This was the sentence she heard most often since she was a child.
Zhao Xiyan swallowed the tears from the corners of her eyes and said softly: "Dad, I don't know what's going on."
"I don't even know if the vision in front of me is an illusion. In the past ten years, I have gone through hardships, experienced pain, and done many things that I couldn't help but do..."
Zhao Xiyan's dark eyes flashed with water, but her voice was calm.
The more Zhao Yuanming listened, the more horrified he became. He resisted the urge to interrupt and continued to listen patiently.
"The emperor of the Jin Dynasty passed away, bandits broke out everywhere, and the world was in chaos. After the prince succeeded to the throne, he was ignorant and immoral, and he wanted to recruit the people to build palaces. The Jin Dynasty soon fell."
"Today is February 15th. Just the day before my wedding ceremony, a group of rebels will break into Beihai County. All the Zhao family will be executed, Beihai County will be massacred, and not one out of ten people will survive."
"I was just trying to survive, and I was lucky enough to survive."
Zhao Xiyan's eyes flashed with intense pain, but her voice remained calm: "Eight years later, the new emperor established the dynasty and accepted a large harem. I entered the palace and became a concubine, and used the emperor to eliminate the enemies who massacred Beihai County."
"I avenged my bloody revenge and refused to live any longer, so I committed suicide by taking poison in the palace. The moment before, I was poisoned and died. I closed my eyes, but did not go to hell. I actually returned to ten years ago and woke up in the boudoir of my youth. "
"I saw the living hosta, and I saw my father who had long been killed by the sword of chaos."
Zhao Yuanming looked shocked and stared at Zhao Xiyan: "Are you having a nightmare?"
Do you think your bizarre nightmares are real?
Zhao Xiyan raised her eyes and met her father's eyes: "That group of rebels numbered about 20,000 people. The leader's surname is Zhou, and his last name is Sui. He is from Pingyuan County."
"Zhou Sui was highly skilled in martial arts, and his usual weapon was a square halberd. He was a giant thief in Pingyuan County. His men were all extremely vicious bandits."
"Zhou Sui bribed the city gate officials of Beihai County with a lot of money. On the day Beihai County was destroyed, it was because the city gate officials opened the city gate privately and allowed a group of Zhou Sui's rebel troops to enter the city."
Speaking of this, Zhao Xiyan paused and lowered her voice: "In ten days, the emperor will pass away and the whole world will be mourned. Father, if you wait patiently for a while, you can wait for the emperor to lose his faith."
Zhao Yuanming was confused, but he opened his mouth and said: "No need to wait, I believe you."
Rebirth after death is really ridiculous.
But his daughter has never lied to him.
If everything is true.
So what exactly happened to his Yue Yaer?
After thinking about it for a moment, Zhao Yuanming was so frightened that he held Zhao Xiyan's shoulders with both hands and said in a trembling voice: "Yue Ya'er, is that Zhou Sui..."
Zhao Xiyan avoided Zhao Yuanming's gaze and responded evasively: "Later, Zhou Sui died miserably. He was cut into pieces with thousands of cuts. He died three days later."
There is no need to talk about those dark and painful past events.
It will only make my father sad and angry.
In troubled times, what kind of situation will a weak woman with the beauty of the country face? How could Zhao Yuanming not guess it? His eyes instantly turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said: "I will cut him into pieces with my own hands!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. What sounded outside the door was the voice of Zhao Yuanming's Chang Sui Songshi.
"I would like to inform you, sir, that the prince is here to pay you a visit."
Zhao Xiyan trembled as soon as the word "Crown Prince" came into his ears.
In Beihai County, there is only one young man called the Crown Prince.
Prince of Beihai.
The little bamboo horse that grew up with her.
Ten years ago, Xu Jing led his guards into the rebel army to rescue her, but was eventually killed by arrows.
If there hadn't been a massacre of the city, if there hadn't been so many accidents, the Beihai Palace would have come to propose marriage after her wedding ceremony.
Fortune plays tricks on people. Because of her tragic death, Xu Jing passed away early.
Her tears also ran out that day.
Ten years later, Zhou Sui was executed by Ling Chi. She avenged the bloody death of the innocent people of Beihai County and the Zhao clan, and also avenged her former little bamboo horse.
In those ten years, she actually rarely thought of him.
She was unwilling and did not dare to recall the happiness and beauty of her youth. The long time had even worn away her memory of him, leaving only an obscure and vague outline.
…
Zhao Yuanming's voice brought Zhao Xiyan back to reality from her trance.
"Yueyaer, wipe your tears and go out with dad."
It is impossible to avoid it.
Beihai County is the vassal territory of the King of Beihai. In the land of Beihai County, the King of Beihai is the Tu Emperor. The Prince of Beihai has few heirs and gave birth to four daughters in succession. When he was nearly forty years old, Princess Beihai finally gave birth to Xu Jing. It is said that it was
It is not an exaggeration to say that you will have children when you are old.
As the only son of the King of Beihai, Xu Jing has been doted on by his parents since he was a child. He also has four sisters who love his younger brothers as much as they want.
When Xu Jing was three years old, the King of Beihai wrote a memorial and sent it to the court, asking for the establishment of a heir apparent. When he was five years old, the King of Beihai started studying. After looking around, the King of Beihai fell in love with Zhao Yuanming, a great scholar from Qingzhou, and personally led his son to become his disciple.
Using Zhao Yuanming's talent and reputation to educate an ignorant child was a waste of talent. The King of Beihai was sincere and not only rewarded him with a large sum of money, but also allocated a piece of land for the Zhao family to rebuild the clan school.
Zhao Yuanming couldn't resist, so he had to accept this disciple.
Xu Jing and his daughter Zhao Xiyan were of the same age, and they were both five-year-old children who didn't understand things. Zhao Yuanming simply taught them together. Boys and girls had to sit separately when they were eight years old, so Xu Jing shamelessly stayed in the Zhao family's study until he was ten years old.
Shirdi went to the Zhao clan to study.
In the following years, Xu Jing often came to Zhao's house to "visit", and it was inevitable to meet Zhao Xiyan face to face.
A pair of young children, childhood sweethearts, gradually fell in love, and everything fell into place.
Xu Jing was a lazy student and liked to fight cocks and raise crickets. He was a good candidate for martial arts. But the prince of Beihai didn't have to lead troops to fight. What did it matter whether he was good or not?
Anyway, the family has a hereditary throne and huge property waiting to be inherited. It has good food and fun, no need to worry about anything, and a lifetime of wealth and good life.
Zhao Yuanming has been Xu Jing's wife for more than ten years, so he naturally knows that Xu Jing is an embroidered pillow. However, he has watched Xu Jing grow up. Apart from having fun and being a little out of the ordinary, there is nothing major wrong with him. He just turns a blind eye.
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A moment ago, I was shocked by Zhao Xiyan's words, and the next moment, Xu Jing came.
Zhao Yuanming had no time to think deeply, so he quickly adjusted his mood and told Zhao Xiyan: "You and I must keep this secret secret. When we meet the prince later, we must not reveal any clues."
Zhao Xiyan pursed her lips and nodded.
Zhao Yuanming opened the study door and walked out.
Zhao Xiyan followed her father out of the study.
The bright sunshine is shining in the yard, and the fifteen-year-old boy is standing under the eaves in high spirits.
The young man wears a sapphire blue brocade robe, a jade crown on his head, and a mutton-fat jade pendant hanging around his waist. He has a long body and a jade-like face. His sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes are full of heroism.
The young man grinned brightly: "Master, sister Yue Ya'er."
