Reborn to overthrow the throne, I became the new emperor's dark moonlight

"Then I will go check again to avoid any mistakes during tomorrow's wedding."

Those who originally opposed it changed their tone.

Su Heting pulled him up and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Liang Shi shook his head. What kind of suffering was this for him?

The master is the one who suffers the most.

He was originally the crown prince appointed by the previous emperor and the future emperor, but he was framed by the emperor and burned to death.

God has mercy on us and allows the master to come back to life in this body.

But this body has been poisoned since childhood.

If the master was filled with grief and hatred at the hands of his own father, Qiao Xi's ruthlessness was a heart-wrenching pain to him.

The emperor was not kind, and the empress was not close to him. She locked herself in the Buddhist temple all day long and rarely asked about her master. Later, she passed away early. To her master, Qiao Xi was his future wife and the person he depended on for life.

But after nine years of sincere treatment, her master died tragically. Qiao Xi did not offer any sacrifices or seek justice for her master. Instead, she developed a deep father-daughter relationship with the enemy who killed her master, confirming her master's guilt of patricide.

Now that she had provoked him again, Liang Shi felt both hatred and fear.

He hated Qiao Xi's coldness and was afraid that his master would be hurt by her again.

But he also understood that feelings were the most complicated thing in the world, and it was not easy to let go of someone he had loved for nine years.

Otherwise, why has the master not been interested in other women in recent years?

Being husband and wife with Qiao Xi for nine months is to fulfill the dream of the past nine years and also to make a break with the past.

Moreover, if the antidote cannot be found, the master will only have one year to live.

And that so-called concentric poison...

Liang Shi sighed softly.

After all, the master couldn't be hard-hearted towards Qiao Xi.

He felt sorry for his master and could no longer say a word of opposition. He only wished that his master would be happy for the rest of his life!

but!

"Master, please promise me not to let her know your identity."

Liang Shi knelt down again, pleading, "I don't trust her."

If Qiao Xi knew that the soul of the prince was in Su Heting's body, the consequences would be unimaginable if it were to be leaked.

"Alright, stop kneeling all the time. I'm Su Heting, what other identity can I have?"

Su Heting pulled the man up again and changed the subject, "Keep an eye on Ji Yao, don't let anything go wrong."

Liang Shi knew that his master had agreed, so he stood up and asked, "Is the Ji family really going to turn against us?"

Su Heting pursed his lips lightly, "We've never met, so how could we become enemies?"

"But Ji Chuan sent Miss Ji here with the intention of forming a marriage alliance. Now Miss Ji is injured, and you are using her as a bargaining chip."

It is not clear whether Ji Chuan will be threatened to give benefits to his master, but he will definitely hate his master.

"Uncle Liang, why is the emperor afraid of Xinjiang?"

During the Liang Dynasty, "Because you have 100,000 soldiers and you are supported by the people."

"The imperial court will be wary, and so will the various vassal states.

Ji Chuan's jurisdiction is in southern Xinjiang, which is adjacent to northern Xinjiang. If northern Xinjiang is determined to fight for it, southern Xinjiang will bear the brunt, and Ji Chuan will only be more wary of me.

Besides, no one knows how long this drought will last, so why would he give us this life-saving food and water for free?

Liang Shi was shocked. "You mean, he's lying to us?"

"He fears us and wants to annex us."

Su Heting's eyes darkened. "That maid named Bixiang used the Ji family's route when she contacted the capital. I suspect Ji Chuan is the emperor's man."

But Qiao Xi already knew it and deliberately leaked it to him.

Liang Shi always believed Su Heting's words without a doubt, "The dog emperor is bullying people too much, what should we do?"

Su Heting leaned back, put his hands behind his head, put his long legs on the table, and sneered with a sly smile, "Let's get married first."

Didn’t Qiao Xi want to take over Liangzhou? He also wanted to see what she was really trying to do and whether she was really against the emperor.

Seeing him like this, Liang Shi felt that he was worrying too much. The master in front of him was exactly like Su Heting, and there was no trace of the gentle and elegant demeanor of Prince Si Yu.

My heart relaxed, and the itchiness in my throat came up, "Ahem..."

It seems like I can't stop coughing.

Su Heting's expression tightened, and he stroked his back for him. "Let others handle the affairs of the mansion. I'll have someone send you to Su Que."

Su Que is his adopted sister, who is good at treating poisons.

"Ahem... I'm fine."

Liang Shi hurriedly waved his hands, "Even if I leave, my heart is still here. Besides, Miss Que and the others will definitely come when you get married."

Su Heting poured him a glass of water.

He knew how loyal Liang Shi was to him, and even more so how stubborn he was in protecting him.

When the palace caught fire, Liang Shiben was on a business trip. After hearing the news, he did not think about escaping for his own life, but rushed into the fire just to exchange his charred body for another.

After he came back to life, the poison took effect. He used all his skills and half of his life to suppress the poison in his body so that he would not return to the underworld just after returning to life.

Liang Shi himself has changed from a middle-aged strong man with great martial arts skills to the frail old man he is today, but he still has to stay by his side and take care of everything.

Now that Qiao Xi has come to northern Xinjiang, Liang Shi will only be more worried about leaving.

Su Heting did not force it, "Well, let Su Que stay in the palace for a few more days and take good care of you."

"How can that be done? She still has to develop an antidote for you..."

"Uncle Liang."

His refusal was interrupted, and Su Heting's face turned stern. "Stop talking like a woman, listen to me."

Life and death are determined by fate. The extra few years are a blessing from heaven, but we cannot let the people around us ruin their lives because of him.

Just as Su Heting understood Liang Shi, Liang Shi also understood the master he had watched grow up. He smiled and said, "Okay, I will listen to you and take good care of it."

He secretly made up his mind that if there was no antidote, the day his master's poison took effect would be the day he would die for his master.

……

The next day, Qiao Xi was awakened early in the morning by the servants of the King's Mansion in Northern Xinjiang.

Today is the wedding day.

She let the maids take care of her while she washed and changed into her wedding clothes.

A maidservant from the palace led in an old woman with white hair and whispered to Qiao Xi, "Princess, this is Granny Jinhua, the most blessed old lady of longevity in northern Xinjiang. She and her husband have been in love for a lifetime, and four generations have lived together. The prince asked her to comb your hair."

Qiao Xi tossed and turned last night and closed her eyes only when the sky was turning white. When she heard these words in a daze, she suddenly looked up at the old woman.

The old woman looked at Qiao Xi with a smile, "Miss Xi, it's been many years since we last met. Do you still remember me?"

When the emperor tampered with Qiao Xi's memory, he downplayed Qiao Xi's memories of northern Xinjiang. If it were before his rebirth, Qiao Xi might not remember it.

But after being reborn, Qiao Xi regained all her memories and returned to the place where she was born. Even the sight of the yellow sand and the sunset felt familiar.

She recalled those distant memories over and over again, and naturally she remembered the Jinhua Granny who set up a stall in front of her house to sell sesame cakes.

Qiao Xi was surprised and held the old woman's hand, "Grandma."

She didn't expect that the old man was still alive after the barbarians plundered the northern part of the border, and she didn't expect that she would appear here today.

The old woman's withered hand held her tightly, "Miss Xi, grandma brought you some sesame cakes. Would you like some?"

Qiao Xi instantly burst into tears.

The scenes of her father and brother often carrying her on their necks and taking her to eat cakes at Grandma Jinhua's stall emerged in her mind frame by frame.

That year she fell ill, and her mother took her to the capital to seek medical treatment. Before leaving, she said goodbye to Granny Jinhua.

"Mother-in-law, I will come back to eat the cakes you make when I recover from my illness.

At that time, Dad will treat me for one day, Mom will treat me for one day, my brothers and sisters will treat me for one day each, as well as my uncles, aunts, cousins, and by the way, the housekeeper and Xing'er also said they would treat me.

Mother-in-law, by then I can eat sesame cakes for 133 days straight."

Her fourth brother, who was three years older than her, knocked her on the head and said, "Little fool, there are only 133 people in our family including you. You are counting yourself in. Do you think you can treat your own guests?"

She remembered that Granny Jinhua had said with a smile, "This extra day is for Granny to enjoy. Granny hopes that Miss Xi will come back soon."

But not long after she and her mother arrived in the capital, they received the tragic news that the Qiao family members had died in battle. Her mother was devastated and died of vomiting blood.

She was taken into the palace and never returned to northern Xinjiang...

Qiao Xi took the cake from her mother-in-law's hand, took a big bite, and said with a tearful smile, "Thank you, grandma."