With a loud bang, heavy rain poured down.
Countless arrows flew through the air, shooting straight towards the man in black.
At the same time, hundreds of men in black walked into the Xuande Hall holding shields and arrows, and Chen Qi couldn't help but look panicked.
Emperor Xiaocheng had planned a fight with the Xuanwei, but it was only a show. Everything that was happening now was not part of their plan.
What’s even more terrifying is that the man in black who later entered the Xuande Hall actually raised his bow and arrow and aimed it at Emperor Xiaocheng on the high platform!
This is definitely not someone from their imperial guards!
However, the arrows flying from all directions made it difficult for the imperial guards to cope with it, and Chen Qi and his men were completely unable to deal with the black-clad men behind them who were pretending to be them.
As for Yuan Boyi... he was obviously pretending to be ignorant even though he knew the truth.
Originally, the fight between him and Chen Qi was just a show, but now every one of the Xuanwei people has resorted to ruthless tactics!
The moment the battle begins, the winner is decided.
Song Huan saw the Xuanwei passing by her, and saw the pouring rain and sharp arrows in the sky.
"Huanhuan..."
Pei Yan stretched out his hand to hug the person in his arms, but his hand froze mid-air.
He didn't dare touch her...
It seemed as if as long as he didn't touch her, she would still be fine and she would not leave him...
Seeing him like this, Song Huan forced a smile: "Won't you hug me?"
In an instant, Pei Yan's heart seemed to stop beating.
He controlled his slightly stiff fingers and hugged Song Huan little by little with the lightest strength...
Song Huan's forced breath suddenly fell, his legs went limp, and he fell on Pei Yan.
"Huanhuan!" Pei Yan's heart tightened. "I'll take you to see the imperial physician. You won't die... You won't..."
"Yes, I won't..." Song Huan said, and suddenly a white light flashed before her eyes. Her soul was about to leave this body.
"...Wait for me." Song Huan looked at Pei Yan's red eyes and said these two words with his last bit of strength. He closed his eyes and the world fell into complete darkness.
And in the last second before Song Huan lost consciousness, a sharp arrow broke through the air and pierced directly through Emperor Xiaocheng's heart.
…
When I opened my eyes again, I saw the familiar white and the familiar bold black words: Welcome to the system space transfer station.
Song Huan looked at the white and black words quietly. Without waiting for the system to ask her, she said, "I choose to go back and continue to attack Pei Yan."
For a moment, the system did not answer.
"System?" Song Huan panicked. "You suddenly lost your connection today and cost me my life, but I won't hold it against you. But if you pretend to be dead again, our feud will be even bigger!"
Song Huan's voice drifted in the empty transfer station, carrying an echo, and every word he replied made her upset.
"System, I'm telling you not to play dead..."
Song Huan suppressed his emotions and didn't get angry with the broken system: "I'll count to five seconds. If you don't respond, I'll make exorbitant demands. For example, I'll ask you to give me a hundred years of life..."
"I, I counted."
Song Huan's voice suddenly rose, and her soul floated up with her strength: "Five! Four! Three! Two!"
Looking at the silent space transfer station, Song Huan became more and more panicked. Could it be that the broken system was not offline for no reason, but something really went wrong?
"I'll count to one!" Song Huan took a deep breath and shouted, "One!"
"Ding—Dear, welcome back to the system space transfer station."
Just as Song Huan's "one" sound fell, the electronic sound of the broken system finally rang in her ears.
Song Huan's heart, which had been in his throat, finally dropped. "Where have you been? Why are you taking so long to reply to me?"
System: "Dear, I'm sorry. Due to a malfunction in the host in another world, the administrator forcibly shut down the entire system for rescue."
"But what is the malfunction in the other world? This system cannot tell you. Please do not ask."
Song Huan: "...I'm not interested. I want to go back and continue my attack on Pei Yan. Please execute the order quickly."
System: "Okay, dear. We can discuss other matters after you return to the book world."
Song Huan: "Yes. By the way, this time, the time should be more accurate. Don't let the time interval between my soul and yours be too long. Try to be as close as possible, as close as possible."
System: "Okay dear, please wait..."
"The system is calibrating the time coordinates—"
"The system has locked onto the target person. You are entering your third rebirth—"
The moment the electronic sound fell, Song Huan's soul suddenly lost weight and he lost consciousness again.
…
It's been three days and Huanhuan still hasn't woken up.
Pei Yan was guarding Song Huan's bedside, still wearing the court robes he had worn three days ago. The court robes had been soaked by the rain and he had worn them to dry them, now emitting a musty smell...
Unfortunately, no one dared to ask Pei Yan to change it. Butler Pei placed the food on the table and said, "Master, please eat a little."
"You're not eating or drinking. When Madam wakes up, you'll be already collapsed. Isn't this just making Madam worry?"
"And my master, the position of the Emperor of Great Chu..."
Butler Pei asked cautiously, "Who do you have your heart set on?"
In the battle that night three days ago, the Pei family army was unstoppable and won a great victory.
Now, the entire imperial palace guards have been replaced by members of the Pei family army, and the princes of Da Chu have also been placed under house arrest in the palace in the name of guarding the seventh day after Emperor Xiaocheng's death.
The master had no intention of becoming the monarch of Great Chu, and had originally set his sights on the fourth prince, Chu Xun.
Apart from the fact that the Fourth Prince was indeed the most outstanding of Emperor Xiaocheng's six sons, the main reason was that he had the deepest influence in the imperial palace.
The master originally thought that when the lady could not be with the master for some reason, the Fourth Prince could use his power to protect the lady.
But this Fourth Prince...
Butler Pei sighed in his heart. It was a pity that the Fourth Prince did not trust his master and did not think long-term enough.
"After the seventh day, the imperial edict from Emperor Xiaocheng... should be released."
Butler Pei knew very well that it was not appropriate to bring up these things at this time, but there were still many things to deal with outside, and it was urgent to decide on the person.
"In fact, the eldest prince is also an option, but..."
"Sixth Prince, Chu Xing."
Just as Butler Pei was carefully analyzing the candidates, Pei Yan, who had been silent all the time, lightly said the name of the Sixth Prince.
Sixth Prince?
Butler Pei was shocked. This Sixth Prince was not only young, but also notoriously timid. The master allowed such a person to be the emperor... Could it be that he changed his mind again and wanted to "use the emperor to control the princes"?
He took a deep look at Song Huan lying on the sickbed and couldn't help but sigh. Madam, please wake up soon. The master has suffered too much in the past twenty years...
If I lose my wife again... I'm afraid not only will the situation in Great Chu change, but the situation in Later Liang and the Eight Tribes of the Hu people will also change...
"Aren't you going out yet?"
Seeing that Butler Pei was still standing in the room motionless, Pei Yan's face was obviously unhappy, but he was reluctant to take his eyes off Song Huan. He pointed at the door and said coldly, "Go out and close the door."
Butler Pei shuddered and hurriedly left.
The door creaked shut. Pei Yan stared at Song Huan intently, his eyes bloodshot. "Huanhuan, you asked me to wait for you... I'll listen to you, but can you please wake up soon?"
“…”
The moment Song Huan regained consciousness, she smelled a musty odor of rain mixed with soil, and she couldn't help but frown.
When did the broken system take her back to?
Could it be that her body has been sealed in a coffin and is ready for burial?
"...When you wake up, I'll agree to whatever you want to do, okay? Huanhuan..."
Song Huan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Pei Yan's words. She slowed her breathing and slowly opened her eyes.
Unexpectedly, when she opened her eyes, she saw a man with an untidy beard and dark circles under his eyes sitting next to her, looking extremely depressed...
Song Huan's heart suddenly sank. How did this guy get himself into this state?
"Huanhuan! You're awake!" Pei Yan's heartbeat quickened. He lowered his head and looked carefully into Song Huan's dark eyes. "Huanhuan, are you really awake?"
"Yeah, I'm awake."
Song Huan's voice was a little weak due to his injuries, but Pei Yan heard it clearly.
His face, which had been gloomy for days, suddenly lit up. "Pei Xi! Pei Xi!"
Pei Yan shouted, "Go get the doctor! Go get the doctor! Huanhuan is awake!"
Pei Xi had just opened the door when he heard their master's extremely happy voice before he could even ask a question. He immediately said "Hey" and hurried to the Imperial Hospital.
"Imperial Physician?" Song Huan was a little confused, his eyes wandering around. The layout of this place was indeed unfamiliar. "Are we in the Imperial Palace?"
Pei Yan nodded, "Yes, in the palace."
"Huanhuan, don't talk so much for now. Wait until the imperial physician comes and diagnoses you, then you can speak."
The imperial doctors arrived quickly, and there were more than a dozen of them.
Each of them carried a medicine box and took turns to check Song Huan's pulse.
Song Huan: "..." I felt like a monkey being watched...
Fortunately, the conclusion reached by the imperial doctors was unprecedentedly consistent, that is, Song Huan's wounds had recovered well and he was no longer in danger of death.
"It's a miracle! The short blade was less than a fingernail's length away from Madam Hou's heart. Even with our advanced medical skills, we couldn't be absolutely sure we could save Madam Hou. Unexpectedly, she woke up in less than three days, and recovered so quickly! Madam Hou survived such a disaster. She must be a very blessed person!"
"Yes, yes, the Marquis's wife will surely live a long and healthy life!"
“…”
Unlike the dejected look they had shown during the treatment, the dozen or so doctors breathed a sigh of relief. The Marquis's awakening meant their lives were saved. So they poured out these kind words like they were free.
"Okay, it's convenient for you to go out after you get the medicine." Pei Yan said with a cold face.
These tactless people disturbed his wife's rest.
"Yes, I will take my leave now."
Working in the palace, these imperial doctors had already mastered the skill of observing people's words and expressions. They did not dare to stay for even a moment longer and hurriedly retreated.
For a moment, Song Huan and Pei Yan were the only ones left in the room.
"Madam, are you thirsty? Are you hungry? Do you want some water? Do you want something to eat?"
After the imperial doctors dispersed, Pei Yan saw the food on the table and said to Song Huan, "We are in the palace now. The imperial chefs here make pretty good food. Madam, just tell me what you want to eat."
Maybe it’s because his soul and body haven’t merged yet, but Song Huan doesn’t feel hungry now.
Even if she was hungry, she could only eat light and easily digestible food.
But Song Huan didn't care about that now. She only asked Pei Yan, "When are we going home?"
She didn't want to stay in the palace.
This place... is too eerie and cold.
Pei Yan's expression paused slightly, and his voice suddenly became low and hoarse: "When my wife feels better, we will go home."
Song Huan smiled and said, "Okay, husband."
…
Song Huan's recovery ability was simply amazing. Three days later, she was able to walk again.
At her insistence, Pei Yan ordered someone to prepare an extra-large and luxurious carriage that could accommodate a bed.
That evening, Pei Yan used this carriage to take Song Huan back to Pei Hou Mansion.
Song Huan never expected that Uncle Qin was actually waiting for her in Marquis Pei's mansion.
That day, the Pei family army was able to arrive in time, and Qin Manor Master helped Pei Yan a lot. Qin Manor Master originally wanted to see Song Huan after the matter was over before leaving the capital, but who knew that Song Huan would be in trouble.
He stayed in the capital for a while longer until he saw that Song Huan was safe. The next morning, Master Qin left the capital without any worries.
When he left, he didn't tell Song Huan.
"In a few days, Huanhuan will be able to meet Master Qin."
Pei Yan swore confidently, "I already know where Manor Master Qin's lair is."
Song Huan: "..." She had a premonition that her husband might be slapped in the face.
But right now...it's my husband's moment to show off, of course I have to praise him.
Song Huan smiled, her eyes narrowed into slits: "Really? My husband is really amazing!"
Pei Yan chuckled: "That's natural."
…
After the seventh day after Emperor Xiaocheng's death, Eunuch Zhao announced the imperial decree, enthroning the emperor's sixth son, Chu Xing, as emperor.
Chu Xing is young and has no followers, but Pei Yan has paved the way for him.
Cui Yuning's life was still in his hands, so he asked Chu Xun to assist Chu Xing.
As for whether Chu Xun would rebel in the future and whether he would bring his younger brother to ruin, Pei Yan didn't care.
Whether the Chu Kingdom will prosper or decline in the future has nothing to do with him.
Half a month later, Song Huan was almost fully recovered.
Pei Yan then took some time to arrange the affairs of the Pei Family Army. A month later, the main force of the Pei Family Army disappeared, leaving only the empty shell of the name "Pei Family Army" and the dozens of people that Emperor Xiaocheng had arranged to infiltrate the Pei Family Army.
The first day of August, the first year of Xiaoxing.
Pei Yan submitted a memorial, requesting Emperor Xiaoxing to allow him to retire and return to the countryside.
In mid-September, Pei Yan took the customs clearance documents and brought Song Huan across the border of Da Chu and arrived at Hou Liang.
The customs of the people in Houliang and Dachu are similar. If we have to say if there is any difference, according to modern regional divisions, it is probably the difference between north of the Yangtze River and south of the Yangtze River.
But in Song Huan's heart, there is no difference, we are all descendants of the dragon.
Song Huan didn't know how long Pei Yan had been preparing to leave Da Chu. As soon as they arrived in Hou Liang, they actually moved into the Pei family's mansion in the border city of Hou Liang.
"Twenty-one years."
Pei Yan said, "When my father married my mother, he secretly ordered people to prepare this house. He was afraid that if Emperor Xiaocheng betrayed his promise, my mother and I would have a place to live in peace. However, my father was one step too late."
When Song Huan mentioned the past, he recalled that day when the "aunt" in the cold palace thought of Pei Yan's mother because of the imperial robe...
"Husband, you—well."
Before Song Huan could ask what he wanted to ask, Pei Yan blocked his mouth.
Pei Yan bit and gnawed, and said in a breathy voice: "My wife, a spring night is worth a thousand gold. We missed so much when you were injured. We have to make up for it again and again..."
"Hmm..." Song Huan thought of the fish bubble that he finally got the chance to pop the day before yesterday. He blinked his eyes and did not refuse this guy's request for love.
"Husband, hurry up..."
“…”
After working hard all night, the two of them continued to work until dawn.
Song Huan was so tired that he was out of breath and was about to fall asleep after blinking his eyes.
But someone beside him was full of energy. Pei Yan said hoarsely in Song Huan's ear, "Madam, are you tired?"
Song Huan: "...tired."
Pei Yan: "Being a husband is not tiring..."
As he spoke, his hands began to move unruly again.
Song Huan: She was wrong.
She shouldn't have been so indulgent towards this guy in the first place...
"Husband, I have something I want to confess to you."
Pei Yan kissed the corner of Song Huan's lips: "What's the matter?"
Song Huan: "I accidentally poked a hole in the fish bubble the other day..."
“…” Pei Yan’s body suddenly stiffened, as if struck by lightning.
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