The princess is reborn

"Madness? What madness?"

I asked curiously, thanking him in my heart, would such a heartless and ungrateful person be infected with madness?Others should be grateful to Dade if they don't want to be driven crazy by him.Thinking of this, I couldn't help but hang a sneer on the corner of my lips.

Huaixin hesitantly listened to him, obviously there were only two of us here, but he still kept his voice very low, only the two of us could hear it, as if talking about these things would violate some taboo.

"Huaixin also heard from people outside. It is impossible to check the credibility of these words. After all, the capital is far away from Yuanzhou. Once many words grow legs, it will be difficult to tell the truth from the false. But you can listen first, at least to the His Royal Highness has a basic understanding."

"Three years ago, as the prime minister of the first dynasty, Prime Minister Feng secretly formed a clique, which aroused the anger of the emperor Long Yan, and was ordered to be beheaded and executed. The prince was ordered to seal up the prime minister's mansion, and his madness suddenly broke out that day."

"People in the capital are rumored that that day, the crown prince hugged the dead beauty of the Feng family, from the bustling and noisy Chang'an Avenue to the imperial medical office, he insisted on forcing those imperial doctors to revive the dead young master Feng."

"The imperial doctors shook their heads as soon as they checked the pulse, saying that there was no way to recover from it, but His Royal Highness didn't listen, and directly drew their swords and said that if they couldn't be rescued, they would all die."

"At that time, there was a lot of trouble about this matter. Fortunately, someone went to invite the emperor to stop the farce from continuing to escalate and saved the lives of many imperial physicians."

"The emperor angrily scolded the prince for being ridiculous, and asked him to think about his mistakes behind closed doors, hoping that he would know how to repent. Who would have thought that he would start to delve into the art of witchcraft, and never give up on finding the secret method to bring the dead back to life."

"The emperor is quite dissatisfied, but because the prince is superior to other princes in terms of strategy and ability, and these strange habits have not affected the vital parts of the court, so the emperor let him go."

"So people in the capital have always said that His Royal Highness is still half-crazy and half-insane."

"Young master, the prince is not as simple as you imagined. The master does not let you get close to him. He has his own reasons. You must not be angry with the master again."

"When you jumped off the building that day, the master and madam were so angry that they both fell ill and stayed by your bed. If the doctor hadn't said that you were fine, the two of them still dare not go back to rest."

"Hey, son, you have always been very sensible, why did you become so stupid when you met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

"Heh." I chuckled, and I didn't believe a word Huaixin said.

Xie Yan, this person's acting skills are extremely superb, and he often uses all means to achieve his goals. He would sleep with me every day in order to deceive information, and we would sleep with each other. What do these things that Huaixin said represent?

Even if these things really happened, at most it could only mean that Xie Yan wanted to pretend to be affectionate and indecisive in front of the emperor, to cover up his wolf ambition.

Or maybe he really realized his conscience and acted for himself. After all, no one wants to admit that he is a heartless scum.

Didn't he deceive some ignorant people in the capital by acting like this, and treat him as an idiot?

"Young master, are you feeling alright? Master and Madam are both worried about your health."

"Now that you are awake, Huaixin thinks that you should notify the master and wife as soon as possible, so that they can relax."

That's right, I am Qiu Yunqing now, I am no longer the dead Feng Jiuyue, and I can no longer be as self-willed as before.

From the few words in Huaixin's mouth, I can also keenly perceive that Qiu Yunqing's parents dote on him very much, and it is because of this kind of doting that I feel uneasy in my heart.

I don't know why I was reborn on Qiu Yunqing's body. Although this matter was not what I wanted, it was strange enough that no one else could understand it.If someone finds out, I'm afraid things won't be let go so easily.

The matter of resurrecting the dead is so weird, and Qiu Yunqing's parents love him so much, they must know his character and preferences very well. What if I show my weakness in front of them?

Since such bizarre things have happened, it means that the ghosts and ghosts are not superstitious and unfounded. If they invite Taoist priests and exorcists to drive me away, what should I do?

When I committed suicide, I did have a will to die, but now that I am reborn, I have something I want to do.

Thinking about it, I was really unfilial, my father was beheaded for public display that day, and his head was in a different place, but I only thought of committing suicide and escaping from reality, instead of collecting his body, or even making a tomb for him.

I will definitely go to the capital, even if I want to return my body to Qiu Yunqing, I have to wait for me to settle the matter.

With a decision in my heart, I told Huaixin.

"When I woke up, I had a terrible headache, and suddenly felt that I had lost some of my memory. Now, after listening to you, I have some impression of what happened before."

"Just wait for me to rest for a while, and then tell my parents when I recover my energy. In this way, they will be happy when they see that I am refreshed."

"Young master's words are true, but Huai Xin didn't think carefully enough. That young master rests first, and if you have any orders, feel free to call me. Huai Xin is waiting outside the door."

Huaixin saw that my words advanced and retreated appropriately, he must have seen the shadow of Qiu Yunqing before, and went out under the command.

I took Huaixin away just to buy more time to get to know Qiu Yunqing, at least from the things in the room we can get a glimpse of his preferences and habits.

I opened the closet, only to see that there were all plain robes inside, the style was elegant and tranquil, it was the habitual attire of scholars, and it was quite different from my attire.

I am not an educated scholar, and my clothes are very vulgar. I have always liked colorful clothes, especially purple wisteria patterns.

The clothes I used to wear were all made by the most famous Zhiyun Pavilion in the capital, which took many days, but Qiu Yunqing's clothes are not fancy, they should be made by ordinary cloth workshops, it looks really boring.

I had a guess in my mind that although Qiu Yunqing's family was rich, he didn't wear gold or silver. He should have a low-key and simple temperament, at least not vain. I secretly made a conclusion and looked at his bookcase again.

The bookcases are full of official books, and they are densely marked with elegant and beautiful fonts, which shows that Chou Yunqing has yearning and expectations for the officialdom. I think about it, and it may be because of being an official in the same dynasty as Xie Yan. Things to look forward to.

Qiu Yunqing's hobby of reading books is completely different from mine. I have never been used to these things. The bookcases are full of unofficial history and travel notes, or they are fairy tales.

It’s not that I’m not motivated, I used to work hard to study these official books to make my father happy, but every time I opened them, yawns followed.

"It's boring."

I made a conclusion about Qiu Yunqing's hobby.

I was a little bored playing with the vase in his room. This antique vase is not only valuable, but also looks very clever. The blue and white porcelain, ink color, has the charm of a Jiangnan water town, which is really good.

I wanted to pick it up and observe it carefully, but I didn't know what mechanism was touched. The wall behind the desk slowly opened, revealing a secret room hidden inside.

"This is Qiu Yunqing's secret room???"

I didn't dare to say anything, I just put the vase back to its original place and stared at the door in a daze.

I don't want to pry into Qiu Yunqing's privacy, but if I want to play him vividly, I can only go in and take a look.

"Qiu Yunqing, if you want to blame you, you set up the mechanism of this secret room to be too easy to trigger. I will go in and have a look now, and I will never reveal your secret, I swear." I secretly promised Qiu Yunqing in my heart, while Go to the chamber of secrets.

As soon as I stepped into the secret room, the door behind me was automatically and slowly closed. I was a little worried that I would not be able to go out, so I felt relieved when I saw the switch hidden compartment in the room.

Because it was a dark room, the room was so dark that I couldn’t see my fingers. I was a little scared, but as soon as the door was closed, the candles in the four corners of the room spontaneously burned, and I could see the scenery on the four walls clearly.

There are countless portraits of thank-you words, thank-you words for writing, thank-you words for painting, thank-you words for playing chess, thank-you words for walking, thank-you words for riding horses, thank-you words for running, thank-you words for smiling, and thank-you words for crying .

The artist's signature is all, Qiu Yunqing.

A chill rose in my heart, as if being entangled in my throat by a suffocating ghost, Qiu Yunqing actually liked Xie Yan so much?

It's terrible, how many ignorant teenagers are still confused by the appearance of Xie Yan in the world.

Xie Yan knew that this person was very rich in the city, he was a person trying to catch fame, but he pretended to be aloof and lofty in front of the world, and deceived everyone.

I clenched my fingers into a fist and looked at the thank you words in the painting.

He was wearing a plain white robe, his hair was tied with a jade crown, his gray pupils were calm, and his face was cold. He sat on a steed, like a nine-day god descending from the mortal world.

Everyone only saw the fairy spirit around him, unattainable, only I saw his black heart corrupted by the desire for power.

Xie Yan can fool the world, but he can't fool me anymore.No, Xie Yan never lied to me, he once told me that he is such a vulgar person, that he can abandon his self-esteem for the sake of fame and fortune, he has already told me that.

It was I who was blinded by love and kept living in fantasies about him, until this absurd and funny fantasies were pierced by sudden blood.

"Obviously you made a mistake, and you want to believe in me as a spotless god, how can you blame me now?" If Xie Yan sees me again, he will definitely ask me with a sneer.

I don't want to think about this man again.

In order to divert my attention, I could only walk towards the only desk in the house.There were two cabinets in the desk. I opened one of them, but found that it was hard to tear open. There were too many letter papers in it. I could only pull it hard, but accidentally spilled the letter paper on the floor.

I bent down to pick up those letters, but when I touched the writing on them, my whole body froze. This is, this is a love letter written by Qiu Yunqing to Xie Yan.

I roughly calculated that there were at least more than 1000 letters, all of which expressed burning love for Xie Yan in words. It was Qiu Yunqing who wrote more than 1000 love letters day and night but did not send them.

I turned to the first letter with trembling fingertips, and saw that it read:

His Royal Highness:

Spread the letter good.

When I saw you for the first time on the streets of the capital that day, I felt that you descended into my world like a majestic god, as if there were thousands of butterflies in my heart.

When I think of you, they dance brilliantly in my chest, making my boring life finally have a vigorous and splendid vitality.

Are you holding your lover?

Are you crying for him?

He looks like me, but prettier than me.

Is he dead?

Yunqing on August [-]th in the last year of Xuanwu

With a shake of my hand, the letter fell to the ground like a butterfly flapping its wings.

Qiu Yunqing met Xie Yan three years ago and fell in love with him at first sight. The day they first met happened to be the day I died.

I don't know why I feel scared, Qiu Yunqing's feelings for Xie Yan are much thicker than I imagined.

The author has something to say:

The past few days are daily updates, but there are many things during the Chinese New Year, and there is no guarantee for a 0:0 update. You can watch the previous day’s update at 3:[-], and I will try to be longer >[-]<