Chapter 001 Rebirth

His temples were throbbing with pain and his stomach was burning. Yuan Ming subconsciously reached out and pressed his abdomen in his sleep.

He was too familiar with this feeling. Since that man died, he had developed a habit of alcoholism. Only when he was completely drunk and his brain was completely unable to think, would he get a short sleep. This has been the case every day for more than 20 years.

"My husband, my mother has made a sobering soup. You should get up and drink some before going to sleep." In a daze, he felt someone sitting by the bed.

Yuan Ming's eyebrows wrinkled. Who dared to break into his room without permission? Everyone in the Xiangfu knew that he had a violent temper and did not allow anyone to enter his room.

Last year, a maid sneaked in while he was sleeping and tried to climb onto his bed. She was dragged out and beaten to death in front of all the servants. After that, the mansion became completely peaceful. The servants would avoid him as if he were a devil. Yuan Ming was very satisfied with this.

A year later, someone else didn't learn their lesson?

The constant pain in his head made him extremely irritable. Before the man's hand touched him, he quickly reached out and grabbed the man's shoulder.

With a loud bang, the clay bowl fell to the ground and broke into several pieces in an instant. The person who was tightly grasped by the shoulder cried out in surprise: "My bowl!"

"Yuan Ming! Are you sick? You are drunk and crazy with me, right?"

The familiar yet unfamiliar voice evoked the memories buried deep in Yuan Ming's heart. It was obviously a long time ago, but those pictures seemed to be pulled out of the thread, and appeared clearly in front of him one by one.

At the beginning, that person was like this, lively and lively, a little willful, and his temper would explode at the slightest. But later...

Yuan Ming's eyes dimmed. He was very talented in studying and rose rapidly all the way. He moved from the village to the town, county, state capital, and finally won the top spot in the high school in the capital.

He wanted revenge, and that drive always motivated him to keep climbing up. He finally did it, and stood in the palace hall with his own efforts.

After twenty years of planning and ten years of hiding, he rose from an unknown Hanlin editor to the powerful left prime minister, stepping on the man who once looked down on him forever.

He got his revenge, but when he looked back again, the husband who used to be like the little sun had become timid, suffering and tormenting in a place he didn't know, with no spirit in his eyes.

What happened later made him regret for the rest of his life.

"Qingqing." Yuan Ming suddenly hugged the man who was still jumping in front of him into his arms, buried his head in his neck, smelled his scent almost greedily, and murmured: "You are so cruel. In order to punish me, you don't even come to my dreams. I'm sorry... I was wrong, but you didn't even give me a chance to make up for it. You are punishing me..."

His voice was very low and his words were unclear. Ji Qingyue didn't hear it clearly at all. However, being hugged so cherished by her lover, she couldn't make any more noises. With a slightly red face, she hugged him back: "Husband, I'll get you another bowl of sobering soup."

Feeling the strength of Ji Qingyue's struggle, Yuan Ming Ming hugged him tighter, wishing to rub him into his body, his eyes red: "No, I won't let you go, absolutely not!"

Ji Qingyue then realized that something was wrong with him, and tried to persuade him to let go of her, and put the back of her hand on his forehead, and was surprised: "Why is it so hot! Husband, you have a fever!"

This time, without caring about Yuan Ming's attempts to keep him, she stuffed him into the quilt and ran out: "Husband, don't move, I'll go find a doctor now."

Yuan Ming looked at Ji Qingyue's back as she left, and felt a sweet and fishy taste in his throat. He remembered that it was impossible to get her back, and finally he lay on the bed exhausted. Looking

at the bed curtains, his eyes became more and more blurred, and before he lost consciousness, he had only one thought: this dream was too short.

Today is a big wedding, and all the relatives and friends stayed to help. There was a fire in the front yard, a big pot was set up, and a group of people were chatting around the fire.

At this time, Ji Qingyue ran out in a panic. Yuan Ming's mother Cao Wei was the first to see her, and asked in confusion: "Brother Yue? What's wrong with you?"

Everyone looked over when they heard the voice.

Ji Qingyue was panting heavily, and her eyes wandered around the crowd, and finally fixed on a person: "Uncle Xu! Come with me to see, my husband has a high fever!"

Xu Renchang still had a dry pipe in his mouth. Hearing this, he stood up quickly: "Okay, okay, I'll go right away." Cao Wei also hurriedly followed.

When they entered the room, Yuan Ming had already fallen asleep.

Xu Renchang sat on the edge of the bed, with his hand on Yuan Ming's wrist to feel his pulse. Ji Qingyue supported Cao Wei and stood aside, holding Cao Wei's hand tightly, and comforted her softly: "Don't worry, mother, your husband will be fine." It was unclear whether this was to comfort Cao or himself.

After a while, Xu Renchang withdrew his hand. Cao hurried forward and asked: "Old Xu, how is my son?" Ji Qingyue also looked at him eagerly.

Xue Renchang shook his head: "His pulse is steady and strong, he doesn't look sick."

Ji Qingyue frowned: "But he has been running a fever."

"This... is indeed strange." Xue Renchang's eyes stayed on him for a moment, and said: "My medical skills are not high enough. If it is convenient, take him to the town's clinic tomorrow."

Ji Qingyue nodded repeatedly: "I know, thank you Uncle Xu."

Cao looked at her son twice and sent Xu Renchang out.

After cleaning up the broken pieces of dishes on the ground, Ji Qingyue went to get a basin of hot water and washed Yuan Ming's hands and face. After doing this, he moved a chair and sat down at the head of the bed.

According to the custom in the village, relatives and friends have to make a noise in the bridal chamber on the wedding night. Their family has few relatives and friends, and all these people tonight were invited by Cao one by one. But suddenly such a thing happened, so naturally there could be no noise in the bridal chamber, and they could send everyone away in a good mood.

After everyone left, Cao Yan closed the door, leaned against the door panel, and sighed.

No one slept well that night.

The next day, Yuan Ming was awakened by the sunlight. He slowly opened his eyes and felt as if he was floating on the clouds, his body swaying.

No! His mind gradually became clear, and he realized that he was holding a person's hand, and he was now lying on an ox cart!

Realizing this, his eyes instantly became fierce.

However, before he could react, a soft body rushed up and hugged his neck: "Husband, you are finally awake, I was scared to death!"

This is... Ji Qingyue's voice, isn't he dreaming?

Yang Tao, who was driving the car, heard the movement, turned his head and looked, and shouted: "Awake? Don't worry, we will be in town soon." As he said, he whipped the cow hard, mooed twice, and his feet moved faster.

After sending them to the entrance of the clinic and agreeing on a time to go back, Yang Tao drove the ox cart and left. His elder brother Yang Chao opened a noodle shop next to the stone bridge, and the business was pretty good. Every day while Yang Tao was driving the cart, he would also transport the vegetables grown at home to his elder brother's shop.

Ji Qingyue thanked Yang Tao and helped Yuan Ming walk to the clinic.

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Husband, please be careful with your steps." Yuan Ming's feet were still, not moving at all. Ji Qingyue felt strange, raised her head and looked at him: "Husband, are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

"Qingqing..." Yuan Ming seemed not to hear what he said, and directly hugged him, murmuring his name over and over again like a neurotic.

Ji Qingyue put her arm around his back and noticed that something was wrong with him. She said with concern, "My dear, what's wrong with you? I'm here."

After entering the clinic, the old doctor held Yuan Ming's wrist and felt his pulse. After a moment, he let go and said, "This young man has nothing wrong with his body except for the weakness he brought from his mother's womb."

Ji Qingyue looked at him distrustfully, "Do you really think he's okay?" She

lowered her eyes and saw Yuan Ming sitting on a small stool, hugging Ji Qingyue's waist tightly, his head against Ji Qingyue, his eyes slightly narrowed, and he looked like he wanted to grow up with him.

Ji Qingyue followed his strength and stood a little unsteadily. His body tilted slightly, and if you look closely, you will find that his ears are red.

The old doctor cleared his throat and asked, "Are you two newlyweds?"

Ji Qingyue was puzzled, but still replied, "We got married yesterday."

"That's right." The old doctor's eyes stayed on his face for a moment, lowered his head and began to write, "Young people are full of vigor and vitality, and you are newlyweds, so it is normal to be a little clingy. However, sex is too much or too little, and you should be more restrained. I will prescribe a prescription for you to replenish your body. Take it home and both of you drink some."

Ji Qingyue was stunned, but his face flushed after he came over.

He had dark circles under his eyes because he didn't sleep all night, which was not what the doctor thought at all!