Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Xiao Chongyuan came to the courtyard and Yuan Wu was already waiting at the table.

There are continuous heavy rains in Jiangbei, but it is sunny and sunny in Yujing City.

The warm autumn sun shone down on Yuan Wu's dark blue clothes, and the hidden gold threads in the clothes shone brightly.

He drank tea slowly and saw Xiao Chongyuan's figure slowly approaching. He was not surprised at all: "The Regent really knows about the prophecy."

Xiao Chongyuan sat opposite Yuan Wu and slowly poured a cup of tea.

Holding the tea cup, he said calmly and calmly: "I know many prophecies. I wonder which one Lord Yuan is referring to?"

Yuan Wu chuckled: "His Majesty Beiyan sent an imperial edict, ordering me to marry General Zhenbei as soon as possible. I could obviously prevent General Zhenbei from going to Jiangbei, but I didn't. Does the Regent know the reason?"

Without saying a word, Xiao Chongyuan slowly brought the tea cup to his mouth and took a sip.

Fragrant tea, tasteless.

He didn't drink from it, nor did he taste it carefully.

He didn't care about the tea in his hand.

Yuan Wu glanced at him lightly, taking in all his reactions.

So, Yuan Wu continued to speak unhurriedly: "Because, I am protecting her. If she really marries Beiyan, she will only be skinned and cramped by those barbarians, and her bones will be crushed and ashes scattered."

"Did you know that there is an extremely cruel punishment in Beiyan? It is to hang a person and pour scalding hot oil on him."

"When the person is in great pain, his skin is peeled off and his bloody body is hung up for public display. This punishment is known as 'lighting the sky lantern'."

"Of course, in addition to protecting her from being lit as a sky lantern, I also postponed the wedding despite the imperial edict, mainly because of the fate prophecy."

Xiao Chongyuan raised his lips: "Barbarian? This is a good word. Mr. Yuan, do your ancestors and compatriots know that you describe them like this?"

Yuan Wu didn't take it seriously: "My grandfather is from Tangling, and my mother is also from Tangling. I am half Tangling."

"So I won't be as tough and barbaric as the Beiyan people, nor will I be as weak as the Dongling people. What's wrong with describing them as barbarians?"

Xiao Chongyuan nodded slightly, raised his glass and took another sip.

Yuan Wu returned to the topic: "The regent doesn't seem to care about the engagement between General Zhenbei and me."

Xiao Chongyuan said quietly: "Sooner or later it will be cancelled, why should I care?"

Yuan Wu raised his eyebrows: "The regent thinks so, is that why he doesn't pay attention to our Majesty's imperial edict to get married as soon as possible?"

Xiao Chongyuan put down his cup and faced Yuan Wu's direction:
"No, Mingwei is not around. I am bored here and there. It is not a bad idea to listen to Mr. Yuan talk nonsense and pass the time."

"It's just that Mr. Yuan has been going around and around for a long time without getting down to business. I feel impatient, so I won't accompany you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Chongyuan was about to stand up, but Yuan Wu held down the back of his hand.

Xiao Chongyuan chuckled: "It seems that Master Yuan's skills have recovered."

Yuan Wu said while retracting his hand: "Since the regent doesn't want to hear about the imperial edict, the regent must have already known that I received such an edict."

"How about we change the topic and talk about General Zhenbei's fateful prophecy and our respective opinions on this fateful prophecy?"

The two people were seated on two wicker chairs.

The tea table and tea sets in the middle are also made of bamboo.

Hearing this, Xiao Chongyuan leaned back and faced Yuan Wu leisurely: "Speak, I, the king, listen." Yuan Wu slowly said: "Bei Yan is a witch, and witch doctors and wizards are all indispensable people in Bei Yan. , our most powerful wizard in Beiyan, is as famous as Dongji Zhenren in terms of deducing destiny."

Xiao Chongyuan asked: "Then what?"

Speaking of which, Yuan Wu was not in a hurry.

He poured himself another cup of tea, smelled the fragrance and tasted it, as elegant as a scholar.

Seeing that Xiao Chongyuan's expression did not change, he concluded: "It seems that the regent has indeed learned about the fateful prophecy of General Zhenbei."

Xiao Chongyuan rested his arm on one hand and leaned slightly sideways on the wicker chair: "Wei Zeng, I am waiting for you to tell me. If Master Yuan feels that the truth is hot, you can tell me later."

Yuan Wu's hand holding the cup tightened slightly.

It seemed that he was unsure of Xiao Chongyuan's thoughts, but he tried his best to restrain himself from breaking his defense first.

He used laughter to cover up the feeling of emptiness in his heart, and then spoke calmly and calmly:
"Before I went on my mission to Dongling, the wizard gave me a prophecy about the fate of General Zhenbei."

"Only my grandfather and I know this secret, and not even the Emperor of Northern Yan knows about it. Now, I want to use this prophecy to negotiate a condition with the regent."

Xiao Chongyuan asked back: "Master Yuan just now said that you have the blood of Dongling and Beiyan, and you are not a pure-blooded Beiyan. How much do you trust the wizard's orders?"

Yuan Wu replied softly: "I don't say [-]%, but [-]/[-]%."

Xiao Chongyuan half-smiled: "So, Mr. Yuan doesn't completely believe in the wizard's orders, so he wants to test whether the last ten percent should be believed with me."

Yuan Wu smashed the cup on the tea table: "The Regent is indeed a smart man. Yes, I just want to get the last uncertain answer from the Regent."

"We all know who the true identity of the regent is and when he started accompanying General Zhenbei, so there is no need to explain it in too many words."

"Judging from the reaction of the Prince Regent to the prophecy, this prophecy must be [-]% true."

"If I'm not wrong, the regent has already received the prophecy about General Zhenbei from Dongji Zhenren, right?"

Seeing that Yuan Wu already knew about it, Xiao Chongyuan did not hide it, but expressed his affirmation frankly: "Master Yuan expected it to be true."

Yuan Wu narrowed his eyes: "Dongji Zhenren's fortune-telling deduction is famous all over the world. I think the fortune-telling mottos we two got are almost the same."

Xiao Chongyuan's voice was calm: "So, Master Yuan, can you tell me your purpose?"

Yuan Wu touched his chin: "Purpose? How about just saying my purpose? Only by mutual benefit can we achieve a win-win situation."

"Since it's a transaction, I can't just think about my own interests, but also the interests of the regent. Only then will the regent truly cooperate, right?"

Xiao Chongyuan sighed, but asked him seriously: "Do you have no friends?"

Yuan Wu was slightly startled: "I don't understand what the regent means."

Xiao Chongyuan smiled: "The way you talk about cooperation is like a lonely widower without friends. You've been talking for a long time. What's the point? Can we get straight to the point?"

Yuanwu laughed loudly: "The regent is really humorous."

Then, he touched his chin and said meaningfully: "General Zhenbei, he is already 16 years old. There is not much time left before he turns 17."

"Seventeen...seventeen...can this number make the regent talk to me calmly?"

(End of this chapter)