"Master, Master."

Ji Lian tiptoed from the window into the house, and said in a low voice, "I have opened the guard at the side door. I will find a way to drag the people outside. You can run away as far as you can."

." It's best not to come back again and stay away from this man-eating Duke's mansion.

"You can't escape." Ye Yunting sat in the inner room, brushing his fingers over the red clothes with intricate embroidery, and raised his eyes to look at the anxious book boy.

"The guards you sent away were just people on the surface,"

Ye Yunting stood up, pushed open the closed window sash, and slowly pointed his fingers across the old trees with thick branches and lush leaves from east to west: "Here, here, and here, there are hidden guards with strong martial arts skills.

Before I could step out of the side door, they would take me down."

His eyes were calm, and deep in his dark pupils there was a hint of helplessness and resignation about the current situation: "When the time comes, I will still be forced to marry to Prince Yong'an, and you..." will have your legs broken and will be used as a hostage from now on.

He was locked up in the Duke's Mansion and never saw the light of day.

Ye Yunting turned his eyes to Ji Lian, paused, and did not finish what he had to say. He just smiled and pulled him aside to sit down, grabbed a handful of wedding candies on the table and stuffed them into his arms, and whispered:

"You can't escape either side, so why waste your efforts and make you suffer hardships."

Ji Lian held the wedding candy, stared at him blankly, and murmured: "Master, why do I feel that you are different from before?"

He looked at the young master who looked resigned to his fate, and a trace of worry appeared on his fair and round face.

Mingming just learned three days ago that he was going to be sent to Yong'an Prince's Mansion to celebrate the wedding. The young master also ordered him to secretly explore the guards in the palace and said that he would wait until the wedding day and take advantage of the laxity of the guards to escape from the mansion with him. From then on, Hai Mingming

The sky is wide and the sky is high, unrestrained.

Why have you changed your mind now?

"It's just that it's different..." Ye Yunting sat down next to him, taking a sip of the cool tea with a calm expression on his face.

After all, anyone who dies once and comes back to life will be different from before.

Three days ago, he learned from his father that Si Tiantai calculated that his birth date coincided with that of King Yong'an. Because the Holy Emperor was worried about King Yong'an's illness, he made an exception and specially named her Princess Yong'an. She entered the palace to celebrate the death of King Yong'an, who was seriously ill.

In Beizhao, everyone knows the reputation of King Yong'an.

He joined the army at the age of thirteen and became famous by beheading General Xihuang at the age of sixteen. In the following ten years, he went through countless battles, large and small, without a single defeat. It was the most ferocious and vengeful Xihuang general who saw the black armor of King Yongan's Xuanjia Army.

The liver and gallbladder also tremble.

However, just a month ago, King Yong'an was poisoned and plotted. His muscles and veins were destroyed and his life was in danger. It is said that the medical officers from the entire Imperial Medical Office took turns to fight, but no one could cure the strange poison in King Yong'an's body.

Today's Holy Emperor and King Yong'an grew up together since they were young. They have a close relationship and love each other as brothers. He could not sleep at night because he was worried about King Yong'an's illness. Later, Supervisor Si Tiantai proposed to find a noble person who complements King Yong'an's horoscope to celebrate the occasion, which may be able to solve the problem.

Crisis.

And he is the "noble man" chosen by Si Tiantai.

The tea cup was placed on the table and made a crisp sound. Ye Yunting stroked his sleeves, with a hint of sarcasm on his slightly curved lips.

At that time, he was still young and thought that this was his destiny. It was not until he entered the palace later and saw the unpredictable nature of people's hearts that he finally understood, how could he be destined to be like this?

He and King Yong'an both blocked the way of others.

It's a pity that his life was not strong enough. He spent nearly a year in the palace in a state of confusion, and then died early due to drinking poisonous soup by mistake. However, King Yong'an, who had been lying in bed and was said to be dying soon, appeared on his bed when he was dying.

Before, he said that he was implicated by him, and asked him if he had any unfulfilled wishes, and could he try his best to fulfill them for him.

He was alone at the time, and his only concern was Ji Lian, who was being held hostage in the Duke's Mansion, so he asked King Yong'an to take care of Ji Lian for him...

Ye Yunting retracted his distant thoughts and looked at Ji Lian, who had healthy legs and was plump and fair, with a somewhat cheerful expression.

God had treated him well after all. Although he could not escape the fate of giving King Yong'an Chongxi a new life, this time, he could at least take Ji Lian and leave with him.

Reaching out and pinching Ji Lian's cheek, Ye Yunting smiled and said, "I'll eat more later. I won't have anything to eat when I get to the palace."

Ji Lian had a piece of wedding candy in his mouth, his cheeks puffed up, and he mumbled vaguely: "Is it possible that the food in the Prince's Palace is worse than that in the Duke's Palace?"

He wrinkled his fat face and was very worried. The food they had in the Duke's Mansion was bad enough. If it was even worse in the Prince's Mansion, how would anyone survive?

Seeing that he was worried about his future livelihood, Ye Yunting tapped his forehead lightly with his finger, and said with a smile: "I won't starve you. The time has come, go out."

It was still dark, and the entire Yong'an Palace was heavily guarded and the atmosphere was solemn.

Only the corner of the southwestern courtyard was decorated with red and colorful decorations, and festive red lanterns were hung all over the treetops under the eaves, creating a bit of untimely joy.

The wedding queue was lined up in several lines and they were waiting quietly in the courtyard. Xi Po, who was wearing a bright red gown, stood at the front of the queue. Her anxious eyes glanced at the closed door from time to time. Her deep sighs were highlighted by the silence in the courtyard, which made her feel particularly special.

unexpected.

Today's marriage is destined to be unhappy.

Xipo was just worrying about what to do if the eldest son refused to cooperate for a while, when she heard a soft creak and the closed door of the main room was pushed open.

She followed the sound and saw a tall figure stepping out, with layers of red clothes brushing across the high threshold, lighting up the entire courtyard like flowing red clouds.

Xuanxuan is like the morning glow, and the water is like the willows in the spring moon.

Nothing more than that.

In the past, she had only heard people say that the eldest son of the Duke of Qi was as handsome as a beautiful tree in Yaolin. Although for some reason he rarely appeared in front of others, he always made the ladies of the aristocratic family blush and look up.

Looking at each other.

With this handsome face, the door to the Duke of Qi's palace was almost leveled by the matchmakers who wanted to marry him. But until the eldest son was about to lose his crown, the marriage could not be settled. It was even more unimaginable that this delay would actually lead to

He was selected by Si Tiantai and was to be sent to the dying Wang Chongxi of Yong'an.

Although she was nominally Princess Yong'an whom the Holy Father personally granted marriage to, how could there be any reason for a man to marry in all the dynasties? Not to mention that Prince Yong'an was poisoned by a strange poison, and he probably wouldn't live for a few days at all.

I'm afraid this eldest young master's fate is about to come to an end.

Xipo sighed, and many thoughts went through her mind, but she quickly suppressed them again. A strange and polite smile appeared on her face covered with heavy makeup, and she greeted her: "Princess, are you ready?"

As he said this, he couldn't help but look at Ye Yunting, his eyes filled with wonder. Suddenly he thought of something, and hurriedly went into the house to search around, and found the fallen red hijab and came out: "On this special day, we can't forget the hijab.

." As she muttered, she stood on tiptoes and put a red hijab on Ye Yunting.

Ye Yunting took a step back to avoid it, raised his hand to hold her wrist, and said in a gentle yet tough tone: "I am a man, I just wear a hijab."

Xipo hesitated: "You can follow the rules..."

Ye Yunting smiled slightly: "Rules are dead, people are alive." He paused, and then pointed out: "You are just going through the motions with me today, why bother to delay the main business for such a trivial matter?

.”

Xipo looked at him and thought that the eldest young master's temperament was different from what she imagined. She was originally afraid that Ye Yunting would cause trouble on the way to the wedding, but now she saw that he just refused to cover his head while the others were cooperating, so she didn't dare

If he pushed too hard, he took off the hijab, Fu Shen said with a smile: "Then it will be as the princess wishes."

After saying that, he twisted his body and said to the wedding team: "Open the way——"

Suddenly, the sound of joy started, and the gongs and drums filled the sky.

Ye Yunting wore a bright red wedding dress and walked out of the house, protected by Ji Lian and Xi Po on the left and right.

When he stepped through the courtyard gate, he looked back at the courtyard, which was still indescribably desolate despite the celebrations. His eyes were full of emotions, but they soon became calm again.

At the gate of the Duke's Mansion, Duke Ye Zhili of Qi, his wife Yin Hongye, and their servants were waiting to see off their bride.

Although Ye Yunting is the Princess of Yong'an who was personally conferred by the Holy One, there has never been a precedent for a man to marry, and no one knows the reasons behind this marriage better than Ye Zhili. What the Holy One wants to see is not the process, but the result. As long as a person enters Yong'an

In the palace, becoming Princess Yong'an, no one cares about the process.

He simply didn't even do any superficial work.

Seeing Ye Yunting coming out, Ye Zhili stepped forward with complicated eyes and said seriously: "Prince Yong'an is our great hero of Beizhao. You are here to celebrate the prince's happiness. You must be sincere and don't have any resentment."

Ye Yunting lowered his eyes and nodded: "Yes."

Probably because his posture was too obedient, Ye Zhili's fatherly heart was suddenly touched, and he couldn't help but stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, saying in a low voice: "My father has been unable to forgive you these years..."

"

As he spoke, he seemed to be really caught up in the drama. He couldn't help but hold Ye Yunting's hand, and earnestly warned: "If... if there is an emergency in the future, the Duke of Qi's Mansion will still be your home."

Although everyone, including Ye Yunting, knew that by leaving, his life and that of King Yong'an would be tied together.

If King Yong'an dies, he will die too.

"Father made a mistake." Ye Yunting's eyes were calm and he looked at his father without sadness or joy: "Today I step out of this threshold, and whether I live or die in the future, I will no longer have anything to do with the Duke of Qi."

He paused, took out his hand and hung it by his side, and said softly: "The grace of giving birth will be repaid today."

The complex emotions on Ye Zhili's face froze, and she looked at him in disbelief, her tall body swaying slightly.

Yin Hongye, who was standing quietly beside him, held his arm, glanced at Ye Yunting with disdain, and sneered: "They say that a married daughter throws water away. Our eldest young master has not even gotten married yet, and he can't wait to throw it away."

Do you think you are throwing water away?"

"It's getting late, let's go." Ye Yunting didn't seem to hear her sarcasm, he lifted up his clothes and got on the sedan by himself.

Yin Hongye's face darkened, and she looked at Ye Zhili, who had a stiff expression: "Master, look at it, you were so worried all night last night, but he couldn't wait any longer."

Ye Zhili looked at the sedan, his eyes flashed, and after a moment he waved his hand: "That's all."

Ye Yunting sat in the sedan chair, listening to the stagnant sound of gongs and drums outside, and closed his eyes tiredly.

The future here is unpredictable, life and death are unknown.

But he always has to give it a try and find a way out.
To be continued...