In the fifth year of Yuan Xi.
The eunuchs of the Palace of Heavenly Purity had already prepared their court robes and were waiting outside for His Majesty's summons.
Ever since His Majesty ascended the throne, he had been diligent, benevolent, open-minded, and upright. He was the perfect sage king in everyone's hearts.
If one were to compare, His Majesty was good at everything except for one thing. He had ascended the throne for five years and had yet to appoint an empress.
In fact, it wasn't that he hadn't appointed an empress. It was just that those noble ladies had all died in accidents for unknown reasons.
When His Majesty was still the Crown Prince, the late Emperor appointed a Crown Princess for His Majesty.
However, before the coronation ceremony, the prospective Crown Princess died of illness.
The late Emperor was very apologetic. His Majesty had been wandering among the common people since young and had been alone for many years. The late Emperor owed his eldest son a lot and wanted to appoint a gentle and caring Crown Princess for him so that his eldest son wouldn't always be alone.
However, before the prospective Crown Princess was married, she suddenly fell ill.
The Emperor wanted to arrange another marriage for His Majesty, but His Majesty said that he had yet to complete his great undertaking and had no time for private matters. Moreover, although the noble lady before wasn't married and wasn't considered a proper Crown Princess, she was still His Majesty's wife in name. He should mourn for her for a year.
Seeing this, the late Emperor could only give up.
After a year, the confrontation between the Eastern Palace and Yang Shoufu became more and more serious. The Grand Secretary and the Empress Dowager were not willing to let His Majesty have a powerful family of wives, so they kept suppressing him from getting a wife. His Majesty was busy with court affairs and really didn't have the time.
Later, the Yang Family failed, Yang Shoufu was removed from his position, Empress Dowager Yang died of illness, and then the Second Prince collaborated with the Yao Dao to present an elixir to His Majesty, which actually poisoned His Majesty to death.
After this incident, the Yang Family completely collapsed. His Majesty followed the people's wishes and ascended the throne, changing the reign name to Yuan Xi.
After that, Li Seung-kyung, as everyone expected, went from a perfect Crown Prince to a perfect Emperor.
There was nothing wrong with His Majesty in these five years. The only thing that worried the Imperial Cabinet and the courtiers was that His Majesty's palace was empty, and His Majesty had yet to appoint an empress.
After the end of the mourning period for the late Emperor, the Cabinet, on behalf of the ministers, requested for the Emperor to select a concubine.
With His Majesty's permission, the Ministry of Rites carefully selected a young lady of the right age with a clean background and good conduct. However, before the official conferment ceremony, the young lady accidentally fell into the water and drowned.
This time, even the cabinet had nothing to say.
Li Seung-kyung's heart turned cold as the bride repeatedly met with accidents before the wedding. He felt that perhaps he was really born in the Dragon Boat Festival and was destined to be lonely.
Therefore, when he was born, he caused the death of his mother, his maternal grandmother, and his maternal grandfather. When he returned from the common people and returned to the palace, the Empress Dowager and the Emperor died one after another. His younger brother was imprisoned, and his stepmother went crazy. When he looked around, he didn't have any relatives.
Even his wife was the same. Whoever got engaged to him would have an accident.
Li Seung-kyung completely gave up on the idea of marrying a wife and focused on running the country.
The Imperial Cabinet didn't dare to persuade him again and could only let him be. Only the eunuchs who served His Majesty personally felt sad when they saw His Majesty sitting in his study in the middle of the night, answering memorials alone, one person, one table, and one lonely lamp.
However, His Majesty looked easy to talk to, but in fact, he was the most decisive. Even if the eunuchs wanted someone to take care of His Majesty, they didn't dare to act on their own.
Today, the Imperial Head Eunuch held the imperial crown and waited outside the Palace of Heavenly Purity early in the morning.
For the past five years, His Majesty had never been late for morning court, rain or shine.
He didn't need the eunuch to remind him. When it was time, he would call someone in. He was terrifyingly punctual.
The Head Eunuch thought it would be the same today. However, after waiting for a while, he saw that it was past the usual time, but there was still no movement inside.
The Head Eunuch was a little anxious. He didn't even consider the possibility that His Majesty had slept or forgotten. His first thought was that His Majesty might have met with an accident.
The Head Eunuch was a little anxious. He couldn't help but step forward and gently knock on the door. "Your Majesty, it's time for morning court."
The Head Eunuch held his breath and waited. If there was no movement in three breaths, he would break in.
Fortunately, when he counted to two, a familiar voice came from inside. "Come in."
The Head Eunuch let out a long sigh of relief and said no. He then led the people in pushing the door open and entering.
Li Seung-kyung's expression was as usual. He was handsome and indifferent. He didn't show any anger, but he was a good-looking emperor who didn't dare to have the slightest blasphemy.
Under the service of the eunuchs, he changed into an ochre red court robe. Under the crown, he looked even more majestic.
When the eunuchs surrounded him and helped him put on all kinds of accessories, Li Seung-kyung couldn't help but be distracted.
He was ashamed to say that he woke up late today and needed the eunuch to remind him of the time. It was all because he had a dream.
And it was a dream that was hard to describe.
As an adult man, Li Seung-kyung was still a very healthy man. He felt that it was normal for him to occasionally have a dream about Mount Wu.
But yesterday's dream … how to say it, it was a little too realistic.
Under the layers of sleeves, Li Seung-kyung couldn't help but gently rub his fingers.
There seemed to be a lingering warm and fragrant feeling on his fingertips. Li Seung-kyung only knew today that every word of warm and fragrant jade was real.
Last night, he was reviewing memorials until late at night. After falling asleep, he inexplicably came to an unfamiliar bedchamber and saw an unfamiliar woman.
After a while, Li Seung-kyung recognized that it was Kunning Palace.
Ever since Yang Miao was deposed, Li Seung-kyung didn't appoint an empress. The Empress's bedchamber, Kunning Palace, had been empty.
Even if there were palace servants cleaning it every day, an uninhabited palace would spread coldness and desolation from the roots.
However, the Kunning Palace in front of him was full of vitality. It was warm and fragrant. Every decoration was elegant and delicate. At a glance, one could tell that a lot of thought was put into it and that the owner had good taste.
Strangely, he didn't notice anything wrong before he went to sleep. It was impossible for someone to cause trouble. Moreover, no one in the world could duplicate the Kunning Palace exactly the same.
Li Seung-kyung thought he was dreaming, but after a while, he saw a dignified and gorgeous woman leisurely walk by. Her face was vaguely familiar, but not familiar.
In a dream, would the face of an unknown person appear?
Li Seung-kyung didn't think so. However, what happened after that was even stranger. The people in the palace seemed to not see him. The palace maids shuttled back and forth. They even called the extraordinarily beautiful woman Empress.
Empress?
Hearing this title, Li Seung-kyung suddenly had a strange feeling.
There seemed to be a strong premonition guiding him, but his eyes seemed to be blocked by something. He couldn't see the road on the other side clearly.
Later, he saw two children of four or five years old running in. The girl at the back had delicate features at a young age. She clearly looked like her mother. However, what shocked Li Seung-kyung the most was the boy at the front.
That child's features were similar to Li Seung-kyung's.
Li Seung-kyung quickly learned that the boy was called Ming Qian. He was the eldest son of the Emperor and was about to be conferred the title of Crown Prince. The girl was called Ming Yue. She was Princess Ming Yue.
The two of them were even twins.
This kind of twin should be called a boy and a girl.
Ming Qian seemed to be extremely distressed. He was always worried that he would accidentally get fat and damage the image of the Crown Prince.
Li Seung-kyung was extremely angry when he heard this. Children were growing. It was a good thing to eat more. Which irresponsible person had said he was fat?
Moreover, Li Ming Qian's body was well-proportioned. At such a young age, it could be seen that his legs were very long. When he grew up, he would definitely have a good bone structure.
Who had said he was fat?
Perhaps it was because the eldest son had no children at his age. When Li Seung-kyung saw these two children, he felt an indescribable closeness.
No one could see him. He just stood in Kun Ning Palace, watching the mother and children talk and eat. After the meal, the woman coaxed the two children to sleep. In the hazy light, her side profile was extraordinarily beautiful. Li Seung-kyung found that he was completely unable to move his gaze away.
The afternoon passed in a flash. Li Seung-kyung even went to the side hall and silently taught the two children how to write.
At this point in the dream, Li Seung-kyung was already extremely satisfied. Although these were not his children, he was strangely satisfied.
Perhaps the heavens saw that he was too lonely and allowed him to have the joy of a family reunion in his dream. This was already the heavens' compassion.
Li Seung-kyung had already prepared himself to wake up from the dream. Unexpectedly, as the sky gradually darkened, the palace servants suddenly called out in unison, "Your Majesty."
Hearing this form of address, Li Seung-kyung froze for a moment. In an instant, he felt offended and displeased.
He himself felt it was strange. Since ancient times, it was impossible that he was the only emperor. The title "Your Majesty" was not unique to him.
And this woman was the empress. Her husband was clearly another emperor.
But he still felt displeased.
He turned around with a heavy expression, wanting to see what kind of person the person called "Your Majesty" was. In the end, he saw his own face.
Was it him?
No, Li Seung-kyung quickly reacted. It couldn't be him.
He had not married, nor did he have any children. How could he have such a perfect situation of having both a wife and a child?
Could it be that he had been too busy with political affairs recently and neglected his psychology, so much so that he had fallen into a dream and imagined such a perfect to the point of being false?
Li Seung-kyung felt slightly awkward. Perhaps he really did need to relax for a while and take a look at what he was doing in his dream.
However, this was not the end. Li Seung-kyung watched as his own face walked into the Palace and ate with his wife and child. After the meal, he gave Ming Qian and Ming Yue some pointers in writing and then sent them back to their own Palace.
Later, in the dead of night, the husband and wife did what they should.
Li Seung-kyung felt very awkward. He wanted to avoid it, but his sense of touch and smell were bound to the other person. Even the feeling of a certain place was connected.
The restrained Emperor of the Qi Kingdom had a dream that even he could not see past. It was because of this dream that his biological clock, which had been accurate to the minute and second for five years, actually woke up late.
At this time, the eunuchs had already helped the Emperor put on his court robes. Li Seung-kyung straightened his crown and strode out.
Today, the Emperor was still diligent and loving the people. He was calm and self-controlled. However, only Li Seung-kyung himself knew how many times his mind had wandered during morning court.
At night, the moment Li Seung-kyung put down the cinnabar brush, he strangely felt some anticipation.
Even he himself disdained this kind of mentality.
After entering the dream, as expected, he came to that place again.
After a few days, Li Seung-kyung suspected that he had been bewitched by some fox spirit. Every night, he would enter the dream and do things that were difficult to speak of.
He finally could not resist and secretly paid attention to who the woman in the dream was.
However, the answer came unexpectedly.
It was another night when no one was around. He watched helplessly as he got the woman drunk and then went to bed with her. The beauty was exhausted during the deed, but he refused to give her a straightforward answer. He insisted on asking, "What should you call me?"
"Your Majesty …" "No, let's talk about it later."
"Your Highness the Crown Prince?"
"That's not right.
Good Yujin, if you say it's not right again, you should be punished. "
The beauty's black hair was messy, and the bed was red with sweat. She could only say weakly, "Ninth Uncle."
After Li Seung-kyung woke up, he felt that it was hard to believe.
Although this name had been used for a long time, it was not unfamiliar.
Strictly speaking, he had not been Li Seung-kyung for as long as Cheng Yuanjing.
He actually married his own niece from the Cheng Family?
Since he could remember, he had always strictly restrained himself by using the sage crown prince in the history books as the standard. However, he actually did something like embezzling and asking for his niece's hand in marriage?
Based on these days of observation, he even felt that it was not necessarily a marriage proposal. Perhaps it was a forced marriage.
Li Seung-kyung had great doubts about himself and despised the other him.
Perhaps it was because of the rejection in his heart. Since then, he had never dreamed of the details of his relationship with Cheng Yujin in the other world.
Yes, he suspected that it was a previous life or an afterlife. Perhaps it was a different world, but it was the same life he lived.
Li Seung-kyung passed a few days with strict self-discipline. On the fifth day, he could not help but ask casually, "What happened to the people of the Marquis of Yichun?"
The chief eunuch did not understand why His Majesty suddenly thought of the Marquis of Yichun.
He picked out important people and said that although Cheng Yuanjing had died and Li Seung-kyung had returned with a new identity, those close to His Majesty knew that His Majesty was the former Marquis of Yichun, the ninth son of the Cheng Family. He was a Jinshi in the 19th year of Jianwu, Cheng Yuanjing.
Although His Majesty and the former Emperor did not recognize the Cheng Family, after His Majesty ascended the throne, the Cheng Family still lived very comfortably.
Although they did not hold important positions, they did not have to worry about riches and honor.
After the chief eunuch finished talking about Marquis Yichun and Princess Qingfu, he saw that His Majesty had no intention of stopping him, so he could only continue to talk with self-doubt.
Li Seung-kyung listened for a long time and endured impatience to whisper Cheng Yuan-hsien's romantic affairs into his ear. Finally, he learned the whereabouts of the two girls of the Cheng Family.
In fact, he could no longer call them girls. He should call them grand-aunt.
The two girls of the Cheng Family were married to the Marquis Jingyong and Huo family.
She was married.
Li Seung-kyung's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He felt an overwhelming sense of desolation that made him despair.
He was silent for a long time and forced himself to ask, "Miss Cheng, how have you been recently?"
He still insisted on calling her Miss Cheng, as if she was still waiting to be married and had never been married to another man.
"Miss Cheng?
Your Majesty, are you talking about the late wife of Marquis Jingyong?
The first wife of Marquis Jingyong is already dead. The one in charge of the Huo family is now Miss Cheng, the younger sister of Miss Cheng. "
She was dead.
He found out that she was so late. Fate was actually so harsh to him.
He and she had lived in the same mansion for a short time, but he was always away from home. Cheng Yujin strictly adhered to her reputation and did not leave the house. They had only lived in the same mansion for a short time, but they did not see each other.
After that, they were like two straight lines, each rushing to their own future and never meeting again.
She was dead.
This became Li Seung-kyung's nightmare for a long time.
He had people secretly investigate Cheng Yujin's death and found out that it was Huo Changyuan and Cheng Yumo who had been secretly intimate with each other when she was pregnant, which affected her mood. The Huxue Clan had also been thinking about their grandson during her difficult labor and indirectly caused her death.
Li Seung-kyung was furious, but the angrier he was, the calmer he became. However, he took back all the preferential treatment he had given to Huo Changyuan and the promotion opportunity he had given to Huo Changyuan.
He had secretly given preferential treatment to the Huo family because of the Cheng Family. In the end, these people treated her like this.
The fact that he had spared Huo Changyuan and the Huxue Clan from death was already the greatest self-control he had honed over many years.
The more he investigated, the more he gradually realized that Marquis Jingyong and his wife, who were known as the true love of the world, might not have truly loved each other.
At the very least, Huo Changyuan had mistaken her for someone else.
He was a man, and he was a man who liked Cheng Yujin. It was easy for him to discover Huo Changyuan's secret.
Huo Changyuan had mistaken her for someone else, but he didn't realize it. He thought that he loved his savior, but in fact, he had only transferred his feelings for Cheng Yujin to Cheng Yumo.
Huo Changyuan had deceived himself and Cheng Yumo.
Cheng Yumo firmly believed that Huo Changyuan loved her. However, it was fine to see them from afar, but after getting along with them day and night after marriage, she would definitely realize that reality was very different from her imagination.
The truth was so cruel that Cheng Yumo didn't dare to think about it. She would rather deceive herself.
However, emotions couldn't lie. Cheng Yumo passed her days in depression and became thinner day by day. She heard that her health wasn't very good recently.
But what was the use of that? He was just as pitiful as Cheng Yumo.
At least Cheng Yumo was married to Huo Changyuan, while Li Seung-kyung never had a chance.
At that moment, he hated his other self immensely.
Since there was no possibility, then he shouldn't let him know.
Why did he show him a corner of the beautiful world, but then mercilessly take it all away?
Another two years passed. Li Seung-kyung still had no children.
One time, when he was traveling incognito, Li Seung-kyung met a Daoist priest.
That Daoist priest looked like a dissolute swindler. When he saw him, he said that it was fate.
Li Seung-kyung smiled as he looked at the Daoist priest's deception. He asked, "What is fate?"
"This humble Daoist is a disciple of Qingxuan Monastery. During the eighth year of Jianwu, this humble Daoist went out to travel.
So, this humble Daoist and Junshang can't be considered fate? "
Hearing the way he addressed Junshang, the people around Li Seung-kyung silently gripped the hilts of their swords.
Li Seung-kyung raised his hand to stop him. He still smiled and asked, "For the sake of Qingxuan Monastery, I will bear with your nonsense.
What else do you want to say? "
"Junshang is a wise Junshang. You benefit the world, but you lack kinship.
Cultivation is going against the heavens. This humble Daoist fights against the heavens, so this humble Daoist is willing to form more good karma. "
"What do you want to say?"
"This humble Daoist wants to tell Junshang's fortune?"
"Tell what?"
"Marriage."
When Li Seung-kyung heard this, his expression suddenly changed.
The guard immediately pulled out his sword. Li Seung-kyung raised his hand to stop him. His aura had completely changed.
"What did you say?"
"The Great Dao is fifty, the heavens give forty-nine, people escape one.
In a desperate situation, there is always a chance of survival. Jun Shang isn't a complete loner. You should have a thread of kinship.
However, due to a freak combination of factors, you missed it. "
Li Seung-kyung did not speak. He looked at him silently.
The Daoist priest could not bear this kind of gaze. He finally stopped acting like an expert and said in full detail, "Junshang's Empress is actually dead.
Everyone, please calm down and listen to this humble Daoist.
As the saying goes, the heavens will not seal off all paths. Yin and Yang coexist. There is always an antidote for poisonous things.
Junshang's marriage seems to be a dead end, but in fact, it is secretly accompanied by a turning point. "
"Take him away and put him in the secret prison for interrogation."
"Don't, don't, don't. I really don't know anything. I also don't know when and where. I just guessed it from your face.
Your Majesty, please spare my life … "Later, Li Seung-kyung interrogated him for a long time. The Daoist priest's face turned into a bitter gourd. He really did not know anything.
The Daoist priest never thought that he would be so naughty and seek his own death.
Li Seung-kyung saw that he really could not get anything out of the Daoist priest, so he had people watch over him and locked the Daoist priest in a secret prison.
The Daoist priest's intestines were broken from regret.
Then one day, a hidden guard suddenly reported that the Daoist priest had disappeared.
Li Seung-kyung sent people to chase after him. He just took a nap in his study. When he opened his eyes, he found that the location had changed. The season had also changed.
The manservant beside him eagerly dismounted and asked, "Ninth Masters, the Marquis of Yichun is just ahead.
Shall we go in? "
Li Seung-kyung suddenly felt a great sense of confusion, "Marquis of Yichun?"
"That's right.
Marquis Cheng is seriously ill and wants to see you one last time.
You said a few days ago that you would return to the capital to visit Marquis Cheng, so you can fulfill this fate. "
"Marquis Yichun is seriously ill, Marquis Cheng …" Li Seung-kyung's fingers involuntarily tightened. He remembered what year it was.
At this time, Marquis Yichun was still Marquis Cheng. Old Marquis was seriously ill and the sun was setting in the west. This was the twenty-second year of Jianwu.
This year, he was nineteen years old.
Cheng Yujin was only fourteen years old.
Li Seung-kyung immediately dismounted and quickly walked towards the Marquis of Yichun.
He walked so fast that the people behind him could not catch up to him.
When he passed through a veranda, he seemed to sense something and stopped.
Liu Yi caught up while panting. When he saw the crown prince stop, he asked, "Ninth Masters, what's wrong?"
At this moment, a gust of wind blew past, causing the night snow to fly up.
There was no one in the opposite corridor.
Li Seung-kyung muttered in a low voice, "There should be someone here."
Liu Yi did not hear clearly. He asked, "Ninth Masters, what did you say?"
Li Seung-kyung did not answer. Instead, he asked, "Did anyone come to break off the engagement today?"
"Break off the engagement?"
Liu Yi was even more confused. "It's better to tear down ten temples than to ruin a marriage. Everything was going well, so why break off the engagement?"
Li Seung-kyung did not say anything else.
Liu Yi realized that in the blink of an eye, the young crown prince had suddenly become unfathomable. He was like an emperor who had lived for many years.
Of course, he did not dare to say this. He could only clear his throat and say, "Ninth Masters, Old Marquis is still waiting for you."
After Liu Yi said this, he watched as the crown prince, who had been in a state of emotional turmoil, suddenly laughed.
He did not stop. He strode forward and passed through the corridor that should have been filled with illusions. "Yes, she is still waiting."
Liu Yi could not tell which he was referring to. He subconsciously thought that the crown prince was talking about Marquis Cheng.
A few days later, in Jinning Courtyard, the servant girls carefully surrounded the eldest daughter and whispered, "Miss, Marquis Jingyong came to break off the engagement.
What do you think we should do? "
"It's a good thing that he broke off the engagement."
The fourteen-year-old Cheng Yujin sat in front of the dressing table. Her eyebrows were still young and tender, but her words were calm and rational. "He actually had these kinds of entanglements with my second sister … It's better if he broke off early. If I really married him, I don't know how disgusting it would be."
Lian Qiao and Dugeaux did not dare to say much. They only said nice things to comfort Cheng Yujin.
In fact, Cheng Yujin did not need to be comforted. She really did not expect that Huo Changyuan would ask for her hand in marriage because he mistook her for Cheng Yumo.
Fortunately, she found out early. She had to go through the sixth rite. Or worse, she had already married him. Then, she would be delayed for the rest of her life.
Cheng Yujin suddenly felt a sense of relief. At this time, a servant girl ran in and said respectfully, "Eldest Young Miss, Old Marquis wants to see you."
"Grandfather wants to see me?"
Cheng Yujin frowned. Marquis Cheng rarely cared about the younger generation. She and Marquis Cheng only saw each other a few times a year. Why did he suddenly want to see her?
Cheng Yujin was cautious and asked, "Why?"
"Old Marquis said that the Ninth Masters came back. He wants you to meet the Ninth Uncle."
Cheng Yujin was really confused this time. What? Meet the Ninth Uncle?
Li Seung-kyung was sitting in Marquis Cheng's room. Before the servant reported, he heard the sound of footsteps outside.
This time, she was really much younger than him.
He fully deserved to call him the Ninth Uncle.
Li Seung-kyung more or less despised himself in his heart, but in his eyes, there was a smile.
Long time no see, Cheng Yujin.
Li Seung-kyung felt guilty for causing her to be rejected again, but he did not regret it at all.
As for why he let Huo Changyuan come forward to reject the marriage … Cheng Yujin was narrow-minded and vengeful. As soon as Huo Changyuan rejected the marriage, Cheng Yujin would curse Huo Changyuan to death in her heart.
Li Seung-kyung had been the Emperor for several years after all. His temperament was getting worse and worse.
When it came to love rivals, it would be better to kill them as soon as possible.
They had missed their first meeting, they had missed their daily lives. He would make it up to Cheng Yujin one by one.
In the previous life and this life, she would only be his wife.
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