Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

"Jiu'er, why didn't you tell us about such a big thing as eradicating the cold disease?" Before the three brothers spoke, Sima Yue said: "If Brother Six hadn't come to you to discuss something at short notice, we wouldn't have known what your detoxification process would have been like. Such hardship and pain! Do you treat your brothers as outsiders?"

Sima Rui, whose left hand was behind him, shouted in a deep voice: "Eighth brother, please don't speak without restraint!"

He understood that Jiu'er didn't tell them just because he was afraid that they would be worried, but wouldn't it make Jiu'er sad if his eighth brother said this?

"Brothers, don't get me wrong, I have never...cough...cough..."

Because she was still a little weak from the cold illness she had just recovered from, and because she was anxious to explain to her brothers, Qingyun coughed violently, which scared Lan Jue and others into a panic. They slapped each other on the back and poured water.

After giving Sima Yue a hard look, Mo Xuan quickly walked to the bedside, took the warm water from Green Po and took care of Qingyun to drink it.

The three Sima Rui brothers glared at Sima Yue with accusations in their eyes.

Yun Fei and others could not accuse Sima Yue of speaking inappropriately, and could only look at Qing Yun worriedly.

"Jiuer, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do it. I...I just felt bad seeing you suffering such torture!" Sima Yue also knew that he had said the wrong thing and apologized hurriedly.

Qingyun waved her hands, calmed her breath, drank water, and gradually stopped coughing. Qingyun smiled at everyone and signaled that she was fine: "I know that Brother Bago also cares about me, so he made a mistake in a hurry. Brothers, don't blame Brother Bago. Then he said warmly to Sima Yue: "In my heart, my brothers will always be the people I care about the most. The reason why I don't tell you is because I don't want you to be worried and anxious when you see me like this. I didn't expect... ...Fortunately, my cold illness has been cured, and my brothers no longer have to worry about me."

"You are our most beloved sister, we should care about you and take care of you." Sima Xian said gently: "But you must tell us anything in the future, and don't carry it alone again."

"Yes!" Qingyun nodded, feeling moved and happy filling her heart.

Afterwards, everyone made careful arrangements for the enthronement ceremony. After Sima Rui and others repeatedly told Qingyun to have a good life and rest, they all said goodbye and left. Before leaving, Sima Xian even pulled Mo Xuan away semi-forcefully.

From the beginning to the end, Qingyun never noticed that Sima Rui, Mo Xuan, Zike and Lu Po's hands were injured.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day when Qingyun succeeded to the throne and it was also the day when Qingyun and Mo Xuan got married.

As early as the news was announced to the world, the entire palace and people inside and outside the capital began to get busy. Everyone's face was beaming with joy and everything was covered with red and colorful colors. On the happy day, the sky was even more noisy with gongs and drums and the sound of firecrackers, just like the Chinese New Year.

On the same day, both the subjects of various counties and counties and the soldiers far away at the border also happily celebrated the new emperor's enthronement and wedding.

All the people are really happy and the whole world is celebrating. From this, it can be seen that Qingyun's succession to the throne is indeed what everyone expected.

Envoys from various countries arrived at the Jin capital two days ago, and Sima Qi, Zike and Tian Yue were responsible for receiving them.

It was just dawn, and Qiao Bingying, Luo Yan, Zike and others who were brought into the palace on the first day began to help Qingyun bathe and change clothes.

The eyebrows are picturesque, the face is pure and elegant, the pear dimples on the cheeks are looming, and the complexion is as crystal clear as jade. She is so majestic that it makes people lose their soul when they look at it. The crown that symbolizes heaven and earth, the bright yellow dragon robe, and the light clouds are all over her body. The innate imperial aura he exudes naturally makes people feel respectful.

"I'm a princess today. Oh, no, it's the emperor's happy day. Why is Aunt Shen crying?" Lan Jue asked with a smile.

Staring at Lan Jue angrily, Nanny Shen took out the brocade handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, then looked at Qing Yun and choked up her voice: "In a blink of an eye, our little princess not only grew up tall and graceful, but was also about to have a biological son. I What a joy!”

After so many years, the little girl with pink makeup and jade has become a person respected by all people. For Aunt Shen, who has always loved and protected Qingyun as her own daughter, she naturally has much more feelings than others. .

Grandma Shen's strange mood was felt by Master Jingxin and Leng Yi. Thinking of every detail of Jiu'er's growth, they couldn't help but get wet in their eyes.

While Rujin and Mingqi were happy, they also felt a little disappointed. Mrs. Lost died young and did not see the young lady grow up and have a little girl with the late emperor. They also did not see the little girl avenge the Murong family. The reputation of the Murong family was restored, and it became even more glorious and honorable today.

They are still disappointed that they did not accompany the young lady to grow up. This was originally their responsibility, but fortunately the young lady took them into the palace. In the future, they will definitely take care of the young lady on behalf of the madam and the young lady.

Lifting up the hem of his dragon robe, Qingyun knelt down in front of Master Jingxin and the others: "I thank my elders for their upbringing and teachings. Jiu'er will never forget them!"

"Good boy, get up, get up!" Master Jingxin hurriedly reached out to help Qingyun up: Brother and sister-in-law, we have finally lived up to your trust!

Aunt Shen and others also had tears in their eyes, full of relief and joy.

Next to him, Zike reminded softly: "The auspicious time is coming soon, it's time for the emperor to go to worship heaven!"

"Yes." Qingyun nodded slightly, took out the brocade handkerchief and wiped the tears on her face, then got on the dragon chariot and headed to the altar surrounded by everyone.

The civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty had been waiting under the altar for a long time. When they saw the arrival of the dragon, they all knelt down and shouted long live in unison, the sound shaking the sky.

After the heaven-sacrifice ceremony, Qingyun slowly stood up, turned around, and looked at Mo Xuan who was standing under the altar. The corners of her lips were slightly raised, and her dark eyes were looking at him and everyone around him. It seemed as if they didn't exist, and there was only a hint of deep purple in her eyes.

And Mo Xuan was looking straight at Qingyun, his charming eyes shining as bright as stars, and a gentle smile on his beautiful face. When he saw Qingyun reaching out to him, Mo Xuan's smile became even more charming. , eyes always looking at Qingyun, stepping onto the altar step by step, until he stood side by side with Qingyun, fingers intertwined.

Behind the two of them, there was a bright light, purple auspicious clouds dyed the entire blue sky red, and suddenly the white birds sang in unison for a long time.

Everyone knelt down and shouted: "Long live my emperor, long live my emperor! May your husband live a thousand years!"

On this day, Qingyun changed his reign name to Tianyou and was first called Emperor Xiao of the Ming Dynasty. Mo Xuan retained his Han surname to show respect. The canonization edict also stated that he would govern the country together with Emperor Xiao of the Ming Dynasty.

Then Qingyun and Mo Xuan went to the Royal Ancestral Hall to worship. Afterwards, the two of them sat in a dragon chariot and paraded around the city under the protection of the Xiaowei Camp, enjoying themselves with the people. Wherever they went, the people all knelt down and shouted long live the mountain. Everyone is excited and excited.

By the time the trip around the city was over, the lanterns were already on, and the colorful rays of light illuminated the sky. The bright full moon hung high in the darkening night sky, and the stars twinkled.

Qingyun and Mo Xuan changed into wedding clothes and returned to the wedding room in Luoxia Palace. They completed the second half of the wedding ceremony, and then went to the Imperial Garden to celebrate with the civil and military officials and their families for half an hour. Afterwards, the two of them returned to the wedding room in Luoxia Palace hand in hand.

Master Jingxin, Leng Yi and Grandma Shen have invited out all those who wanted to have a *bridal* ceremony.

"Xiyan, are you nervous?" Mo Xuan slightly approached Qingyun's cheek, slightly raising the corners of his lips with a gentle smile.

Giving Mo Xuan a rolling look, Qing Yun quickly lowered her eyes when she saw his scorching eyes, her heart beating like a deer.

On the night of her wedding to Sima Chun in her previous life, Sima Chun went to bed alone early on the pretext of being too tired and did not touch her at all.

Although Grandma Shen taught her some common sense between husband and wife, she had always adhered to etiquette and rules and could not take the initiative to ask Sima Chun to do that kind of thing between husband and wife. Later, Sima Chun said that she was weak and needed to be nursed back to health until she He died unjustly and did not consummate his marriage with her.

Now that she was getting married again, even though she knew that Chen Yu would not treat her like Sima Chun did, she was still very nervous and even slightly uneasy.

The white and slender big hand slowly stretched out to Qingyun, curled up the corner of her red wedding dress and slowly rubbed it, Mo Xuan's low and hoarse voice revealed a hint of joy and embarrassment: "I, I am also very nervous, after all, I am also the first ,first......"

Qing Yun heard the words and raised her eyes to look at him, but saw a faint blush on his beautiful face, and her heart felt strangely calm. She could see that his black eyes, which were staring at her intently, seemed to be burning with flames, and his breath was unusual. It was hot, almost scorching the skin of her cheeks, especially the way he touched the hem of her clothes, which seemed so ambiguous. Her heart, which was already pounding, started beating harder, and Ruyu's face was stained with a faint blush. Move subconsciously towards the bed rail.

"Xi Yan" reached out with her long arms and hugged Qing Yun into her arms. Mo Xuan's lips slightly raised with a narrow smile: "Today is our wedding night, do you still want to hide like this? Are you following me?" The low and hoarse voice seemed to reveal grievance and helplessness.

"I'm not..."

Qingyun raised her head eagerly to explain that she was not avoiding him, but was too nervous, but she didn't want Mo Xuan to lower his head. Qingyun's lips pressed against Mo Xuan's lips unexpectedly, causing a tingling sensation. The feeling swept over her instantly, and she couldn't help but look stunned and stiffened at the same time.

This was not the first time that she had such close contact with Chen Yu, but now it was their bridal night after all, so her mood was naturally different from the past, and her blushing face became more and more charming, which made Mo Xuan become distraught and charming. The pupils of his eyes were so gentle that they could almost squeeze out water.

"Xi Yan, don't be so anxious, the night is still long..."

The tone sounded obviously malicious. Qingyun came back to her senses and glared at him, then turned her head away. She was no longer uneasy but more nervous.

"My dear Xiyan, I was wrong, please don't be angry, okay?" Seeing that the person in his arms was angry, Mo Xuan's eyes were as bright as stars. He hugged his beloved tightly and refused to let go, burying his head in her hair. Holding the unique fragrance on her neck: "I have been waiting and guarding for more than ten years, and finally managed to get you into my arms..."

If it weren't for God's mercy, he and Xiyan would have been separated forever. Now that he has overcome all difficulties and finally got together with Xiyan, how could he let it go so easily? He is not stupid!

Her heart ached, Qingyun tightly held Mo Xuan's hands intertwined around her waist, her body softened, and a layer of mist gradually appeared in her dark eyes: "I'm not angry, and I won't be angry with you either. I just..."

Before she could finish speaking, Mo Xuan suddenly left her neck, gently held her chin and turned to him, lowered her head, and kissed her soft lips. His movements were not crazy or impatient, but with a lingering feeling that penetrated his bones. Qingyun was caught off guard by her emotions.

"Chen Yu, I have something to tell you..." Qingyun was originally going to discuss with Mo Xuan about returning to the Han Mansion to serve tea the day after tomorrow, but as soon as the conversation started, she realized that in this kind of situation Mo Xuan would not give her a chance to be distracted.

Sure enough, a sly light flashed in Mo Xuan's charming eyes: "We'll talk tomorrow." Then he sealed Qingyun's mouth and attacked the city domineeringly, taking away her consciousness in an instant, and simultaneously pulled away the red happy eyes of the two of them with both hands. Accepting her, he hugged her and fell on the wedding bed without hesitation...

The dragon and phoenix candles burn all night long, the brocade quilts of the mandarin ducks playing in the water overlap one another, and the bright moonlight sprinkles the middle color with moistening light.

On the glazed roof of Yiyue Palace not far from Luoxia Palace.

Looking at the wedding room with swaying candlelight, Long Ying took a sip of spicy and mellow liquor, feeling sad.

Situ Jingyu lay flat on the glazed tiles, looking at the splendid fireworks in the sky, listening to the laughter and laughter coming from the imperial garden, and his heart was full of bitterness.

But Chu Yunyi changed his usual elegant and noble attitude, grabbed a jar of strong wine and drank it down, even though the strong wine was spicy and heart-burning, he didn't care at all.

The treasure he had guarded for many years became someone else's bride tonight, blooming with unknown beauty for others. How could he not be jealous or lonely?

In the shadow of the corridor of Yiyue Palace, Yunfeng, Huyan Hualing and the three people who recognized their ancestors and changed their names to Situ Yiwei looked at the man on the roof drinking wine to relieve his sorrow, with different thoughts.

Especially Situ Yiwei felt extremely guilty and upset because she originally wanted to fulfill her only brother's wish.

Who would have thought that Mo Xuan would secretly take advantage of her serious injury, causing her to lie in bed for a while, unable to speak or move her hands. It was not until today that it was settled that she regained her freedom of movement and went to the palace with her parents to attend the dinner. .

Unfortunately it's too late!

Jingyu is the only legitimate son of the general's palace, a great general with both civil and military skills, and a biological brother whom she values ​​more than her own life. How can she enter the palace and become the emperor's husband?

Standing quietly in the corridor of the inn, looking in the direction of the palace, Murong Qingyi's calm eyes revealed a hint of loneliness and relief, and a faint smile slowly appeared on his face that was obviously much older and haggard.

After a moment, Murong Qingyi turned around and walked back to the table in the room, stretched out her hand to caress the two spiritual tablets placed on the table: "Qinglian, Xue'er, today is Jiu'er's happy day, are you happy?" Two lines of tears fell silently. Slide across the face.

At the same time, thousands of miles away, under the Duanhun Cliff in Yunwu Mountain.

Suffering from the Hualiu Virus, Zhang Lianwu's face was completely disfigured and her bones were broken. The strong stench emanating from her whole body made even snakes, insects, rats and ants avoid her.

After learning the news about Qingyun's enthronement and wedding, Zhang Lianwu spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, closed her eyes, and died.