Rebirth: Raising an Emperor as a Wife

Huang shi fell to the ground and cried bitterly as if she had lost her soul.

Jing Yi snorted coldly, "Why, I'm not satisfied with this king's arrangement."

Chen Yanpeng crawled two steps, "Satisfied, satisfied, I will arrange it immediately."

As they said, they dragged Mrs. Huang down, the couple chattered, and heard Mrs. Huang's cries along the way,

"You heartless thing, take your own daughter's life in peace, are you still a father?"

King Jing came and left quickly, but he carried an extra sedan chair when he left. After a few days, the Chen residence was vacant.

Not long ago, the palace began to dress up. After all the bad things that happened years ago, the news of the crown prince and the prince's wedding finally ushered. Worry, full of hope and joy.

Everyone was smiling, only Xiaoliuzi felt bitter.

What's the matter now, how could the eldest brother let King Jing marry a wife, what should the eldest brother do if King Jing married a wife.

Little Six wants to cry, why am I a single dog, but I worry about others.

The most important thing is, where did the eldest brother go, and how could he not find it.

Wu Chongyang saw his expression of wanting to cry but no tears, sighed, and patted his shoulder,

"Little Six, don't look for it anymore. Judging by Xue Yao's martial arts, if he wants to hide, none of us will be able to find him."

Little Six, "I must have heard the news that King Jing is going to marry a wife. My elder brother is sad. Alas, my poor elder brother."

Wu Chongyang thought to himself, how much love he showed at the beginning has returned now, it seems that he should keep a low profile in the future.

In the Facheng Temple in the harem, since the Queen Mother passed away, the old monk Yuancheng also ran away at some point. Anyway, when someone is looking for it, the temple will be empty.

After the emperor heard about it, he was also speechless for a long time. Originally, the empress dowager invited him into the palace, but now that he is gone, he can come and go freely.

Even the canopy-like ginkgo in the temple was split by a thunderstorm that night, and when Xue Yao found it, the ginkgo was already dead.

Thinking of the conversation he had with the old monk under the tree, Xue Yao smiled wryly to himself. Unexpectedly, now that he came to fulfill his wish, the old monk had disappeared.

A person stood in front of the steps in a daze for half the night, and struggled for a few days before going or not. Finally, he wanted to see him again, to see him standing on the high steps and being worshiped by the courtiers.Look at how handsome he will be when he gets married, attracting the hearts of countless girls, and then silently proud of him in his heart, he is my man.

It's just that from now on, it's no longer his person. When I think of this fact, I feel panicked.

There is already half a beam of brilliance in the sky, but it is full of vigor, but it cannot penetrate the dead ginkgo.

Xue Yao's heart was like this dead tree, old and desperate.

It seems to be really old.

On March [-]th, colorful flags were scattered all over the city, and colorful silks were fluttering in the palace, and everyone's faces were full of unconcealable joy.

The canonization of the prince, coupled with the prince's big wedding, the emperor pardoned the world, singing and dancing are endless.

In the morning, the canonization ceremony was held, and in the evening it was the wedding ceremony.

Xue Yao borrowed a network cover and posted it on his face, mixed in the guards, watched his young man accept Wanmin's congratulations, saw him wearing a bright red wedding dress with a red flower on his chest, and a sweet smile on his face people.Watching him holding the bride's hand with the singing and drinking of the master of ceremonies, worshiping the heaven and the earth, the king twice, and the husband and wife bowing to each other.

From then on, he was someone else's husband.

Seeing the emperor's ruddy complexion, all the guests in the hall were all smiles and toasted happily.

He was the only one lonely, walking alone in the imperial garden, the garden was silent, even the guards ran to the front to drink.

The lights in Jinghua Palace were all dimmed, and there was no trace of popularity.

Xue Yao also wanted to drink, but on the table there was only the Shuanghua wine that the two of them hadn't finished that day.

It doesn't matter, any wine is fine.

He jumped up to the roof with the wine jug and looked at the stars in the sky. It was a rare fine weather tonight.

Once upon a time, they talked about ideals and the future here. He still remembered the first time he brought Jing Yi here, the flickering light in his eyes, and Jing Yi's drunk appearance. From that moment on, he wanted to bite Take a bite.

Well, I finally tasted it later, it was so sweet, it was so sweet that he couldn't remember it until now, and he never wanted to taste anything else.

Why is the majestic seven-foot man tortured into such a ghostly appearance? He doesn't look like him at all. He even dislikes himself, but this is him.

Unexpectedly, he imagined it thousands of times in his heart, and at the end of this road, it was so heart-wrenching.

Even the Shuanghua Niang turned into bitter wine, and after one sip, it was so bitter that he even vomited out his bile.

It was already halfway through the night, but the noise in the front hall still didn't seem to stop at all.

After the renovation, the palace of Tai Tai was decorated with splendor.

In the bedroom, the newly promoted princess was quietly sitting on the marriage bed with mandarin duck brocade quilt, twisting the handkerchief unconsciously.

Xue Niang, who was temporarily seconded, led a group of maids standing beside her, with no expression of joy or sorrow.

Just after the third watch, the door of the dormitory was opened from the outside, and Jing Yi in a happy attire walked in slowly from the outside.

Xue Niang stepped forward and bent her knees, "Congratulations to His Royal Highness, congratulations to His Royal Highness."

The corner of Jing Yi's mouth twitched, "Xue Niang has worked hard, you should go down to receive the reward first."

Xueniang was taken aback, she hadn't lifted her hijab yet, and she hadn't drunk the wine yet.

"Go down," Jing Yi's voice was no longer so friendly, and he said coldly to the group of maids, "And you, also retreat together, I won't tell you, don't come in."

The room was empty all of a sudden, and the hands of the Crown Princess twisting the handkerchief began to tremble.

She saw the footsteps approaching and stopped in front of her, but she didn't lift the hijab, but directly handed something to her.

It was a ring-shaped jade pendant, the jade was warm and moist, and it was decorated with red silk ribbons. It was not low in value just by looking at its quality.

When the crown princess received it, her whole body trembled. When the red hijab was shaken off, her beautiful face was covered with eye marks.

She knelt down on the ground, her eyes dead silent, and it took a long time to react,

"Yun Ya would like to apologize with death, and beg His Royal Highness to spare the lives of my Zou family."

Jing Yi smiled coldly, "If you die, how can your father be as loyal as Queen Xue? Didn't your sweetheart die in vain?"

Zou Yunya's eyes widened, "Impossible, my father said that as long as I enter the palace, I will let him go."

Jing Yi didn't speak, but only looked at the jade pendant in her hand.

This originally belonged to Zou Yunya, but she had given it to another person as a token of love, and there was still some blood on it.