Tragic death on wedding night, replacement doctor concubine reborn to kill the whole family

The evening breeze is gentle.

The rustling of the wind echoed through the reeds as Rong Xun stared blankly at the woman in his arms.

His heart felt as if it were being cut by a sharp blade.

His long, slender fingers gently touched her fair cheek. Overwhelmed with heartache, his eyes stung, and he opened his mouth to let out a long breath.

Looking at Su Yun, Rong Xun repeatedly asked himself what he should do.

Willow shoots on the moon.

Even though Rong Xun used his magic to drive away the mosquitoes, the sounds of insects and birds in the wilderness were incessant.

Su Yun didn't know how long she had slept. When she woke up, the bright moon was already high in the sky.

She looked at Rong Xun with a smile, "Master."

"Ah."

"Master, what are you thinking about?"

Rong Xun smiled, "Why are you calling me master again?"

"I find it interesting."

"What's so interesting about it?"

Su Yun didn't know either, and just smiled and said to him, "Perhaps it's the memories of thousands of years that have made me used to it."

"In your memories spanning over a thousand years, you... you really liked your teacher?"

"Ah."

This is undeniable.

Rong Xun looked at Su Yun, wanting to find some evidence in her words that she didn't love him, and also some evidence that she did.

Thinking about it, he smiled wistfully.

Has he truly lost his ability to judge things once he falls in love?

"You don't like me calling you Master?"

"Anything is OK."

Su Yun blinked. Under the moonlight, her face, lying on his lap, was exceptionally beautiful, but her expression carried a hint of doubt.

Rong Xun said, "Shall we find a place to stay for the night?"

Su Yun grabbed him, preventing him from getting up.

"what happened?"

Su Yun frowned, recalling the days when she had dreamt of returning to Cangyun Kingdom and deliberately arguing with Xiao Lusheng.

She didn't know if she was talking in her sleep again.

After all, Rong Xun's expression at this moment was not much different from usual, or perhaps he was simply a person who did not show much emotion.

But she could sense a faint unhappiness in him.

She reached out and touched the man's chin. "I just had a dream."

Rong Xun didn't expect her to say this to him.

Su Yun continued, "Will Master be unhappy?"

"I--"

Her soft hand covered his lips. "You can be unhappy, but don't keep it bottled up. What happened today may just be our destined fate."

All the bad things are my bad things. I want you, and I also want him.

None of this has anything to do with you or him.

"You're not allowed to say bad things about me."

Su Yun smiled slightly, "It's me who's bad."

Rong Xun looked at Su Yun with mixed feelings, "It's also my fault."

“You’re not bad. If you were bad, perhaps there would never have been a love story between me and Xiao Lusheng.”

Rong Xun took a deep breath, a faint smile on his lips. He didn't ask how much she loved him, he only knew that at least they were of one mind.

"Even if I'm the worst, you still love me, right?"

"Ah."

"Then let's not think about those things." She withdrew her hand and took Rong Xunbing's hand. "Life is only a hundred years. Let others say what happens after we're gone."

Rong Xun smiled faintly and looked at Su Yun with affection in his eyes, "Okay."

He was always so gentle and polite.

Having two wonderful men, Su Yun did feel somewhat unworthy.

She thought that it was truly because her previous life had been so tragic that she had accumulated such good fortune to be able to enjoy the blessing of having two wives.

"Master."

"Ah."

"Your mouth looks delicious," she teased him with a smile, finding it amusing to see him blush to the roots of his ears.

"Hmm, perhaps you really are bad," Rong Xun said, feigning agreement.

Su Yun pursed her lips. "Then try some?"

Rong Xun looked at the shimmering lake under the moonlight and the shadows swaying in the wind among the reeds, and couldn't help but smile. In front of Xiao Lusheng and the children, she called him Brother Rong.

She always liked to call him Master, only when they were cultivators or when it was just the two of them.

She knew perfectly well that the master and disciple—

Rong Xun took a deep breath, smiled and looked down at her. Then he lowered his head and captured her soft lips, gently teasing and nibbling at them. As the sweet taste entered her mouth, she gradually forgot all her worries and sorrows.

----

Time flies, and another half month has passed.

Su Yun was still wondering, but she hadn't received a letter from Xiao Lusheng, nor had she heard any news from him. Could it be that he also wanted to learn Rong Xun's magnanimity?

They searched many places in the northwest and saw many pregnant women, but the compass remained static, and they could not find the place where Zhang Zhao was born.

"Could it be that the compass is faulty?" Su Yun asked while drinking tea in the bustling inn.

Rong Xun shook his head. "In this vast sea of ​​people, finding someone who hasn't even been born yet is not so easy."

"But this person insists on going to find him." After a pause, Su Yun suddenly thought of Jian Wu, "We've left the Observatory, but what about Jian Wu? Is he still at the Observatory?"

"Ah."

"What if he..."

"will not."

Su Yun looked at Rong Xun, "Are you so sure?"

Rong Xun nodded. "Confirmed."

If Jian Wu hadn't been burdened by his background, he would have been nothing more than someone who secretly loved but couldn't have the one he loved.

The matter with Yao'er.

It was all Chen Qingshan's scheme!

Perhaps it was because of his deep affection for Yun'er that he was able to sense the helplessness and bitterness deep in Jian Wu's heart.

Although Jianwu harbored extravagant hopes, he never forgot his original intentions.

What Jianwu wanted was actually the same as what he wanted: to return everything to the way it was before, and to let his beloved be happy in their most comfortable place.

"What are you thinking about so vividly?"

Su Yun puffed out her cheeks, her face innocent and adorable; this was the best look of her youth.

Rong Xun watched as she leaned closer to him, her affectionate eyes blinking rapidly, making him infatuated with her at all times.

"nothing."

"No, she's clearly thinking about something," Su Yun persisted.

Rong Xun liked her unreasonable and argumentative manner, and said with a smile, "Want to know?"

"Ah."

He hooked his finger.

Su Yun took two steps toward him, and Rong Xun raised his hand and pinched her cheek. "I missed you."

Su Yun: “…”

Rong Xun can also say such cheesy love words.

She hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh. Looking at his calm and composed demeanor, his hair as white as snow, and his snow-white clothes made him look like an immortal old god.

Yet this immortal speaks of love with such calm and composure.

Su Yun took a deep breath, slumped down beside him, and said in a spoiled manner, "If you don't tell me, I'll get angry." Her starry eyes stared at him intently, her cheeks puffed out, and she really looked angry.

With a smile, Rong Xun reached out and pulled the person into his arms. The next second, he got up and carried the person to the bed.

Su Yun struggled for a few moments, then said, "I believe you."

"I need to prove it, otherwise Yun'er won't believe me."

"Master, Yun'er knows she was wrong. It's not even dark yet."

"It doesn't matter."

As the curtains fluttered, snow-white robes flew out from between the veils, leaving a mess of light garments scattered on the ground.