Mingze, this is our bridal chamber wedding night."

His voice was deep and mellow, and the hot air he exhaled lingered in Xie Mingze's ears, making him feel hot all over.

"Your Majesty..." Xie Mingze looked at him blankly, not knowing how to answer.

Rong Jingxuan stretched out his hand to untie his bun, letting his long black hair hang over his shoulders: "Okay, I'm not joking with you, get some rest, tomorrow... there are many things to do tomorrow."

Seeing that he turned around after finishing speaking, Xie Mingze secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He stretched out his hand and pinched his hot earlobe, lowered his head not knowing what he was thinking.

Rong Jingxuan took off his coat, put it in a bun, walked to the bed and pushed Xie Mingze: "Mingze, you sleep inside."

Xie Mingze hurriedly got up to help him put away his coat, turned around and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, don't make trouble, you sleep inside, although there is Ning Yuanwei here, but..."

Rong Jingxuan just wanted to refute, but seeing that he was extremely persistent, he finally didn't say anything, just rolled on his side and lay down on his side, and even patted the bed next to him maliciously: "Aifei, come on."

"Your Majesty, if Mr. Gu is here, he will definitely scold you." Xie Mingxuan sighed and said helplessly.

He blew out the candles, went over to smear and lay down on the bed.

In an instant, Rong Jingxuan's warm body was pressed against her, warming the cold early spring night immediately.

Xie Mingze froze for a moment, and finally relaxed.

I didn't think there was any embarrassment in sleeping together before, but now that my identities have changed, the two should have been closer, but there was a gap between them unknowingly.

In the dark, Rong Jingxuan stared at Xie Mingze's profile. He especially liked Xie Mingze's pair of brown eyes, which were as beautiful as the brightest gemstones.

Xie Mingze kept his eyes tightly closed. He felt Rong Jingxuan's gaze on his face for a long time, and his palms were sweaty from nervousness.

Finally, after what seemed like a long time, and what seemed like only a moment, Xie Mingze said, "Your Majesty, you said you want to rest earlier."

Rong Jingxuan lay down on his back, staring at the black shadow on the bed in a daze: "Mingze... by tomorrow, Da Chu will be gone."

Xie Mingze opened his eyes suddenly, he tried his best to restrain himself, and finally found Rong Jingxuan's hand from under the quilt, and held it tightly.

Just now Rong Jingxuan was joking with him, talking and laughing as usual, but Xie Mingze knew him so well, knowing that he was just suppressing his heart.

As an emperor, there is nothing more terrifying than the destruction of the country and family.

Rong Jingxuan has not collapsed until now, and Xie Mingze has to sigh that he is strong and fearless.

"Your Majesty...Jing Xuan, you still have me, Xiao Liu, Zhong Qi, Xiao Fuzi, and Ning Yuanwei. We will always follow you, no matter what decision you make, we will always be by your side. will not leave."

Rong Jingxuan silently clenched Xie Mingze's hand. Both of their hands were a little cold, but they held each other with a little warmth.

"Mingze, Yanzhi, never leave me." Rong Jingxuan whispered.

Xie Mingze felt that his whole heart was warming up. The two were probably too familiar and too close, so it was not until today that he suddenly discovered that Rong Jingxuan also had such a fragile side.

But this side of him can only be seen and known by himself.

For a split second, Xie Mingze felt his heart beat faster, and the agitation that had been suppressed for a long time spread up again, burning his reason in an instant.

"Jingxuan, Xie Mingze swears that he will never betray her in this life."

"Mingze, Xuan is still talking about those words at noon, with a golden mouth, no matter what happens in the future, Xuan will keep his promise."

Xie Mingze slowly closed his eyes and gave a soft "hmm".

He thought that he would not be able to fall asleep, but he fell asleep very quickly. In the early morning of the next day, it was the voices outside the room that woke up the sleeping Xie Mingze.

Xie Mingze got up, put on his clothes and tied his hair in a bun, and pushed the door straight out.

The first time he saw it, he saw the handsome young man dancing with a sword in the sun.

Today the sun is very bright and very bright. Rong Jingxuan is wearing a strong suit and practicing sword under the jujube tree in the courtyard.

He and Xie Mingze are both real fighters, their sword moves are not so fancy, and their dances are not very lively, but they are very powerful.

Ning Yuan Shiba was lying on the rattan chair in the courtyard, pointing to Rong Jingxuan from time to time.

Only then did Xie Mingze discover that Ning Yuan Shibayi's feet had been disabled long ago, and he couldn't walk at all.

A girl with buns in a bun just came out of the kitchen with a basin full of hot water in her hand. Seeing that Xie Mingze had woken up, she hurriedly smiled and said, "Empress Empress, the water is ready, please wash up. "

The empress sounded really weird, not only did Rong Jingxuan suddenly laugh so hard that he couldn't practice his sword, even Ning Yuan Shiba, who was over seventy years old, also smiled.

"Miss Nan, why are you yelling, you still haven't apologized to His Majesty." The middle-aged man came out of the kitchen yesterday and hurriedly reprimanded the girl.

The girl is only at the age of the gold hairpin, so Xie Mingze is still a child. Naturally, Xie Mingze couldn't argue with her, so he could only blushed and said, "It's okay, besides, the little girl is right."

He was calm, Rong Jingxuan finally stopped laughing, and said in a deep voice: "Always calling the queen sounds weird, you should call your Majesty Mingze from now on."

After hearing this, the people in the courtyard bowed their heads and promised.

So, when it was time to eat breakfast, the people in the courtyard could already clearly address the masters.

Rong Jingxuan is naturally the Holy Majesty, Xie Mingze is His Majesty, and the sixth prince Rong Jingheng is His Highness, and the three of them don't have to repeat themselves, which saves trouble.

After dinner, Rong Jingxuan took Xie Mingze and his teacher to learn the art of war. Although they had learned this before, they didn't take it seriously. Now that they finally have the art of war by their side, it would be a pity not to learn it.

And Rong Jingheng was frightened and tired yesterday, so he had to lie on the bed and let Xiao Fuzi take care of him.

On the other hand, Zhong Qi didn't look out at all, and asked the middle-aged man gently and politely, and then prepared lunch for everyone with him.

Although he was not from Shangshanjian, but as the personal chief manager, he has learned everything, and he has done quite well.

Ning Yuan [-] is teaching the little girl to step on plum blossom piles in the courtyard. Although she is young, she has a very flexible body and a set of lively and unique footwork. She is quite talented in martial arts.

Just as the people in the small courtyard were busy with their own activities, the ceremony bell in Changxin Palace suddenly rang with a deep and vigorous sound.

Rong Jingxuan stood up from the chair abruptly, he exchanged glances with Xie Mingze hastily, and the two ran out of the house together.

The bell was long and heavy, and it rang for 27 [-] times before it stopped.

In an instant, Rong Jingxuan's face was as white as paper.

Ritual bell 27, the emperor's funeral.

He is standing here now, and Xie Mingze did not die for him, so the one who died now can only be one person.

The overlord Yongyan Emperor, Rong Jingxuan's biological father, who was obedient to Tianzhi Taoist, incompetent, incompetent, and obedient, died.