Rebirth's Charm

Chapter 32

Yu Shaoheng put his hand on her waist, exerted a little force, and asked vaguely, "Are you all right?"

Ye Xizhao responded softly: "En." He hurriedly leaned over to turn off the lights, and the indoor light became dim.

In the dark, I can think of a small rustling sound...

"Xi Zhao." Yu Shaoheng called her by her name in a leisurely way.

She responded softly, "Huh?"

Yu Shaoheng quickly gave her a kiss, "Do you like it?"

Her tone was as honest and innocent as a child's: "I like it."

Yu Shaoheng took advantage of the situation and asked, "What about me?"

"You?" Ye Xizhao tightened his arms around his shoulders and neck, his voice became softer and sweeter, "I like it too." Then he asked him uneasily, "What about you?...Do you like... Do you like me?" The words were broken.

Yu Shaoheng was moved by her unprecedented frankness and directness. He almost suspected that this was a beautiful and distorted dream. After confirming that this was his own consideration of gains and losses, he replied softly, "For me, you are indispensable."

Ye Xizhao gave a satisfied smile.

When quietly embracing him, Ye Xizhao thought, from the previous life to the present, it seems that tonight truly belongs to him.

It was at this time that Yu Shaoheng whispered in her ear: "It seems that I only really have you until today."

Ye Xizhao's fingers moved around his back, drawing his graceful and powerful lines, and his voice was full of guilt, "It's my fault, it was my fault in the past."

Yu Shaoheng played with her long hair, "People live in this world, look at the long-term. I have forgotten all the past, and you don't need to remember it either."

"En." Ye Xizhao nodded vigorously, but his nose felt a little sour.

Yu Shaoheng got up and put on his pajamas, lit the lamp, "I'll call someone to take a bath for you."

Ye Xizhao was struggling because of this, "I'm too lazy to move." Looking at him sideways, he frowned, "I haven't told you yet, I drank a lot of wine with my second brother and sister at night, and I was already dizzy. Very tired right now."

Yu Shaoheng raised his eyebrows, "Drinking while I'm not at home?" Thinking about her abnormality before, he said, "Still drunk?"

"I didn't!" Ye Xizhao refused to admit it, "I'm just too lazy to move."

Yu Shaoheng smiled, "If you're tired, don't move, we'll talk about it tomorrow morning."

"Then how can I do it?" Ye Xizhao frowned again, his whole body was sticky, it was too shameful to just sleep like this.

Seeing that she was seriously worried about such a trivial matter, Yu Shaoheng couldn't help laughing.After raising his voice to call the servant girl to prepare water, he found her pajamas and helped her put it on, then picked her up and walked outside.

"What are you going to do?" Ye Xizhao became anxious, "Can't I go? I'll go by myself."

"Save your energy. I'll watch you, and I can prevent you from getting drunk and falling asleep."

"No!" Ye Xizhao struggled in vain to get off the ground, "The servant girl will see."

"Whoever dares to speak nonsense, I will break her leg." Yu Shaoheng faced her worry directly, and took her to the ear room with strides.

Seeing this, the maidservant on duty at night hurriedly bowed her head and retreated.

Ye Xizhao buried his face in his chest, and said angrily, "I won't have the face to face anyone from now on."

Yu Shaoheng smiled heartily.

Outside the window, the wind is fragrant and the dew is heavy, and the moon and stars are thin.The low-pitched frolicking of young couples in the room melted into the night, warming up the cool March night.

In the early morning of the next day, the morning light quietly streamed into the room, reflecting the sleeping couple.

Fingers interlocked, faces facing each other, the woman nestled in the man's arms, like a pair of intimate pigeons.

When Ye Xizhao woke up from the dream, the first thing she felt was dizziness and thirst, and then she began to recall the events of last night, so she admitted the fact that she was drunk—some situations she couldn't remember at all, which made some things incoherent.

She was ashamed.Slowly withdrew his hand from his palm, sat up carefully, picked up the clothes from his side and put them on.

As soon as the middle clothes were put on, Yu Shaoheng woke up, rubbed her long black and thick hair, and said lazily, "Sleep a little longer."

"No." Ye Xizhao turned his head and smiled at him, "Sleep a little longer, and have dinner together when I come back."

But Yu Shaoheng stretched out his arms and hooked her down, "Today, you are also lazy once."

Ye Xizhao had nothing to do with him, so he told him about yesterday's commotion, and finally said, "Mrs. Tai is depressed, how could I break the rules at this time?"

"Really?" Yu Shaoheng let go, "I'll go with you."

The husband and wife dressed neatly together, and before turning to wash up, Ye Xizhao frowned and muttered: "I feel like I'm going to fall apart."

Yu Shaoheng asked: "Is it blaming the second brother and sister for drinking, or blaming me?"

"..." Ask knowingly.Ye Xizhao came up behind him with a blushing face, pushed him outside, "Hurry up and wash up."

Yu Shaoheng laughed out loud.

Ye Xizhao was only worried about one thing: "I was so happy yesterday that I forgot that I was still taking the medicine, so drinking will not affect the efficacy of the medicine?"

"It's only slightly affected, and it's just that the curative effect of one or two bowls of medicine has diminished. Just pay attention in the future."

"Ah."

On the way to Mrs. Tai's room, Yu Shaoheng slowed down and told her about the collection of poems, "You have more and more things recently, so I will revise and transcribe them, and then you can send them over."

"Okay." Ye Xizhao could hear that the distance between Weng and his son-in-law became closer after yesterday's incident. At least, his father began to trust Yu Shaoheng.In fact, other things are considered trivial, she can solve them by herself, only this matter is the most important.

When we arrived at Mrs. Tai's room, Yuanyang was advising Mrs. Tai: "How about just drinking a bowl of soup? You should eat some more."

"I'm getting old and I don't have a good appetite. I'll have some snacks later." Mrs. Tai waved her hand and turned to the big kang to sit down.

Yu Shaoheng and Ye Xizhao stepped forward to salute, and then sat down.

Mrs. Tai inevitably talked about Yu Shaohuan, and discussed with Yu Shaoheng: "You should find a concubine with a dignified character for your third younger brother. Your third younger brother and sister... well, it's simply not desirable."

But Yu Shaoheng said: "Let's talk about it in a few days. Since the behavior is not good, and the Song family is not good at teaching their daughters, I'm afraid there will be troubles in the future. Let her make troubles, and it's best to make troubles until Shao Huan can justifiably divorce his wife." After a pause, he smiled indifferently, "Actually, it's reasonable to divorce her now."

Mrs. Tai and Ye Xizhao looked at him in surprise at the same time.

【Past and Postscript】

In the middle of the night, Yu Shaoheng heard the sad news of Ye Xizhao's death.

In the boundless snow, he walked into the dormitory of the other courtyard again.Looking at the woman lying quietly on the bed, she approached slowly.

Sitting beside Ye Xizhao, Zhilan's crying gradually faded away, and the whole world fell into dead silence.

Putting her hand in the palm, there was still a little warmth, but it was already a little stiff.

His eyes wandered to her face.His eyebrows were painted in ink, his long eyelashes drooped, and his pale lips pursed into a faint smile.

I can no longer see her frowning slightly.

I can no longer see her cold eyes.

I can no longer hear her cool voice.

she left.

In the end, she still left him.

When these thoughts surfaced, Yu Shaoheng's heartstrings tightened violently, and the pain made him frown.

Slowly let go of her hand, and smoothed a strand of her messy hair before getting up.

Standing up, he called Chang'an.

Chang'an went outside the screen.

Yu Shaoheng ordered: "I will bury my wife and send it back to the Marquis' Mansion overnight. Order the housekeeper to prepare for the funeral, and make a big deal of it."

Chang'an said he was stepping down.

Yu Shaoheng leaned over, slid his finger across Ye Xizhao's brow, and said softly, "Xi Zhao, if you die, I won't make you pure, just continue to hate me."

Before leaving, Yu Shaoheng noticed the heartbroken Zhilan, and nodded to her: "After Madam's funeral, you go back to the house to take care of the main room, and keep everything as it was."

Zhilan was so crying that she couldn't speak, so she could only kowtow in thanks.

After Yu Shaoheng returned home, he stayed by the lotus for a long time, and took Chang'an to Feng Huixuan's small courtyard.

There was a panic from top to bottom in the courtyard, no one expected that Yu Shaoheng would come uninvited.

When Feng Huixuan got up, Yu Shaoheng had already arrived in the hall, she only had time to put on a cloak over her pajamas, and walked quickly to greet her.

Yu Shaoheng sat cross-legged on the big kang, his expression as cold as snow.

To Feng Huixuan's surprise, Chang An actually followed in, standing at the entrance of the hall, holding a bowl of medicine in his hand.

Before she had time to think about it, she stepped forward and bowed her knees.

Yu Shaoheng's gaze revealed a bone-piercing chill, and he walked from her abdomen to her cheek, and said in a low voice, "Madam has passed away."

"What?" Feng Huixuan looked up with surprise on her face, and saw the man's eyes were empty and cold, so she was convinced, and said in a low voice, "Why is it so sudden? Madame said she was going to rest..." As she spoke, There were tears in his eyes, and his voice was choked with sobs, "Master Hou... My condolences to Master Hou."

Yu Shaoheng was indifferent, "Before she left, she told me that I would carry you as the second wife for the sake of your unborn baby."

Feng Huixuan froze for a moment, covered her face and wept softly: "Madam..."

"Why are you crying?" Yu Shaoheng's voice sank, "Are you afraid that you will blind her eyes and come to claim her life in the middle of the night after she leaves, or are you afraid that I already know the good deeds you have done secretly?"

Feng Huixuan stopped crying immediately, and looked at Yu Shaoheng with surprise and fear.For a moment, I recalled that night two months ago.

That night, Yu Shaoheng also came in the middle of the night, smelling heavily of alcohol, and his steps were a little staggering.Gu Zi took off his brocade robe, middle coat and top, and fell on the bed before telling her the reason for coming: "Madam ordered the servant girl to pass a message that I haven't slept in my concubine's room for many days. How can I have children if things go on like this?" There was a pause, and the eyes slowly closed, "Madam is so virtuous, how can I live up to her kindness."

After that, he sighed inaudibly.

Feng Huixuan managed to hold back the bitterness and jealousy caused by his words, and turned to pour a glass of water.When he came back, he had fallen asleep.

For a long time, she sat beside him, watching his sleeping face, watching him turn over occasionally with a little irritability.

The sound of the bell ringing reminded her that it was almost time for him to get up and go to morning court.Only then did I realize that I had been staring at him for so long.

If I miss this opportunity, I don't know when I will have to wait to sleep in the same bed with him next time.

She took off her clothes, lay down beside him, snuggled up to his side, carefully placed her hands on his waist, slowly moved up, and swam around his thin upper body.

The man in his sleep was startled, and out of an instinctive reaction, he turned sideways and took her into his arms.The scorching hands landed on her back, moving gently, and a childlike innocent smile appeared on the corners of her lips.

At this moment, Feng Huixuan's heart was drunk.

The next moment, her heart was broken——

Yu Shaoheng clasped her waist with his hands, and vaguely called out: "Xi Zhao..."

Feng Huixuan froze.

Immediately, Yu Shaoheng seemed to realize that the touch was different from the name he was calling, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Feng Huixuan was taken aback and couldn't move.

Yu Shaoheng's lazy and warm gaze when he woke up suddenly turned cold.

Before she could react, Yu Shaoheng got up and got off the ground, exhaled lightly, a little annoyed, "Why did you come here?"

Feng Huixuan hugged the brocade quilt and sat up, "Don't you remember, Lord Hou?"

"..." Yu Shaoheng dressed neatly and left indifferently.

Feng Huixuan looked at his back without a trace of nostalgia, her eyes slowly turned into hatred.

In his eyes, there is only one Ye Xizhao in the world, and other women are used to be ignored and humiliated by him.

In his eyes, he only owes Ye Xizhao in the world, and he can accept Ye Xizhao's harm and ignore him.

Ye Xizhao was indifferent to him in every possible way and never fulfilled his duty, but what about him?Still protecting Ye Xizhao like that, not allowing anyone to approach the main room, let alone discussing Ye Xizhao in private.

Ye Xizhao was just a decoration in name only, but no one could deny that: he took care of and cared for this decoration with all his heart, and even though he suffered and loved and hated, he still never gave up the responsibility of being a husband.

After a long time, Feng Huixuan showed a sinister smile and said softly, "I don't remember? How come you don't remember?"

It was after this night that Feng Huixuan's love for Yu Shaoheng turned into hatred.

The feelings that are humble to the dust bring only heart-burning torture, Yu Shaoheng can bear it for a long time, but she can't.

She is not Yu Shaoheng.

Yu Shaoheng gestured to Chang'an.

Chang'an walked up to Feng Huixuan with a cold voice: "The imperial doctor my aunt bought was eliminated ten days ago. The lunatic who my aunt had an affair with was beaten to death with a stick five days ago. If my aunt wants to read the confession, Chang'an will send it later."

Feng Huixuan fell to the ground, and it took her a long time to digest the facts she had heard.After the dirty truth was revealed, she felt a sense of relief that she was finally relieved.

She chuckled mockingly and asked Yu Shaoheng: "You knew it from the beginning? Knowing such things, you have endured it for so long, are you still a man!?"

Changan replied for Yu Shaoheng: "The concubine's room is just a tool used by the wife to extend the sons of the Hou Ye. If you can't do it, the wife will send Fei Cui and others to the Hou Ye. No matter how drunk the Hou Ye is, he will never forget what happened. What's the matter. Master Hou wants to get rid of An Guogong's mansion, but my aunt is in the way, and she has evil intentions, so she has to get rid of it."

Yu Shaoheng pointed to the medicine bowl in Chang'an's hand.

Feng Huixuan looked at Yu Shaoheng again, looking at the man who made her go crazy from love to hatred.It was still such a charming and handsome face, but it seemed so strange at this moment.

He is dead.

His heart is dead.

Follow Ye Xizhao.

It was only then that he realized that he had such a cruel side, and he had let her fall into his trap without a trace, which showed that he had already seen through her heart.

Thinking about it carefully, it makes sense today.

Since she appeared in the room beside the lotus, and since he was plotted against by the entire Hou Mansion, he will naturally pay attention to everything in the inner house.A man who has the talent to stabilize the country, as long as he thinks, he can know right and wrong in the mansion.Nothing can hide from him for long.Hold back, but the time has not come.

Right now, Ye Xizhao's death made him lose his patience, and made him show a brutal side, turning all the pain into murderous intent.

What's the use of guarding such a cruel and desperate man?Better to die.

Feng Huixuan smiled miserably, took the medicine bowl from Chang An's hand, and drank it in one gulp.

She thought it was a bowl of poison, but it was not.

She thought Yu Shaoheng was too cruel, but his cruelty was far beyond her imagination.

It was a bowl of abortion pills.

Chang'an tied her up and stuffed her mouth with a cloth strip.

After a while, she felt severe pain in her stomach, and warm currents gushed out from her body.

Chang An carried her to the bedroom and tied her to the chair.

She was going to die under severe pain and after losing too much blood.

Early the next morning, the other concubines heard the news of Ye Xizhao's death, and were immediately called to Feng Huixuan's room.Entering the hall, they smelled a strong smell of blood.

A needle could be heard in the room, and the atmosphere was so gloomy that it was almost eerie.The man sitting cross-legged seemed to be born suitable for such an occasion.Under the shadow of death, his beauty cannot be diminished even if his expression is as indifferent as iron, even if his eyes have turned to gray.

Yu Shaoheng didn't wait for them to come forward to salute, he had already got off the ground, and walked slowly towards the door, his voice was very calm: "Feng's daughter heard the news of Madam's death, and she was so anxious that she had a miscarriage and passed away. You and Madam are deeply in love with each other, after hearing the bad news Willing to be buried with you—how you die, you choose yourself. Chang’an, order the housekeeper to prepare more coffins—don’t waste it.”

He never admitted that they were his women.

He had only ever had one woman, and she had already left.

The few women looked at each other as if they were struck by lightning for a moment, and they had to look at the terrified eyes of others to confirm what they had heard just now. After the death-like silence, they all called for help and tried to escape.

Yu Shaoheng left the crowd and walked out of the courtyard slowly.

The third wife and her maid stood outside the courtyard and looked around.

Yu Shaoheng told Chang'an: "After a while, ask her to take a good look at those people."

"Yes."

At noon that day, when the third lady left Feng Huixuan's courtyard, she had a silly smile on her face and murmured: "Dead, everyone is dead. Ye Xizhao is dead, and no one needs to live. The next one is you, Song Xinyao." , the next one will be you... Who told you to help Feng Huixuan get to the Hou's Mansion? The next one will be you..."

For many years after that, the third lady only did one thing every day—repeat these words until she died.

But in half a day, all Yu Shaoheng's concubines died unexpectedly, and the third wife was frightened into a fool.After Mrs. Tai heard about it, she almost fainted.

She never thought that her son would let her experience the cruelty in his bones.These behaviors at the moment clearly seem to want to destroy their homeland by themselves because they don't want to live a peaceful life anymore.

All because of Ye Xizhao's death.

Mrs. Tai resisted the turbulent emotions in her heart, and waited patiently, waiting for her son to come and give her an explanation.

But Yu Shaoheng never showed up, he stayed in the main room, leaning on Ye Xizhao's favorite beauty couch all day long, silent.I don't even have the mood to drink away my worries.

It wasn't until after Ye Xizhao's funeral that Yu Shaoheng went to Mrs. Tai's room, and said straight to the point: "Mother, I will find another daughter from a good family for Shaohuan in a few days. I have already asked for orders to guard the border. When will I return to Beijing? I will talk about the sequel." .”

"You..." Mrs. Tai looked at his obviously thinner face, swallowed all kinds of reproachful words, choked up for a while, and said, "Shao Heng, is it worth it? Are you worth it these few years?"

"It's just that I owed her in my previous life." Yu Shaoheng threw up his robe and knelt down, "Mother, Shao Heng is not filial."

Mrs. Tai suppressed her tears, "If I had known today, even if I would bow my knees in front of her, I would try my best to win your little husband and wife and Hemeimei... Forget it, as long as it is related to her, it is useless for me to say anything. You ... let's go."

Yu Shaoheng got up slowly, turned and left.

Mrs. Tai looked at his Xiao Suo's back, unable to restrain all the sorrow and sorrow, and burst into tears.Rather than saying that she lost her eldest daughter-in-law, it would be better to say that she lost her eldest son.

Knowing the son is like the mother, she understands that the eldest son in the future will just live, serve the country loyally, and live to fulfill his filial piety.

On the day Yu Shaoheng left Beijing, the spring was cold and there was a drizzle in the sky.

He took a detour to Ye Xizhao's tomb, and when he approached, he ordered his followers to stop and wait.Jumped off the steed, walked slowly to the tombstone.

Gently caressing the tombstone with both hands, he slowly made a lonely smile.Sentences of gentle, desolate and fragile words melted into the cold wind and rain, and quickly dissipated into nothingness:

"After you left, you never entered my dreams."

"I changed your life, and you ruined my life. Is it fair?"

"I do not hate you."

"I just wish I hadn't treated you better when I was alive. If you have been cared for for five years, would you still have the heart to leave?"

"I thought your indifference for the past five years was a catastrophe in my life. Now I realize that the suffering of not being willing to resent and resent you is just a drop in the ocean."

"In the end, you are still ruthless and want to punish me for the rest of my life. I will always be your defeat."

"Between you and me, who is responsible for whom?"

No one could hear his heart except her who was buried underground.

Except for her buried in the ground, no one knows whether he has shed tears of heartbreak.

After silence, he raised his hand and patted the tombstone a few times, took a step back, took out the jug, and sprinkled all the wine on the tomb.

In the end, he turned around and walked away gracefully.

(End of this chapter)