Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

"Does Xiyan still remember Han Mingji?" Mo Xuan asked without answering.

Qingyun was stunned when she heard this, and after a moment she seemed to have some realization: "You mean, you are..." She remembered that Sixth Brother and Han Mingji had been on good terms since childhood.

"As you think, I am Han Mingji, also known as Chenyu."

As he spoke, Mo Xuan took out a pill and drank it, but in the blink of an eye, a face so beautiful that even the women in the world were ashamed appeared in front of Qingyun, as if the Kunlun jade had fallen in the southeast corner and absorbed the essence of heaven and earth. With unrivaled elegance, Qingyun couldn't help but be stunned. The familiar feeling from the past came to her heart, and she murmured in a low voice: "Really, is it really you?"

"It's me." He gently held both sides of Qingyun's cheeks with both hands, staring with eyes, Mo Xuan's voice was low and hoarse, and there was a layer of depth in his charming eyes that no one could see through: "Now that you know that I am Han Mingji, It's that sick man who can't live to be twenty-five years old, Xiyan, do you regret it?"

Qingyun stared at him blankly and said nothing.

"But I regret it." Mo Xuan sighed softly: "I regret that I should not have gone to a foreign country to study under my mentor. As a result, I wasted eleven years in vain."

Qingyun was shocked, what do you mean?

"I should have married you early to save so many people from worrying about me now." A charming smile flashed across Mo Xuan Qingcheng's face: "When I took you back to the palace, you were lying on the small bed playing with a jade pendant. Look at it. I giggled when I got there, my big clear and bright eyes were like stars in the sky, and my cute and pink look was deeply rooted in my bones and blood. At that moment, I decided that when I grow up, I will marry you and be mine. Wife, after that, I often went to the palace to see you under the guise of looking for Sima Xian, hoping that you would grow up quickly so that I could marry you into my Han family as soon as possible."

"How old were you then?" Qingyun raised her eyebrows and asked.

Mo Xuan didn't understand why she asked like this, but he still said truthfully: "Six years old."

"I want to marry a wife at the age of six. I am worthy of being a genius prodigy." Qingyun was speechless for a moment, but after thinking about it, she felt it was normal.

You must know that Han Mingji surpassed the number one scholar in civil and military affairs at the age of seven. His amazing talents are absolutely impressive, so he was hailed as a genius prodigy by his father. Unfortunately, he has been weak since he was a child. Except for occasionally going to the palace to find his sixth brother, he spends the rest of his time. They all stayed in the mansion to recuperate, but his reputation and frailty were always talked about.

"Six years old is not too young. Besides, you are my wife in this life, so naturally you have to strike first." Mo Xuan's dark eyes were filled with helplessness and pain: "But my broken body... In fact, when my mentor was helpless, and when I learned that you were in love with Sima Chun, I thought about giving up twice, thinking that it would be better to just watch you happy and safe from a distance."

"If that's the case, then why do you choose to persist?"

"Of course it's because I'm not willing to give up!" He stretched out his hand to hug Qingyun into his arms, and Mo Xuan kissed her lips gently: "I have loved you for fifteen years, how can I just give up? Especially now that you are divorced. If I don’t take action against Sima Chun, I will be so sorry for God’s love for me. Even if I only have a few short years to love and stay with you, I will have no regrets. But have you regretted it? ?”

Qing Yun rolled her eyes at Mo Xuan with an angry look, and the initial surprise in her heart turned into calm: "Who said I regret it? I was once worried that I wouldn't be able to grow old with you, but now it's balanced. The two of us are basically the same."

"You really don't regret it?" Mo Xuan stared at Qingyun with wide eyes, undisguised surprise and anxiety shining in his charming eyes.

"Is it possible that you still suspect that I'm trying to coax you?" Qingyun turned her eyes away slightly and said, "Since you don't believe me, then I'll go find someone else. Anyway..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Xuan reached out and covered Qingyun's lips, then raised her chin to face him. Although he knew that she was just talking, Mo Xuan couldn't help but become anxious and said domineeringly: " I don't allow it!" Seeing the naughty smile on the corner of Qingyun's lips, she sighed helplessly, lowered her head and buried the smile into her hot lips.

It took a long time to let go of the sweet and soft beauty. Mo Xuan lowered his eyes and looked at his pretty and crimson lover. His anxious heart finally fell to the ground safely: "It's not that I don't believe you, I'm just afraid. I'm afraid that you will be like everyone else. Look at me with pity, fearing that this is my wishful dream. Once I wake up from the dream, there will be nothing left. Without you, I will no longer have the courage to survive."

"Fool!"

Nestling in Mo Xuan's warm arms and listening to his powerful heartbeat, Qingyun felt her heart was at peace: "As you said, as long as I can have a good love with you, even if it's only a month, a day, or even a month, Minutes, for me, this life is enough!"

In the years before Mo Xuan left the capital, although she passed him every time, his clean and bright smile was deeply reflected in her mind.

He came back to treat her cold poison six years ago and got together once a month. The two of them barely said a word, but she felt his concern.

And in the past year, he has been with her through life and death time and time again, planning and arranging everything for her. She has seen this one by one, and has unknowingly taken him to her heart. Plus, knowing that he is like this After many years of silent devotion to her, and treating her sincerely like this, if she misses him because of external factors, wouldn't she become a fool?

"With you, I want nothing more!" Putting his chin on the top of Qingyun's hair that exuded a light fragrance, Mo Xuan was filled with joy and relief.

As if remembering something, Qingyun looked up at Mo Xuan and said suspiciously, "You also went to pick me up and take me back to the palace back then?"

"Well, back then, after receiving a secret letter from...your late father and mother, the emperor secretly took Manager Leng, Lord Protector and my father to meet them, and I accidentally learned about this. When I was curious, I begged my father to take me with him, and I met you who had just turned one year old."

Qingyun couldn't help but his expression changed after hearing this: "In other words, you have met my father and mother? Then what kind of people are they?"

"I heard from my father that my mother-in-law is a gentle, quiet and righteous woman of extraordinary beauty. As for my father-in-law, he is extremely handsome and has a transcendent temperament. He especially has a deep love for his mother-in-law, which is admirable and moving." Mo Xuan's eyes were full of memories of the past. With solemnity and admiration: "However, when we rushed to Luoxia Valley day and night, my mother-in-law had passed away due to the poison in her heart. My father-in-law entrusted you to the emperor and followed your mother-in-law. The emperor buried your father-in-law and your mother-in-law together and took you back. palace."

"What kind of poison did my late mother have?" Qingyun was eager to know everything about her parents, so she didn't notice anything wrong with the title in Mo Xuan's words.

"I still haven't found out the poison my mother-in-law was poisoned with."

"Then have you heard about the true identity of your late father and mother?"

When Mo Xuan heard this, a secretive dark light flashed in his eyes, which was so fast that Qingyun didn't notice it: "No, it's just that my father-in-law and the emperor are as close as brothers, even their appearance is somewhat similar."

"No wonder some people say that I look like my father. No wonder more than one person said that I am my father's biological daughter. That's it."

"Xiyan..."

"I'm fine." Qingyun shook her head, and then asked: "Then are my father and mother buried together in Luoxia Valley?"

"I stayed in the carriage to take care of you, so I don't know whether my father-in-law and mother-in-law are buried there."

"That's it." Qingyun's slightly drooped eyes showed a look of loss and sadness that could not be concealed, as well as a hint of doubt.

For so many years, her father has not taken her to visit her parents. Is it because he is worried that she will be touched by the scene and become sad? Or is there another reason?

Should she ask her father? Or go to Luoxia Valley herself?

Looking at his lonely beloved, Mo Xuan suddenly felt extremely distressed. He hugged her tightly with his strong arms and comforted her softly: "I know you miss your father-in-law and mother-in-law very much, and I also know the hurt and pain in your heart, but People cannot be resurrected after death. I believe that my father-in-law and mother-in-law have spirits in heaven and I hope that you can live happily. So Xiyan, you must be well. I and many people who love you will accompany you and take care of you."

After listening to Mo Xuan's words, the melancholy in Qingyun's heart gradually dissipated, and was replaced by emotion. She raised her misty eyes and looked at him, and said angrily: "I haven't married you yet. I'm not ashamed to cry." But my heart was pounding, and I was both sweet and shy.

"You are destined to be my wife, and your parents are naturally my father-in-law and mother-in-law. I have nothing to be ashamed of."

He lowered his head to Qingyun's ear, and his hot breath sprayed slowly on her fair neck. Seeing her pretty rose-red face, Mo Xuan couldn't help but feel his mind wandering, his breath became thicker, and his hot lips then held her in his mouth. Those cool and soft cherry lips...

The night is dark, the bright moon is in the sky, and the manjus and sand flowers are blooming coquettishly in the clear water.

At this time, in the Mingde Palace, Emperor Huiwen and others learned that Mo Xuan was Han Mingji, the son of Taifu Han. They all looked solemn and remained silent for a long time.

After a long while, Sima Rui said calmly: "Mo... Han Mingji's deep affection for Jiu'er is obvious to all, and there is nothing wrong with Jiu'er marrying him."

After hearing this, several people turned to look at Sima Rui in surprise. Sima Yue said dissatisfied: "Third brother, old man Tianji asserted that Han Mingji will not live to be twenty-five years old. If Jiuer marries him, then it is not, it is not... .Anyway, I don’t agree!”

"So what? Jiu'er and Han Mingji are in love, and it won't help if we don't agree." Sima Rui lowered his eyes slightly to cover up the sourness in his eyes: "After all, the most important thing is that Jiu'er lives happily, isn't it?" His cold poison has changed, and the only thing he can do is to satisfy Jiu'er's wishes.

A sentence about mutual love and a sentence about Jiu'er's happiness being the most important immediately made several people swallow their objectionable words. Yes, what else is more important than Jiu'er's happiness?

Emperor Huiwen and Leng Yi quietly looked at each other and recalled that incident. Could it be that Han Mingji coveted their treasures from that time?