The Crybaby Prince is Reborn, Where is the Prince Going?

In the Regent's Palace, He Qianzhao listened to Qing Fei's advice but still couldn't make up his mind immediately.

He simply said, "Rest well for the next few days and don't come to the palace any more. The Sixth Prince's full moon banquet will be held in half a month, and Daddy will take care of things for you then."

Jinyou nodded and suddenly remembered what Concubine Chen asked him to bring.

"Daddy, the Concubine Chen said Haozhe is missing."

He Qianzhao's expression changed and he asked, "Did she really say that?"

Jinyou nodded.

"You should have a good rest." He Qianzhao left in a hurry after leaving a word.

Jinyou was full of doubts but no one could answer them for him.

For the next half month, Jinyou stayed in the mansion to recuperate. He never went to the Shangshufang again, nor did he go to the palace to look for Xiao Yunzhen.

No one knew what He Qianzhao was busy with every day, and even the matter of the little beggar seemed to have become silent.

There was no news from the palace. No matter what Ji Zhonghuan found out, no matter what Emperor Xuan decided, He Qianzhao would not be satisfied.

After all, the real leader was Emperor Xuan.

Half a month passed in a flash, and it was Xiao Yunzhen's full moon banquet, which was also the day when Emperor Xuan gave Xiao Yunzhen a name.

The imperial palace, Rende Palace.

Concubine Chen got up early and took the palace maids to help Xiao Yunzhen put on a golden dragon robe that matched his status as a prince.

The little baby lay in the arms of the Concubine Chen, unable to open his eyes, and allowed everyone to play with him.

All he wanted to do now was sleep and conserve his energy for meeting Jinyou.

I haven't seen Jinyou for nearly a month and I don't know if his injury has healed.

He was really scared when he heard his mother say that Jinyou was assassinated and injured.

Xiao Yunzhen's mind was racing, he really didn't know whether this incident had happened in his previous life.

Even if something happened, he had no memory of it at that time.

Damn it! What's the point of carrying around a memory that isn't a complete memory?

It would be better to let him fend for himself and watch everyone go down the same path. It would be better to die than to do that!

Damn it! It's unreasonable!

A bright purple lightning flashed across the dark sky, followed by a loud thunder.

The shock made everyone’s eardrums hurt.

Xiao Yunzhen clung even closer to Concubine Chen, feeling extremely panicked.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong. I won't scold you anymore. But at least let me know where this is going! Otherwise, why would I come back?"

I don’t know if God heard his prayers, but there was another loud thunder, which knocked him unconscious.

So Xiao Yunzhen dreamed that he seemed to have turned into a wandering soul, floating above the imperial palace.

He watched as Emperor Xuan led the rebel army into the palace and forced Emperor Yunsheng to death in the Golden Palace, and then he successfully ascended the throne with the support of He Qianzhao.

The scene changes to the spring of the third year of Xuanwu, the time of the first general election.

Among the many beautiful girls, Xiao Yunzhen saw that his mother and several other young ladies from aristocratic families were selected into the harem at the same time, but only his mother was named a noble lady and continued to receive favors.

But Xiao Yunzhen discovered a blind spot.

During the selection, his mother introduced He Zhiyi, the sister of Regent He Qianzhao.

However, judging from the developments in the previous life, his mother had no relationship with He Qianzhao, and he and Jinyou were not cousins, otherwise he would not have begged his third brother to marry Jinyou to him.

Forget it, the past cannot be recalled. In this life, he doesn't want Jinyou to be with him with resentment in his heart.

The picture is still moving forward quickly like a kaleidoscope.

Then it jumps to the autumn of the fifth year of Xuanwu, the day he was born.

With a baby's cry, he was born.

Wait, watching yourself being born seems weird no matter how you look at it, right?

But the jumping pictures didn't leave him any room to complain.

Now he finally saw what he wanted to see.

Within the month of his birth, Jinyou only came to see him on the first day of his birth, but this happened more than once in this life.

So this life is different from the previous one!

Half a month after he was born, Jinyou was assassinated.

He was not assassinated on the way back home from seeing him, but was assassinated on his way back home from studying at the Shangshufang.

It seemed as if the scenes overlapped again, Jinyou and Aque faced the man in black, Jinyou's neck was cut, and the third prince jumped out and let the assassin run away.

After that, Jinyou never entered the palace again, and the matter ended with the third prince being beaten with thirty boards.

It was not until his full moon banquet that He Qianzhao suddenly launched an attack and demanded a satisfactory explanation from Emperor Xuan.

Then Ji Zhonghuan turned against him and Jinyou was taken away...

What was going on? Xiao Yunzhen didn't understand how this matter would end up involving Jinyou.

It was clearly my father who orchestrated this matter, how could this happen?

The picture was still changing in a jumpy manner, and the details gradually became blurred. Xiao Yunzhen could only remember a few key events.

In the dream, Xiao Yunzhen saw his life and the ending of his previous life in its entirety for the first time.

Dead, gone...

Some died, some were injured, and finally even the country was lost in the long river of history.

So what? Xiao Yunzhen began to doubt himself.

God gave him a second life, not to save Jinyou and change his own fate? But to change the fate of the country, to change the fate of the country being swallowed up?

Xiao Yunzhen suddenly felt a palpitation.

He looked up and saw that the space constructed by the dream began to crack and gradually broke apart.

A voice from the distant horizon exploded in his mind.

"This is your fate... Believe in it or change it..."

Xiao Yunzhen felt dizzy. "Believe in fate or change it..." He murmured twice and suddenly woke up.

The sound of stringed instruments lingered in my ears, and dancing girls danced gracefully in the hall.

He was held in the arms of Concubine Chen, and next to him was Emperor Xuan who was sitting in the first seat, and next to Emperor Xuan was the Empress Dowager who was sitting in the most graceful position.

It turned out that the banquet had already begun.

It is said that everything is just a dream, but this is what a real dream feels like.

In just one hour, he experienced everything in his previous life from beginning to end, but when he saw his own death, he still felt panic in his heart.

Xiao Yunzhen raised his head and looked towards He Jinyou's position.

Seeing him sitting there, my heart ached.

When Xiao Yunzhen thought about how he was the one who poisoned the wedding wine that Jinyou personally brought to him on their wedding night in their previous life, his heart felt as if it was being tightly grasped by a big hand, causing waves of pain.

It turned out that his protection was a humiliation in Jinyou's eyes, which was a result he had never expected.

But less than a month after his death, the country fell, and Jinyou also died for his country...

[What a shame! I thought Jinyou would kill his third brother with his own personality... I didn't expect it to end up like this.]

"?" He Jinyou's hand trembled as he picked up the food, and when he looked up, his eyes met Xiao Yunzhen's.

[Eh? Jinyou actually looked up at me. But... what's that look? Fear? Suspicion? Hmm?]

Jin You quickly lowered his head when he heard Xiao Yunzhen's voice. What was that? After not seeing him for a month, the little guy had grown up. His ability to hear thoughts had also expanded? He could hear without even touching me?

This month he read all the banned books on strange stories that Wen Yan brought back, but he still didn't find any stories like this one that could read minds.

It turns out that books are not omnipotent.

Something like this that is beyond human power can only be called a miracle.

He Jinyou picked up the wine glass and took a sip, taking the opportunity to look at the little girl in Chen Fei's arms.

Little Dumpling was still chattering non-stop: "Today isn't a very good day. If He Qianzhao suddenly attacks us, we'll be finished."

Jinyou was shocked by his words, choked on a mouthful of fruit wine, and started coughing violently.

What? Daddy actually chose this moment to attack me? How could that be?