It was as if the fire had burned everything that could be burned, and at the same time it had taken away the light. He Jingying's world is only dark and dark.

Is this hell?

He Jingying wandered on this long and dark road. She crossed her arms and sneezed, as if it was as cold as when she was a child, when she endured hunger and walked to the ruined temple in the ice and snow to grab the bones under the wild dog's mouth.

He Jingying walked through the darkness and did not feel afraid. It's just that the only person who could keep her warm and die with him was lost on Huangquan Road.

It's her fault. After a few years of comfortable life, I forgot that this world was supposed to be sinister.

After He Jingying met Xiao Zhaoye, it can be described as smooth sailing. Xiao Zhaoye respects her and loves her, and is reluctant to let her suffer the slightest grievance.

But it is true that as Xu Wanyu said, she does not have the slightest qualification to be a princess, but she monopolizes Xiao Zhaoye's favor. She herself is a dignified princess, in addition to pretending to be a little maid to go out to listen to books and drink tea every day, she sits upright in the house, pretending to be a lady, and she has not fulfilled the responsibilities of the princess at all. does not fulfill her responsibilities, has no heirs, and still dominates the position of the princess. It is not wronged that he is hated by others.

But if you die, you will die, but what about Xiao Zhaoye?

He Jingying really felt sorry for her ancestors. Their He family helped the Lanling Xiao family to lay down half of the country, for the sake of peace in the world. What a great ambition it is. I am willing to exchange the merits and glory of the family for several generations for the peace of the people of the country. But now because of her own incompetence, she killed one of the most powerful princes in the capital.

She had been wandering in the darkness. But it was too dark and too cold, she called several times, but she didn't find any trace of Xiao Zhaoye.

It was too cold, and a strong drowsiness hit. He Jingying's eyelids became heavier and heavier. He Jingying said helplessly in her heart, it seems that God will not give her a chance to find her husband and leave again.

A sound of gongs and drums shook He Jingying's headache, and a cold breath was suddenly poured into her chest, and He Jingying opened her eyes suddenly. The familiar plain yarn tent, the familiar thousand step incense, here is the Yiyue Pavilion in the palace of the southern county. The year after she married Xiao Zhaoye, Xiao Zhaoye built it for her in the palace.

What's going on? He Jingying sat up blankly. Was it all a dream? But why is the memory so clear? She still remembers even the pain of being burned by the fire.

The door creaked open, and Chun'er walked in from outside the house with a bouquet of chrysanthemums in her hand and a cold breeze in her hand, still holding a bouquet of golden autumn chrysanthemums in her hand. Chun'er was He Jingying's dowry maid, and when she saw that He Jingying had already gotten up, she said with a smile: "Miss, get up and see quickly, the tengu has eclipsed the sun!" ”

He Jingying got up and saw that outside Yiyue Pavilion, the family in the house was chasing and shouting with pots and pans. Looking at Chun'er stupidly shouting again, I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, could it be a dream?

Chun'er said again: "You are going to enter the palace today to greet Concubine Zheng Guifei, I specially picked a bunch of chrysanthemums for you to smoke your clothes." The chrysanthemums in this palace bloom so well, better than those in the general's mansion, it's just a little strange......"

Chun'er's words, He Jingying seems to have heard it.

"The chrysanthemums in the south garden of the palace are blooming luxuriantly, but the chrysanthemums in the north garden are all withering?" He Jingying looked at Chun'er and continued.

Chun'er looked at He Jingying with a look of surprise: "Miss, God, can you read minds?" How do you know what I'm going to say? Haven't you been out of the door for the past few days? How do you know that the chrysanthemums in the South Garden bloom better than the North Garden? ”

He Jingying recalled that when Chun'er entered the house, Chun'er's look and what she said, she had a memory, and she screwed herself fiercely. "Hiss", He Jingying was so hurt that her tears were about to come out.

Seeing this, Chun'er hurriedly put the chrysanthemum aside and touched He Jingying's forehead: "Miss, are you burning out your brain, how can anyone pinch yourself like this?" ”

He Jingying opened Chun'er's hand and said hurriedly: "What about the prince?" ”

Chun'er was taken aback by He Jingying's serious expression, and stammered back: "It's so early, the prince should have just gotten up......"

He Jingying lifted the quilt and jumped down, and she didn't have time to put on her shoes, so she pushed open the door and ran out.

Chun'er was shocked and shouted, "Miss, where are you going?" You have to go to the palace today, or it will be too late. ”

Where can He Jingying still manage such a trivial matter as entering the palace, the only thing she wants to do now is to see Xiao Zhaoye. If all this is not a dream, then there is only one explanation, she was born again.

If she is reborn, what about Xiao Zhaoye?

He Jingying was often sick, Xiao Zhaoye vacated a warm pavilion in his study, and he slept in the warm pavilion when he read late on weekdays.

He Jingying slammed open the door, and her hanging heart finally fell to the ground. Standing in front of the desk, the young man with sword eyebrows and sideburns, eyes like stars, and a slightly thin face is not her husband.

He Jingying pounced on him violently, wrapped her hands around Xiao Zhaoye's neck, and choked up: "Zhaoye, it's good that you're here!" I've finally found you. ”

It's just that after such a short distance from Yiyue Pavilion to the study, He Jingying has made up her mind, she wants to take Xiao Zhaoye out of the palace!

Xiao Zhaoye once said to He Jingying that it was really sinful to be born in the emperor's family, and he looked forward to one day being a businessman who walked on his feet, went to the East China Sea, went to the Western Regions, and went as far as possible.

She never wanted to be a princess. It's just that the He family's family motto is to assist the Lanling Xiao family to become a generation of Ming Jun. However, their He family has a thin heir, and her father died together with her grandfather before he had time to have more children. As the only eldest daughter of the He family, she married the eldest grandson of the Lanling Xiao family. The ancestral training of the Xiao family is to be passed on to the eldest son, so although Xiao Zhaoye is still just a prince, the burden of assisting Mingjun is not less, and it is all on her alone.

But now she's born again. I've died once, so why don't you care about those useless family mottos.

What could be more important than her husband now?

Revenge?

Of course not!

Until she died, she thought Xu Wanyu was just a pitiful person.

If you have the chance, you can ask her for a pair of eyes. But now, the only thing she wants to do is to be with Xiao Zhaoye. Since God had given her the opportunity to be born again, she wanted to choose the life she really wanted to live.

He Jingying walked to the door like a thief.

Escape from the palace, of course, you don't have to choose a day!

He Jingying pushed open the study and looked left and right, there was no one! Golden opportunity!

He Jingying couldn't help but say, pulling Xiao Zhaoye and running out.

He Jingying said while running: "Zhaoye, when I sneaked out of the house before, I secretly saved some private money in the Yongxing gold shop, which is enough for the two of us to spend for a while." Where do you want to go? To the East China Sea? Going to the Western Regions? It's cold, let's go to the East China Sea. And let's not come back when we're gone...... Let's send a letter to my father and mother from time to time, and they may not be angry after a long time. Maybe we'll run out of money, and we'll be able to get some of them. ”

He Jingying slipped to the gate of the palace in one breath, only to find that the people behind her along the way didn't say a word. She looked back and saw the man looking at her inexplicably.

He Jingying thought for a moment. Yes. She was reborn, but Xiao Zhaoye hadn't figured out what was going on. She should have explained it to him first. But I don't know where to start, should I discuss the plan for the two of them to escape from the palace first, or tell Xiao Zhaoye about rebirth first?

He Jingying took a breath, calmed down and asked, "If you have any questions, you can ask first." ”

The man looked at He Jingying for a long time, and slowly asked, "That...... Who are you? ”