"Why am I here?" Bai Yuheng muttered to himself.
When Bai Yuheng slowly opened his eyes, he saw a rather elegantly decorated room. Looking around, the unfamiliar environment made him feel suspicious.
Bai Yuheng tried hard to recall what had happened before, and his last memory was fixed on the upper reaches of the Yousi River, known as the "forbidden land of death" on the eastern outskirts of the city.
At that time, he was imprisoned in a cage by Xia Houjing and hung over the river. When the bottom of the cage collapsed, Hua Qingcheng held him tightly with one hand. To avoid being killed along with Hua Qingcheng, he resolutely pried off Hua Qingcheng's fingers and then fell into the freezing cold river...
Thinking of this, the suffocating feeling of river water pouring into Bai Yuheng's mouth, ears and nose once again surged into his heart, as if everything had just happened.
Bai Yuheng, still unsure of what was happening, looked at the bed in front of him. He saw Ye Maochun and Hua Rongsheng hugging each other tightly, crying their hearts out. Confused, he whispered, "Auntie Hua, Uncle Ye, what's wrong with you?"
However, at this moment, Ye Maochun's wife and husband seemed to be heartbroken and had no time to pay attention to Bai Yuheng's questions.
It was not until Bai Yuheng caught a glimpse of the baby with a purple face in Ye Maochun's arms that he suddenly understood.
"Your Highness, could it be that Uncle Ye's child was born..." Bai Yuheng turned to look at Hua Qingcheng, hoping to get an answer from her. However, the Princess acted as if she hadn't heard him and ignored him.
"Mother, Father, this is the end of the country... Please accept my condolences..."
Hua Qingcheng, dragging her steps as if they weighed a thousand pounds, slowly stepped forward and took the baby from Ye Maochun's arms. Looking at the tiny being in her arms, already dead, Hua Qingcheng couldn't help but burst into tears again. Beside her, two stunningly handsome men silently accompanied her, as if they were her strong support.
Looking at Hua Qingcheng and her family immersed in grief, Bai Yuheng showed pity on his face and whispered comfortingly, "Your Highness, life and death are determined by fate. Perhaps this child is unlucky and has no chance of being with you, or perhaps he has found a better place. Please accept my condolences..."
"Stupid! Do you think... they can hear you?" At this moment, an extremely cold voice floated into Bai Yuheng's ears like a ghost.
Bai Yuheng followed the sound and saw a tall, imposing black figure emerge from the corner. As the distance between them closed, he could clearly see the other person's stunningly beautiful face.
The man was dressed in a loose black robe, his eyebrows reaching his temples like swords, his eyes bright as stars, yet as cold and deep as a deep pool. Beneath his high nose, his thin lips were slightly pursed, a wicked and alluring smile playing at the corners of his mouth. His powerful aura and the icy air he emanated filled people with awe, and they dared not even think of disrespecting his peerless beauty.
"Who are you? What do you mean by what you said just now?" Bai Yuheng looked at the man in black who suddenly appeared in front of him with a confused look on his face.
As if thinking of something, his lips trembled as he spoke, "Could it be...could it be that I'm already dead, and now Yuheng, the princess, and Uncle Ye are all different from human and ghost, so they can't hear what Yuheng says?"
"Ghost?" Qianye sneered and said to Bai Yuheng with a hint of joking, "You are just a vague ghost now, so naturally you can't even be considered a ghost..."
“As expected…as expected!”
Bai Yuheng felt something and looked down at his pale hands and his feet that seemed to be moving unsteadily out of control. After the initial shock, his mood quickly calmed down and he felt a sense of relief.
After all, given the dire situation at the time, Bai Yuheng knew he was doomed. However, being able to see Hua Qingcheng one last time before reincarnation dispelled the last vestiges of regret in his heart...
Just as Bai Yuheng was lost in memories and emotion, Qianye's icy voice, like a ghost, reached his ears once again: "Gongyang Yuheng, you weren't meant to die, but... unfortunately, my mount accidentally devoured your body. Now that things have come to this, I can offer you two choices..."
"What...what?" Bai Yuheng raised his head with suspicion, staring at the black-clad man in front of him who exuded a powerful aura. He couldn't help but secretly speculate on his true identity and intentions...
As if he had already seen through Bai Yuheng's thoughts, Qian Ye said slowly and calmly, "You should have lived a long and healthy life with many children and grandchildren, enjoying the happiness of family..."
"What a pity! You actually channeled all your life's luck into those three lucky ropes, just to protect Laifeng Nation's Princess Nalan Qingcheng and her child from disaster."
"In this way, although you successfully blocked the evil spirit for Nalan Qingcheng and her twin children, you also changed the original trajectory of your own destiny..."
While Qianye was speaking, he suddenly waved his sleeves, and in an instant, a huge Yaotai mirror shining with brilliant golden light suddenly appeared in front of Bai Yuheng.
Then, Bai Yuheng, through the Yaotai Mirror, witnessed Xia Houjing launching a palace coup in an attempt to usurp the throne. She threatened Hua Rongsheng's wife and husband's life, forcing Hua Qingcheng into a desperate situation.
In the end, Hua Qingcheng was seriously injured, and her two children suffered numerous hardships - the youngest daughter was infected with a vicious poisonous insect, and the youngest son was tragically disfigured.
Although the situation was reversed later, Mu Lige led 100,000 elite soldiers to attack, Xiahou Jing and her daughter were taken captive, and the Xiahou clan was exterminated, but Hua Qingcheng and her two children were left with a chronic illness that would be difficult to recover from for the rest of their lives.
Hua Qingcheng was frail, the young lady endured the bone-eating pain of the poison every month, and the young master wore a mask all day long, never removing it, even after they finally ascended the supreme throne...
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