Lie Junhou [Rebirth]

There is no big sun in the daytime, and the sky is full of pearl gray clouds that are neither light nor thick. In the garden of the Jinling Imperial Palace, the clear blue pool spreads to the sky, and the white lotus pavilion in the half pool is graceful.

Emperor Yongguang summoned Xiao Huan, and all the people in the four lower palaces were dismissed by Eunuch Qian, and the long vermilion lacquered corridor was empty.

The two sat opposite each other under a wide four-cornered pavilion outside the hall, with a chessboard in the middle. The summer wind blew in, bringing with it the clear lotus vapor in the pool and the softness of the city in the south of the Yangtze River.

Xiao Huan closed his eyes and calmed down, laying out the chess game with Emperor Yongguang.

Emperor Yongguang often called him recently, mostly for government and military affairs, and rarely sat alone with him like this, as if he wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with him.

"I don't want to ask you what the widow asked you to do?" Emperor Yongguang smiled slightly, wrinkles appeared at the end of his eyes, he was dressed in a light gold dragon robe, and had a hale and hearty look.

Through a mask, Xiao Huan's expression was hard to discern, as if General Fengdu's dark bronze ghost face was his expression on everything.

Xiao Huan raised his eyes to look at Emperor Yongguang, and found that His Majesty's temples were gray and his eyes were still sharp, but he couldn't hide the traces of time - he was already an old man.

"Your Majesty has His Majesty's own plans, and others will never guess for sure." Xiao Huan said calmly.He really doesn't have any concept of the word family. When he was young, Concubine Jin was half warm and half nightmare. To him now, it is only a vague impression.

Emperor Yongguang lowered his eyes, pondered for a moment, and dropped a white jade on the chessboard: "Lao Qi, you are not someone else, you are the blood of the widow."

The pool of still water in Xiao Huan's heart was only rippled by a small stone for a few laps, and then he calmed down again: "Your Majesty and I are also monarchs and ministers, and we should measure according to the safest ruler."

"You, you." Emperor Yongguang seemed to sigh, "Zhou Yanghai, Yu Lichen, the veterans each have their own stubbornness, and the newcomers each have their own plans. It is hard to say in the future. Only you, these years, Jiangzhou To the south of the first line, the water was kept tight, and only one report came every month, and it was all plain 'Nothing', 'Success', and 'Greetings'."

Emperor Yongguang couldn't see through this son, and even in the long days, he never thought about getting to know Xiao Huan too much.

Ever since Concubine Jin had a stalemate with Emperor Yongguang and was sent to Danxiao Palace in Jiangzhou with the young Seventh Prince, she was separated from him by heaven.

It wasn't until Concubine Jin sent the news back to the imperial city with the news that dozens of palace officials had died in the Red Lotus Pond Array that Emperor Yongguang paid attention to Xiao Huan again.

What kind of person is Xiao Huan?His mother and concubine are noble daughters in southern Xinjiang, which caused him to miss the position of crown prince, but he was born with auspicious celestial phenomena, and he should have lived a carefree life.

"The day I picked you up and returned to Jinling, you were only a little bit older." Emperor Yongguang raised his hand and compared, "I didn't stay for a few days, and Ji Bei saw you. The widow talked with him all day and asked him to take you out of the palace. Turn inward."

At that time, Xiao Huan was tormented by the death of Concubine Jin and the spell on her body. He was silent, withdrawn and silent. He said sadly, "Only seeing all living beings can relieve suffering and ignorance", and then let Emperor Yongguang let him go.

"Later, when you returned to the imperial court to take over the Ghost Army, in the blink of an eye, the Jiangzhou Water Army Camp has now reached the Thousand Ship Camp..." Emperor Yongguang said while flipping through the time slips one by one, and looked at the son in front of him again. .

It was as if step by step, all the decisions in the past were to push Xiao Huan away from him.

To this day, fathers and sons are more polite than monarchs and ministers, separated by the past and the past, Concubine Jin, Emperor Quan, and even the astrology of Ruiyao when the seventh prince was born more than [-] years ago have all turned into a clearly visible gap, with only blood remaining in the middle, fragile connected.

Xiao Huan made a casual move, and his tone was still calm and polite: "Serving the court is all right, you can't just occupy a Danxiao Palace and do nothing."

Emperor Yongguang laughed when he heard the words, shook his head, and said: "You are a member of the royal family after all. First you are the Seventh Prince, and then you are the general."

Xiao Huan seemed to be touched, and this touch came from the strange feeling in his heart. He never felt where he belonged, especially the Xiao family's palace.

"Blood is thicker than water, as it should be," he said.

Emperor Yongguang paused, no longer looked at the chess game, but looked at Xiao Huan, raised his hand and made a virtual comparison on the cheekbones: "There is no one else here, let the widow take a look at you."

Xiao Huan sat upright for a while, then took off the mask, and looked at Emperor Yongguang.

The father and son have similar facial contours. The man from the Xiao family has a resolute appearance, with a narrow and straight nose, like a peak wall, and the brow bone contains the air of Sichuan and the sea.

And Xiao Huan's eyes, lips, and even the mole at the end of his eyes, all resembled his mother very much, and compared to the rest of the Xiao family, he was even more unparalleled.

There was a trace of kindness on Emperor Yongguang's face, and there were thousands of words. Through Xiao Huan's face, he seemed to see that beautiful concubine Jin who loved and hated so much, and that child who was full of indifference and alertness many years ago.

"Your Majesty, don't worry too much." Xiao Huan said, "The past is just the past."

Emperor Yongguang nodded, thought for a moment, and said: "The prince and the fourth child have already accepted the concubine, but there is no one around you. You have to think about starting a family and starting a business."

"The foundation of the ghost army is stable, this matter is not important." Xiao Huan politely changed the topic.

However, Emperor Yongguang waved his hand and said, "It's not someone else. There's news from Xiye Kingdom that their princess has a deep friendship with you. If there is such a meaning, it's good."

Xiao Huan frowned slightly, and recalled it carefully for a moment, but he didn't have any impression. Instead, he remembered Lin Yi's joke that day.

"I don't have this impression." Xiao Huan said, "Even if there is, it's just a misunderstanding."

"After so many years, don't you have someone you like?" Emperor Yongguang wanted to fulfill Xiao Huan, but he never asked for anything, and he didn't lack anything, as if he had no desires, even these days in Jinling. Only occasionally showing up in court, extremely low-key.

Xiao Huan smiled, and said calmly: "Your Majesty, since I can't undo the spell on my body, I shouldn't delay any girl."

This time he can be said to have thrown a trump card.

Sure enough, Emperor Yongguang didn't urge the marriage or inquire any further, and asked after a long while, "How is your health?"

"The spell is difficult to solve. Her spell is unsolvable." Xiao Huan's eyes were neither sad nor happy, and he confessed to Emperor Yongguang a lie that would reassure him.

When Concubine Jin died, the news of Xiao Huan being cursed was blocked, and the royal family of Yan Kingdom was cursed by a noble lady from southern Xinjiang. This kind of thing must not be spread.

Emperor Yongguang sent envoys to negotiate with southern Xinjiang, and in the end almost threatened with force, but there was still no solution.

I just got an answer - the life expectancy of the person affected by this spell is only 35 years old.

This is also the reason why Emperor Yongguang can safely appoint Xiao Huan as a general.Xiao Huan's life will be very short, so no matter who succeeds in the future, he will not have the intention to take that position, otherwise he will also be known as Da Tianxia, ​​and he will die to sit in the world.

Xiao Huan knew this truth in his heart, and now the spell is not unsolvable, but he will not tell Emperor Yongguang.

There are many prerequisites for royal family affection, and the balance between him and Emperor Yongguang is his short life.

That being the case, it might be a good thing to keep this conditional warmth and postpone the bloody storm a little bit.

Xiao Huan added coldly: "However, if I bring someone I like back to Danxiao Palace in the future, I hope His Majesty will make it happen."

Whether it is perfect or not does not depend on Emperor Yongguang's opinion. After all, Lin Yi is going to make a decision, and he is just being polite today as a precaution.

A string of exquisite copper wind chimes hangs from the corner of the eaves. Year after year, it has grown green and rusty, mottled like a chess game on a chessboard.

"Your Majesty, please." Xiao Huan signaled him to continue the game.

The white lotus in the half pond in the imperial garden swayed slightly.

If time goes back, the petal stamens close, the rhizomes retreat to the soil, and the seasons are reversed a little bit in spring and autumn, it should be the first hundred hectares of Yeyan red lotus.

In a few days, we will go to Linbo Grand Meeting.

The Linbo Conference is held every two years. The Western Regions, Mobei, Southern Border, and even as far away as Nanyang, all parties will send envoys. Envoys from all nations will gather together. Do not refuse.

This is an important opportunity to finalize business exchanges and government agreements for the coming year, and it is also an opportunity for the intersection of courts and rivers and lakes.

There will be a grand event in Linbo to entertain the envoys, and there will also be a martial arts competition at the Mingguang Terrace that attracts thousands of people. Experts from all sides gather together to compete and compete.

Nie Yanli and Shao Chongyou entered Jinling City along an inconspicuous route according to the agreed time, intending to reunite with Lin Yi and the others.

Shao Chong was still waiting for Nie Yanli to pick up his things at the entrance of a back alley, but he heard a commotion.

This alley is twists and turns, one end is a backstreet of residential houses that few people pass by, and the other end is connected to a lively market.

Shao Chongyou didn't want to care about it, but he couldn't help but stop when he heard a teenager yelling "Lin Yi! Save me" in panic.

He thought for a moment, then headed towards the direction of the sound, and found a narrow alley in the side road.

A young man in the alley was pinned against the wall with his arms twisted, unable to struggle, and shouted "Lin Yi" and "Lin Ziyao" from time to time.

Pressing him was a young man in black. The young man drew out a short dagger, gestured at the young man's cheek, and said casually, "No one can save you."

Shao Chongyou's movements were as fast as lightning, and he took down the Wanren sword as he rushed towards him silently. The young man was obviously not an ordinary person, so he noticed it sharply and turned around to fight him.

It was easy for Shao Chongyou to deal with it, and he asked the young man in between, "Who is Lin Yi to you?"

The boy was released, rubbed his sore arm and took a few steps back. He had curly dark brown hair and widened his eyes and said, "He's my brother! Do you know him?"

Shao Chong still didn't answer him, while holding the unsheathed Wanren sword to fight against the young man, he said coldly to the young man, "Who are you?"

The young man was born with a very beautiful appearance, a slender figure, and very deep facial features. He was obviously from an outsider. The corner of his mouth twitched: "I don't need to tell you."

After saying that, he shot the short dagger at the young man, took advantage of the gap between Shao Chongyou's blocking the short dagger, turned around and jumped up the wall of the alley to escape.

Shao Chongyou jumped away with the boy in his arms, and then the dagger sank into the gap between the bricks in the wall where the boy was just now.

Shao Chongyou didn't intend to chase the young man, and he didn't use his full strength in the fight just now, because the young man's kung fu was no match for him.

The most important thing is that it was a woman disguised as a man.

Shao Chongyou put down the young man, but the young man held his arm and did not let go. He looked vigilantly at the direction in which the young man left, and then looked up at Shao Chongyou, staring at his cold and sharp face for a while.

"He won't come back." Shao Chongyou had to say, "Who is Lin Yi to you?"

This boy has dark chestnut curly hair, is fair and handsome, and has deep eye sockets. He is obviously also from an outsider.

When did Lin Yi have a younger brother of a different race?

"Lin Yi is my... little candied fruit." The young man looked at Shao Chongyou a little distracted, thought for a moment, and came up with such an answer.

Shao Chongyou: "..."

"Let go first." Shao Chongyou said, "I still have something to do."

Wulanjia became anxious when she heard the words, so she let go of his arms, hugged his waist like lightning, raised her head and looked at him with round eyes: "No."

Wulanjia was born fair and beautiful, with light brown eyes, like pure glass in the sun, looking up at Shao Chongyou: "You know Lin Yi, right? I invite you to drink, don't ignore me, that person is still will come for me..."

Shao Chongyou frowned slightly, with chiseled facial features, looked down at Ulanja who was hugging his waist and did not let go, and listened to his babbling in Chinese with a foreign accent.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation. Normally, he had already drawn his sword against the opponent's neck, but Wulanjia really made people hard-hearted, especially the peaceful life these days, which polished his cold heart and indifference. Much milder.

"Don't be afraid, I will take you to him."

Shao Chongyou raised his hand and gently pinched the back of Wulanjia's neck, which relieved his tension inexplicably, so he let go of his hand obediently, and stopped talking, and was carried to the side by Shao Chongyou like a little leopard good.

"Yo, picked up a little baby?"

At the entrance of the narrow alley, Nie Yanli leaned lazily there, raised her eyebrows, and looked over with a smile.