"You are so blaming, you still think you are some kind of son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, bah! How dare you ask me to be your slave, and you don't even want to see if you have the face." Zhu Ergou took the wine, sat on the table and drank, mouthing

He was cursing something.

Thirteen was sitting behind Zhu Ergou and could hear all this clearly. He slowly lowered his head and buried his face in the empty bowl, his eyes dim and dark.

The Prime Minister's Mansion was exiled. As a lackey of the Prime Minister's Mansion, how could Zhu Ergou appear in Jian'an City...

The hatred of Sanjiao at the beginning was engraved in Shisan’s heart.

If it weren't for Su Qing'an, he would definitely be beaten to death by Zhu Ergou. The silver the princess gave him saved his mother's life in times of crisis. Thirteen's character is determined to retaliate and has clear grudges. Unfortunately, he never had the chance to thank Su Qing'an.

The more Zhu Ergou thought about it, the angrier he became. He drank too much and talked too much. He just slipped out without knowing the door. Thirteen was frightened when he heard this.

He didn't pay attention to the people behind him and staggered out.

Thirteen narrowed his eyes and followed silently.

After being a beggar for so many years, Shisan is best at tracking and running away.

…

The grand palace banquet is scheduled for April 16th.

April of the thirty-sixth year of Yonglin is a season that turns from warm to cold.

That day was a sunny day.

Almost overlaps with the faded scroll.

The palace is splendid, with carved beams and painted buildings, giving it an extravagant color, and the sound of silk and bamboo can be heard endlessly.

Kings, grandsons, nobles, talented men and beauties mingled with each other, drinking and talking happily.

The atmosphere was very lively, and most of the topics were all about one person - Cen Jinyuan.

This young general, who could withstand ten thousand enemies with his body and once served as a million divisions with his sword, fought against the current and defeated the many with less. In seven battles, he achieved great glory and was respected by the world!

"He must come to such an important day." Someone said to Nie Chengye with a smile: "What is the origin of Cen Jinyuan? The limelight is almost overwhelming you!"

Nie Chengye said calmly: "It is Daliang's good fortune to have a brave general."

"I want to see what kind of airs this person has. I haven't seen him even once since I returned to Beijing. I'm afraid he's not one thousandth as good as Chengye!"

"It's also possible that he's a green-faced fang who doesn't dare to show his face, hahaha!"

Everyone laughed.

The friend possessed him and whispered in Nie Chengye's ear: "I heard that Princess Zhaoyi visited General Dingbei's Mansion not long ago. She has also reached the age of marriage. Please don't make wedding dresses for others in the past three years."

"No." Nie Chengye chuckled, confidently, "Qing An will not marry anyone else."

The memory of Nie Chengye's previous life was that in the spring of the 33rd year of Yonglin's reign, Su Qing'an died in the palace with thousands of arrows piercing her heart.

Later, Su Ziheng ascended the throne and conferred Su Mohuan as Princess Chaoyang, bestowing her with all honors and favors. He also married Su Mohuan, becoming a perfect match in everyone's eyes.

But what happened next overturned all his perceptions.

Nie Chengye also remembered that on the night when Su Qingan died in the palace, the secret guard who had been following her also appeared in the palace.

His name is Cen Zhou!

Now everything is going in a completely different direction, Cen Zhou has completely left Jian'an City, Su Qing'an is not dead, and they will not be together.

Su Ziheng saw him and deliberately tried to win over him: "Cheng Ye, will you go to the East Palace for a drink after the banquet?"

Nie Chengye shook his head: "Don't disturb His Highness the Crown Prince." He sneered in his heart. In his last life, he supported Su Ziheng to ascend the throne, only to find that he was a complete mediocrity! Foolish king!

In just a few years of reign, he killed countless loyal ministers and lived extravagantly, making the people of the world miserable and complaining. Su Ziheng was a shame to the entire Liang Dynasty and ruined the great reputation of the late emperor.

This time, Nie Chengye would not let Su Ziheng ascend to that position.

If he could, why couldn't he be emperor?

He will stay together with Su Qing'an, make her his wife, and be a couple for the rest of their lives. He will love her well and protect her, and will not let her end up like her previous life.

Su Ziheng turned around, his expression completely gloomy.

Well, you Nie Chengye, who made his fortune all because of me, the prince, and now you still dare to be a wolf for nothing!

Su Ziheng comforted himself that he could not win over Nie Chengye, and there was still Cen Jinyuan.

He must make Cen Jinyuan his, and must not let his father or Su Qing'an take the lead!

With his thoughts racing, Su Ziheng raised his head, thought of something, and looked at Su Qing'an meaningfully.

Over there, Gu Feibai walked around and collected everyone's impressions of Cen Jinyuan, and then asked Su Qing'an with great interest: "Qingqing, you are the only one who has seen General Dingbei this month. Tell me, how handsome is he?"

, or is it ugly and shameful?”

Su Qing'an: "Don't judge someone by his appearance."

"Hello dear, I'm just curious!"

"I haven't seen his face either." Su Qing'an said helplessly, carefully recalling the scene of their meeting that day.

Strangely enough, she has always dreamed about Cen Zhou in the past three years. Since the day she met Cen Jinyuan, she has never had a dream again.

The attic was dark that day, the screen was half-covered, and a figure could be vaguely seen. My heart felt swollen and astringent for no reason. I thought carefully and said, "It shouldn't be bad."

"The general is really handsome." Qiu Tingzhu listened to the discussions among the people present. Some people made slanderous remarks. Her face turned red with anger and she spoke hastily.

Gu Feibai looked at her sympathetically: "You're done, you've fallen in love."

Gu Feibai felt that Qiu Tingzhu's words were not very credible. After all, beauty was in the eye of the beholder.

"Good morning."

The voice sounded from far away, and Nie Chengye walked up to Su Qing'an, with a warm sun in his eyes, and said with concern: "The wine prepared for this palace banquet is tribute from the grassland. It is very strong. You are not in good health, so drink less."

Su Qing'an nodded slightly, her attitude neither far nor close.

Nie Chengye sat down next to Su Qing'an: "I heard that you met General Dingbei a while ago?"

"Of course, General Dingbei has an outstanding demeanor that cannot be compared to ordinary people." Gu Feibai whistled meaningfully, and with a charming look on his face, he answered for Su Qing'an.

Nie Chengye paused slightly.

Cen Jinyuan? Nie Chengye had never heard of this character, and it had never appeared in his previous life. He was confused and weighing which character this was.

"Prince Nanning has never met General Dingbei, how do you know what he is like? Maybe he is Qingmian——"

Halfway through the words, the atmosphere suddenly became silent, and then everyone in the entire hall knelt on the ground and said respectfully.

"Long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor!"

The first thing I saw in my sight was the bright yellow clothes and the mighty golden dragon.

Emperor Liang walked slowly, and there was a young and tall figure beside him, dressed in black, cold and thin.

Emperor Liang was smiling and talking to the man.

Without the emperor's permission, no one could stand up, and there was an extremely clear distinction between superiority and inferiority.

Su Qing'an lowered her eyes, and a black dress passed by her eyes, stopping in front of her for two seconds.

His gaze lingered, and he could clearly see the cold cloud patterns above, flowing with dark light.
Chapter completed!