Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

The ten-year-old boy was selected to enter the Ye family, and his memory was cleaned up, and he became the highly talented Ye family's son-in-law candidate. This was the first time in eight years that he cried, no longer like a cold wood, no longer like a numb puppet, crying like a child, full of flesh and blood.

At this moment, An Mo dared to admit that he was in love with Ye Lingyin.

When I was a child, I accidentally met on the street. The girl was as delicate and lovely as a doll. His figure was reflected in those eyes, which determined his voice from then on.

If it wasn't for his memory recovery, he might have willingly obeyed the order and married Ye Lingyin. Her life in the Ye family was not easy. She often stood in front of him full of scars, but there was always only a smile in her eyes.

Just as she was drugged by her mother that night, her face was abnormally red, and she was still smiling when she stood in front of her.

I love her, otherwise how could she be easily subdued and forced by her own strength, and in the memory of that night, she was beautiful, desperate, and about to be destroyed.

There was a tension between reason and emotion, and in the end he could only accept Ye Lingyin's confession before his death.

Her death paid for the lives of his family.

But his emotions were nowhere to be found.

Those good memories and sudden heartbeats that he had had become a nightmare for the long years to come, how he wished he could die.

I don't know how long I cried, but the oil-paper umbrella behind me kept supporting me. It wasn't until the Ye family rang the bell in front of the mountain that An Mo felt that the hand on his shoulder was gently exerting strength, and a cold voice came over, " Come help me."

Stay at Ye's house and help me.

There are too many people's fates and disputes here, including Song Ye, Ye Lingyin, and An Mo. They are all victims of the chair in the high position. Now that Ye Lingyin is dead, the dispute will not end.

Song Yechu ascended the throne and needed a trusted person to assist him, and An Mo was the most suitable candidate.

Tears gradually stopped, An Mo's wet face looked up, and he saw Yunlongfeifeng's embroidered purple robe, and the face that was almost the same as Ye Lingyin's. His heart throbbed slightly, but he couldn't bear to look away.

When the hand was handed over, An Mo's life was also destined to walk with the girl in front of her, and in the decades to come, she witnessed the prosperity of the emperor created by the girl herself.

On the way back, the light rain gradually subsided. When the bell rang for the last time, there was a faint ray of sunlight in the sky. Around the altar of the Ye family, the high-level leaders of the seven major families had gathered, and the high platform surrounded by thousands of people was empty. And people's eyes are falling on the red carpet leading to the altar.

The disciples of the Ye family are the closest to the red carpet, and I don't know why, but today's female disciples are dressed in extravagant fashion.

And the faces of each of them did not appear to be pious, but instead they looked like they were watching a good show.

Today was supposed to be the most dazzling day for the head of the family, but these female disciples had seen Song Ye before, and the pockmarked face and half red face are still impressive. I am afraid that wearing a dragon robe does not look like a prince, no matter how you dress up. It's beautiful and can't be on the table.

With their outstanding appearance as a foil, the whole thing is ugly.

Everyone thought gloating in their hearts, craned their necks and looked forward to the moment when the protagonist appeared.

"Ah, come out." I don't know who couldn't help but whisper, everyone's heads turned around, and at first sight a dark purple skirt swayed into view, the gorgeous and complicated patterned fabric made women look at it I couldn't help but feel jealous.

It is a woman's nature to love beauty, but such a beautiful dress falls on an ugly body, which is simply outrageous.

The female disciples endured the sour feeling in their hearts, raised their eyes and swept upwards, wanting to see what kind of makeup the face that was nearly disfigured could look like.

A head of jet-black hair was pulled up high, and the bead hairpin flew into the clouds. The elegant and white neck extended upwards. It was a face that was white and flawless. Today's girl put on light makeup, and her eyebrows were lifted slightly, outlining a slightly sharp outline. The breath of the aura, faintly infected with the majesty of a high-ranking person, Ci Bai Yuru's face is full of red lips, the corners of the thin mouth show a sharp arc, and the deep pupils can't see the bottom, as if staring at the common people, anyone Can't see into the eyes.

The long trailing skirt swayed on the red carpet, and the air was fragrant, which was the smell brought by the three-day fasting incense.

"Ah, eldest lady." Many young disciples exclaimed in surprise at first glance, then remembered that the occasion was wrong, and immediately covered their mouths, just stared round with a pair of eyes, looking at the passing person in surprise. girl.

Following him was An Mo, who had not shown up for a long time. He shaved his beard. The boy was still as cold as before. He was half a step behind Song Ye's side, like a silent guardian.

In addition to the normal response of the heads of the seven major families, all the onlookers at the venue were all surprised.

From the glances in each other's eyes, they both saw confusion in each other.

Isn't Ye Lingyin already dead? It was still buried in the ancestral tomb of the Ye family, so why is there another Ye Lingyin?

No, the name of the new patriarch is Song Ye.

When everyone fell into a fog, the girl slowly walked up to the altar, and at the moment she was about to step up the stone steps, she turned her head to look at the new moon, who was at the head of the disciples in the inner room, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.

The latter looked at her in a trance, and then looked at the young man behind her, his eyes were dark and unclear, covered with a layer of complicated colors.

When a shocking conspiracy was revealed that day, she witnessed the whole process as a bystander. When she saw Ye Lingyin go crazy, burst into tears, and finally begged for death, the hatred that had been hidden in her heart for many years disappeared.

Who is to blame for all this, no one can tell.

She is not prepared for Song Ye's high position today, especially Song Ye who is dressed in such a dress, reminds her of the crazy Ye Lingyin who died, and Ye Meijing.

Hopefully, that chair won't make Song Ye lose his mind as well.

The long skirt stretched over the stone steps and slowly climbed to the heights, until standing in front of the altar, Song Ye turned to face the seven great families below, his eyes were arrogant and arrogant, and his calm aura shocked the spot, "Today, I, Song Yedeng, As the head of the Ye family, I will rule the Ye family in the future, listen to my dispatch, and use the tiger talisman as a proof to protect the Ye family's prosperity for a hundred years. From today, my orders are the rules. Those who do not obey the order will be killed. Those who disobey the dispatcher, kill. Those who betray the Ye family, kill."