Chapter 1 Before Rebirth
Chapter 1 Before Rebirth
The cold wind is bleak, and the cold palace is bleak, and night has fallen.
In the dilapidated palace, the young man in a state of embarrassment broke his legs and collapsed to the ground with a pale face.
The coldness came through the bluestone slabs, cold into the heart.
In the night, the corner of the young man's mouth raised a wry smile, and there seemed to be tears in the corner of his eyes.
Da da da……
Da da da……
There was a sound of footsteps, the faint candlelight flickered in the palace, and the inner eunuch holding a candlestick and a basket came slowly.
The footsteps stopped, and a slightly sharp voice echoed in the palace. The young man was in a trance, only hearing the man's cold and heartless sentence.
"Young Master Wei, the time has come, please go on your way."
The voice was so ear-piercing that the young man's expression became more and more dazed, and the wry smile at the corner of his mouth became more intense after a long time.
Regret?Do you regret it?
He asked himself, he knew he regretted it, he regretted meeting that man in this life, regretting listening to his sweet words, regretting helping him ascend the throne!
How is he now?After all, he was hidden by the bird. The vows made by that person before, and the sweet words before were just empty talk after all.
He regretted it, he was unwilling, but so what?
Now he is in the inner courtyard of the deep palace, his legs have been crippled, and everyone has betrayed his relatives, and the only person who will stand by his side and help him has already died in the accident three months ago.
He has always been unable to figure out why that person is so stupid. Now that he thinks about it, in this world, that person is the only one who has a deep friendship with him. Maybe he is wrong, really wrong.
Eunuch Cao, who was wearing a blue prison uniform, saw that he had not moved for a long time, and his sharp voice became more and more urgent.
"Young Master Wei, don't embarrass our family, let's go."
The young man was still unmoved. After a while, the impatient inner prisoner put down the candlestick, picked up the poisoned wine, and forcibly grabbed the chin of the young man who had no strength to resist.
Poisoned wine was pouring down, the cold wind was bleak, the fate of Wei Yan, the son of Wei who was famous in the imperial capital in the past, was thrown into the cold palace after all, and he ended up in a situation where he died without a place to bury him.
In March, a warm breeze blows into the house through the half-opened window, and there is a warm breath in the house, which is lightly scented. The sound of the door opening echoed through the house.
On the bed in the room, the young man with a slightly immature face slowly opened his eyes. The soft light and the faint fragrance around him made him quite dazed.
Aren't you dead?
With this thought in his mind, he looked down at his hands, and what caught his sight was a pair of slender, powerful hands with soft white complexion and no scars. The moment Wei Yan saw his hands, Wei Yan was dumbfounded. Sitting on the bed blankly, he never came back to his senses.Seeing that her young master had woken up, the servant girl spoke in a soft voice like a Jiangnan water village.
"Master Yan, you are awake, let the slaves wait for you to wash up."
The sudden voice made Wei Yan look this way, and saw a maid with a slightly familiar face standing there pretty, this scene seemed familiar to him.
Are you back?
Blinking his eyes, Wei Yan covered his eyes with his hands in disbelief, and then he asked in a hoarse voice.
"Qingmei, what time is it now? Don't tell me the time, tell me what year, month and day is it today?"
The strange question from the young master made the little girl feel weird, but she still replied.
"Master, today is March 25th, [-]th year of Xuanhe."
Wei Yan was shocked when he got the exact date.
March 25, [-], ten years before he was killed.
This year, he has never met the man who killed him for the rest of his life, nor has he met the man who has been by his side forever.
This year, he still had time to change and rewrite everything.
After hearing what the maid said, he just sat on the bed like this, and spoke hoarsely for a long time.
"Wait for me to wash up."
If he remembers correctly, at this time of the year, he was reprimanded by the old lady in the mansion because he got up a little late, so that he missed meeting that person. Now that he came back, he was full of that person's previous life Be kind to yourself.How could he miss this chance to see that person again?
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