Rebirth of a Star General

Overnight, the world changed hands.

Guangyan killed his father and murdered the monarch, conspiracy to usurp the throne, and was arrested and convicted by the fourth prince Guangshuo with Guide Zhonglang. Before his death, Emperor Wenxuan had already issued an edict to change the crown prince. After entering the imperial mausoleum, the enthronement ceremony would still be held, but the person enthroned had changed from Guangyan to Guangshuo.

No one in the DPRK dared to object.

Guang Shuo's work is completely different from his lenient and taciturn appearance. He captured Guang Yan as early as last night, and he has already arrested all the trusted confidants of Guang Yan. Guangyan's army was not prosperous at first. If it was said that because of Xu Jingfu's relationship, there was still support from the He family. After the accident of Da He Rufei, the military power of the Fuyue Army was withdrawn and could not be used by the prince.

Cutting grass and eradicating roots, Guang Shuo's actions are so resolute that it is terrifying. The courtiers were discussing that the fourth prince had the aura of a god-king, and it had already begun to emerge.

As for the emperor's last edict, it was also found to be false. Concubine Lan and Ni Guiren, along with dozens of other women, were able to save their lives. When it spread to the ears of the people outside, they all said that the Fourth Prince was kind and wise.

The people never cared who was sitting in that position. As long as there is clothing to wear and food to eat, it doesn't matter who makes the emperor.

And the courtiers will not object. Now in the Great Wei royal family, the fifth prince Guangji is still young, and there is only one Guangshuo who can support things at the moment.

Emperor Wenxuan entered the imperial mausoleum, and in the Qinglan Palace, Concubine Lan took off her heavy robes. As soon as I sat down, someone came in from outside.

It is Ni Guiren.

"Congratulations to my sister now that you have got what you wanted." Ni Guiren walked to the small table and sat down on his own, and said with a small smile: "It won't be long before my concubine will call my sister a queen mother."

Concubine Lan Gui looked at her, her eyes still as calm as before, "Ni Guiren, isn't she still alive now?"

Ni Guiren was taken aback.

On that day, Wei Xuanzhang was killed in front of the Chengle Palace, intensifying the conflict between the prince and the great Wei. At the last moment, Ni Guiren cooperated with Concubine Lan.

Guangji's words are false, and the edict that passed the throne may not be true. In the end, what Guang Shuo wanted was just an excuse, a justifiable excuse.

In fact, at that time, Ni Guiren also held the determination to fight against the water, thinking that he would be dead both vertically and horizontally, it is better to fight. But in fact, deep down, I don't think Guangshuo will succeed.

But Guangshuo succeeded.

It is an understatement to say it outside. After just one night, Ni Guiren finally realized that if it was just a temporary move, if Guangshuo was just fighting for his mother, in such a short time, I am afraid that he will not be able to win General Guide. Followed by General Feng Yun.

I'm afraid that the scene that happened in the Golden Palace last night was foreseen by Concubine Lan Gui many years ago.

Even thinking deeper, perhaps Emperor Wenxuan died at the hands of Guangyan, and Concubine Lan Gui might not really know anything.

Guangshuo's silence and gentleness, generosity and ignorance of court affairs, Lan Guifei's indisputable and gentleness, and Wenxuan's favor and sincerity were all arranged by Lan Guifei long, long ago. From the beginning to the end, it wasn't that Guang Shuo's acting was too good, it was Concubine Lan Gui's idea that even her son never knew.

Empress Zhang may have guessed one thing right. Concubine Lan Gui is not indisputable, but she simply does not look down on ordinary favors. If she wants to fight, she will fight for the most honorable position in the world for her son.

So the prince is destined to lose, because he does not have a mother who can hide for himself for many years without revealing any flaws.

Guangji was still young, and from today onwards, no one in the entire imperial family of the Wei Dynasty was Guangshuo's opponent.

In Ni Guiren's heart, a chill slowly surged. The woman in front of her has a gentle face. For so many years, I have never seen her rebuke angrily, but it turns out that she is the most terrifying one.

"Concubine, it's good to be alive." Ni Guiren lowered his head, with a hint of humility and fear in his voice unconsciously, "In the future, the concubine will follow the empress. Guangji... I hope Empress will take care of her more."

Concubine Lan Gui didn't speak, just looked out the window. After a long time, she turned her head, as if she had just heard Ni Guiren's words clearly, nodded slightly, closed her eyes and said, "Okay."

...

There was chaos in the prince's house.

The servants were weeping and weeping, dragged by officers and soldiers, grabbed, and the princess screamed and was taken away. Before leaving, her fingernails ran across the wall, leaving a long trace.

Someone walked slowly, until they reached the back of the courtyard, the last room.

This is a dark room. Crown Prince Guangyan has a ferocious and sullen temperament. If someone offends him, it is better to kill him directly to vent his anger, or even worse, to be imprisoned in the dark room of the Prince's Mansion and tortured, life is better than death.

Now that there is an accident in the Prince's Mansion, the officers and soldiers are busy arresting the relatives of the mansion, and no one pays attention here.

The young man walked slowly, his clean boots stepped on the wet ground, the dark room was very dark, with dim lights, and dark traces could be seen, either dried up, or glowing brightly, like human blood .

It was built like a prison cell, separated by iron fences, and there were no guards. Hearing someone's movement, the people in the room didn't react at all. At most, they raised their heads slightly and put them down very quickly. Everyone here was dying, and they didn't think that anyone would come to rescue them.

Despair abounds here.

He walked slowly, and every time he passed a room, he stopped in front of the door and took a serious look, as if to recognize the appearance of the person inside. When he found out that it was not, he walked away again.

This way, he walked from room to room until he reached the last room.

There was a figure curled up on the ground, lying on her side like a young child, with her hands on her shoulders, her head buried low in her chest, her clothes were disheveled, and as soon as she walked away, although she didn't move, her body began to tremble slightly.

Chu Zhao took a step.

He looked at the figure inside, and after a while, he opened the door.

The people inside still didn't move, didn't even look at him. Chu Zhao walked up to this person and slowly knelt down halfway, as if he wanted to appease him, but he didn't know where to start. After a while, he said warmly, "Yingxiang."

The person in front of him trembled violently.

"Yingxiang," after a pause, Chu Zhao said, "The prince is dead, I'll take you back."

He stretched out his hand and wanted to help Yingxiang, but she was blocked by Yingxiang, but she seemed to have no strength, and this blocking was useless. Chu Zhao helped her to sit down in front of the stone wall, and cleared the chaos in front of her for her. Hair, then stunned: "You..."

"...don't look..." Yingxiang said weakly.

It turned out that the charming and charming face was covered with terrifying knife marks, and because it had not been properly treated, the knife marks were not yet scabbed, and the blood was dripping. Both startled and appalled.

Chu Zhao was shocked.

The night before Guangshuo went to Chengle Palace, Chu Zhao went to the residence of the Fourth Prince.

He had already seen clearly that Guangyan couldn't fight Guangshuo at all, and Empress Zhang was not a match for Concubine Lan Gui. He really has no other way to go, even if he follows Guang Shuo now, Guang Shuo will never reuse it for him. But following Guangyan is nothing more than tying them together and dying together.

When Xu Jingfu was alive, he told him to learn to make choices in everything.

He chose to do his last business with Guangshuo.

Tell the prince's troops and arrangements, betray the prince, and obtain a condition for him and Yingxiang to survive. He no longer expects to make any achievements in his career, because it is impossible. Although I don't know if I can succeed in the end if I survive this bargain, but it's already the case, at least it's okay to survive now.

At that time, Guang Shuo looked at him and didn't seem to expect that Chu Zhao would put forward this condition. He only asked, "Since the fourth son of Chu values ​​your maid so much, why did you send your maid to Guang Yan?"

"Since you sent her to make eyeliner, there should be no other affection. Now, at this time, there is nothing to ask for except this woman, but it is difficult for people to understand."

Chu Zhao said warmly, "I don't understand either."

For him, there is nothing in the world that cannot be used, and there is no person who cannot be used. But every time, at some point, there will be some weaknesses that should not exist.

He Yan is like this, so is Ying Xiang.

Looking at Ying Xiang in front of him, he didn't know how to react for a while.

Ying Xiang only glanced at him, then quickly buried her head, as if she was afraid that she would stain Chu Zhao's sleeves, so she stopped talking.

The voices of officers and soldiers scolding and screaming from servants could be vaguely heard outside, Yingxiang listened carefully for a while, and said, "...Is the prince dead?"

Chu Zhao regained his senses and said softly, "Yes. You can leave the Prince's Mansion."

Hearing this, Ying Xiang did not show a happy expression, but instead stepped back a little and said, "No..."

"Don't you want to go back with me?" Chu Zhao asked.

"Fourth Young Master," her voice was as soft as the most fragile silk, and it would shatter with just a gentle pull, Ying Xiang said, "This slave can't leave."

Chu Zhao was startled: "Why?"

As if she had experienced a huge struggle, Ying Xiang slowly stretched out her hand and lifted her sleeves. Chu Zhao's eyes widened abruptly. The skin on her sleeves, which had been flawless like snow, was now completely unrecognizable. It seems to have been mashed, leaving traces of festering.

"The prince feeds the slaves and servants with no antidote," Yingxiang said, "The slaves... are people waiting to die."

Guangyan hated her betrayal and infidelity, and there were countless ways to torture the infidel. Yingxiang's appearance was extremely beautiful, and he ruined her appearance. And let her die in the most devastating and cruel way - watching her last inch of intact skin fester, and finally die, it is disgusting.

Murder is heartbreaking, but that's it.

In an instant, Chu Zhao was greatly at a loss. He hadn't felt this kind of emotion for many years. He looked at Ying Xiang at a loss, and said, "It's alright, stay out, and I will find a doctor to treat you."

"It's useless." Ying Xiang smiled bitterly, "This servant knows that she can't be saved."

The torches burning on the wall swayed quietly, and the half of her blood-stained face was very clearly and terrifyingly photographed, and she no longer had the splendid appearance of smiling and graceful in the past.

Chu Zhao stared at her blankly. He knew that if Yingxiang fell into Guangyan's hands, it would definitely not end well, but he never expected it to be like this.

Not dead, but better to die.

"Slave...I have one more thing to ask for."

"You said." He said.

"In the life of a slave, there is nothing but appearance." Yingxiang stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to touch her face, but her hand stopped in mid-air, "Now her appearance is completely ruined, and she has taken the incomprehensible thing. Poison, the slaves don't want to die, the terrifying and hideous, Fourth Young Master... can you give the slaves a treat?"

"You want me to kill you?" Chu Zhao looked at her in amazement.

"The life of this slave was originally saved by the fourth son, and now he died at the hands of the fourth son, which is considered a complete success. Besides," the woman's voice was soft, "the fourth son is not harming the slave, it is helping the slave."

Chu Zhao said, "I won't kill you."

"Then ask Fourth Young Master to leave." The maid, who used to bow down to him, showed a tough look to him for the first time. "The maid is here and won't go anywhere."

"Yingxiang," Chu Zhao was helpless to her for the first time. He patiently said softly, "Your injury is not irreversible. There are many doctors in Shuojing who can cure you."

"Even if it's cured, so what?" Ying Xiang smiled lightly, "The slave girl has no face now, and she can't even take care of herself. Staying by the son's side and not being able to be driven by the son is also a drag."

Chu Zhao heard the words, his expression moved slightly, and he said, "Are you by my side, just for me?"

"Young Master, don't leave useless people." Yingxiang replied.

In these words, there is a needle hidden in the cotton. And he was speechless.

"The slaves were sold by their father as goods, and it was the son who rescued the slaves. Since then, the master is the benefactor's parents, and the slaves will go through fire and water for the master. Everything the slaves did at the time were all willing, but now, they are about to die. At that time, the slaves hope to be able to decide their own destiny." Ying Xiang looked at him, and for the first time in those beautiful and docile eyes, it was as burning as sparks, "Please do it, sir."

Four eyes met, Chu Zhao could see clearly, the persistence of begging for death in her eyes.

For the first time, he discovered that Yingxiang was so stubborn and stubborn.

"I beg your son to be successful." The woman in front of her knelt down again with difficulty, and with her movements, the terrifying scars on her body gradually revealed, exuding a smell of blood. Just like when she met Chu Zhao for the first time and was bought by Chu Zhao, she bowed down in confusion and respectfully.

She won't live long, even if she doesn't die now, she won't live long.

Chu Zhao closed his eyes: "I promise you."

"Thank you, son." Ying Xiang said softly.

Chu Zhao stretched out his hand to help her up from the ground, Yingxiang staggered and raised her head, and the next moment, the hand that had circled behind her shoved forward.

When the tip of the knife sank into the flesh, it was silent.

Before she had time to speak, she was sent forward and fell into Chu Zhao's arms. Chu Zhao let go of her hand, hugged her in his arms, and half-knelt on the ground.

"...Thank you son..." Ying Xiang looked at him and smiled at him with difficulty, "This is the first time for son to fulfill the wishes of a slave."

Her body was covered with new and old bloodstains, and the bloodstains rubbed against Chu Zhao's clean robes like mottled flowers. The man looked down at her, his eyes a little helpless.

It was this feeling of helplessness that fell into Yingxiang's eyes, causing her heart to suffer in an instant.

She likes Chu Zhao, and fell in love with him from the first time she saw him. In that desperate situation, when his father pushed him into the fire pit, a young and handsome boy threw a life-saving straw at him. She grabbed the straw and fell in love with this man too.

She loves his gentleness and his ruthless heart. Loving him seems to be generous and tolerant of a cold and ruthless heart, and also loves the fragility and helplessness of a moment under his omnipotent protection.

What a complex person he is, and how unfortunate he is. Fate made him contradictory. The Chu Zilan that others saw was just a fake Chu Zilan. Only she knew the real Chu Zilan. The real Chu Zilan was by no means a good person. In love with fire.

Over the years, Ying Xiang stayed by Chu Zhao's side, was made trouble by Madam Chu, molested by the first three direct sons of the Chu family, targeted by Xu Pingting secretly and secretly, and even in the end, was sent to the Prince's Mansion, to the point where she is now , she never regretted it.

Since she started, she had nothing to lose.

She had hatred and resentment towards him, but she couldn't love him. This love was carefully hidden, extremely humble, and aggressive, making her even think it was unreasonable. Never say it out loud, just so silently, silently, I have loved him for so many years.

Chu Zhao is so smart, it is impossible not to realize that she loves him.

"Young Master..." She said with difficulty: "Slave... Can I ask you a question?"

The man's voice was very light, and he treated her as gently as always: "You ask."

"Did the Fourth Young Master know early in the morning... that Miss Xu will send the slaves to the prince's mansion?"

Chu Zhao looked down at her.

In that fluorite-like light-colored pupil, layers of waves appeared. He didn't answer, but Yingxiang instantly understood.

"...So it is." After saying this, she slowly closed her eyes, her breath gradually weakened, until she was lifeless.

In the dark room, the man in Tsing Yi quietly looked down at the woman in his arms. What appeared in front of his eyes was actually many years ago, when he stood in front of the colorful world of happiness, and he was sobbing in a low voice that he heard in the countless noises. He followed the sound and saw the delicate girl looking towards him. She herself, Yao Tao Nong Li, is a peerless beauty.

He saved her, but he also killed her. If he hadn't made a move at the beginning, perhaps Yingxiang today should be happier than he is now. Unlike now, even at the last moment in the world, he left with bitterness.

She didn't do anything wrong, really, it was because she fell in love with someone like him.

After an unknown amount of time, Chu Zhao bent down and stood up, picked up Yingxiang's body, slowly walked out of the dark room, and walked out step by step.

At the end of the road, he made the last transaction with the fourth prince, and all he asked for was a bit of pitiful warmth, but now, this warmth is gone. The last person who depended on him was also lost. In this game, he gained nothing.

All lose.