- General - Arc 4 - 85

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In the fifteenth year since Xi Ye traveled to this world, he and Gu Cong chose the clan's son and crown, who patiently planted a small sapling for a long time, finally let go and successfully abdicated.

There were no cameras in ancient times, and 1101 worked diligently to wipe the tail. After leaving the palace, they quickly got rid of the servants and guards, and disappeared completely from the sight of the royal court like water droplets into the sea.

Because Gu Cong studied medicine in this life, although the conditions were relatively backward in ancient times, Xi Ye's life expectancy was longer than in the previous two worlds. When death came, he wanted to let Gu Cong live well, but reason told him that the other party would never obey.

So, what was finally said became: "See you again."

See you soon.

With this in mind, Xi Ye opened his eyes again in the deep and chaotic darkness.

What came into view was a relatively clear bronze mirror. He was sitting in front of a wooden table that looked like a dressing table, still wearing a red dress. At first glance, it seemed that he was still in the previous life.

But there is still a difference.

In this life, from the outside, he looks like a young man in his early twenties, and the embroidered pattern on the red clothes is not a dragon pattern, but a feather like a phoenix.

1101, who was half a step down by the host for the Nth time, jumped out: "It's Xifu."

[You don't even look back? 】

The red silk and the word "Hi" still cannot conceal the dilapidation of the whole house, and the old wooden smell that has not been lived in for a long time... Xi Ye frowned slightly, and a lot of plots and memories belonging to the trumpet rushed in.

The son of a criminal.

This is the most prominent label on Trumpet.

Once upon a time, he was also pampered and pampered. The greatest pain was the worn out leg while riding a horse, which made his mother cry in anxiety. From then on, let alone a horse, he never touched a sword again.

However, people have misfortunes and blessings, and the moon is cloudy and sunny. Ten years ago, Xi's father was beheaded for corruption, and Xi's mansion was also ransacked.

--There are one hundred and thirty-seven people in the whole mansion. On the day of ransacking the house, he saw many familiar servants and servants fleeing, crying and shouting, but the soldiers guarding outside the mansion held up their swords, blood spattered and wiped their necks.

At that time, the trumpet felt that his throat seemed to be blocked by something heavy, and he could only squeeze out a few words with great difficulty. Now, facing the head of his mother who fell from a height, he realized that he had completely lost his voice.

It stands to reason that in ancient times, the age of the trumpet at that time, even if it was not the crown, was only thirteen, and there was absolutely no possibility of survival.

However, he is tied to a baby relative who is well known in Yanjing, and he is connected to the general's mansion with great achievements. The old general has just passed away due to illness, and the only remaining grandson is far away at the border. Rao is the emperor, it is not good to kill him without notifying him.

Seriously speaking, this marriage was considered an oolong, the old general's son hadn't died in battle at that time, and the daughter-in-law and Mrs. Xi were close friends before leaving the cabinet. As soon as Mrs. Xi became pregnant, the marriage was settled amidst chatting and laughing.

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