In a sense, she is indeed a dead person, but in this rebirth time and space, few people should know what happened to her later.
And as a prince, no matter how ambitious you are, you cannot keep claiming me in front of outsiders.
Thinking of the scene when the third prince captured the imperial capital the year he died.
Maybe this man actually becomes emperor in the end.
So he was reborn like himself?
Thinking of this, Jiang Nianjiao felt that things became more and more interesting.
I don’t know why the man in front of me was reborn.
But no matter why he was reborn, she was determined to help him.
Jiang Nianjiao hinted the young man in front of her who was probably in the same situation as her, "Third Highness, I am really Jiang Nianjiao. If you don't believe me, feel free to search me. I still have an invitation to attend the Spring Banquet on my sleeve."
When he heard her calling his Third Highness, Zhao Yanzhen felt a little dazed.
When he heard about Spring Banquet again, he felt like he had traveled through time and space.
The Spring Banquet is a blind date banquet held at the end of March every year. For this banquet, the young men and women waiting to be married in Beijing will prepare carefully in the hope of finding their beloved.
Naturally, there were such banquets in the palace, and his mother hosted them for three times.
This kind of banquet is extremely luxurious.
But he conquered the world through rebellion. After taking power, his foundation was unstable.
He only rested for a few years.
In the past few years, he has lived in the evening and eaten all night, and has been extremely simple in food and clothing.
In addition, there was no one in his harem, so the spring banquet in the palace had naturally not been held for many years.
But when he saw the girl in front of him, she didn't look like she was being fake. Although Zhao Yanzhen was dubious, he still opened the sleeves of Jiang Nianjiao's coat. As expected, there was a gold-plated invitation wrapped in peony silk in the middle of the sleeves.
On the inside of the invitation was a paragraph of beautiful small regular script. The handwriting looked like the handwriting of Qiu Wan, the female official next to his mother.
It's just that Qiu Wan should have died long ago.
To this day, he can still clearly remember the blood-stained ground of Fengchen Palace and the separated head of Qiu Wan's corpse.
But when he saw the year number stamped on the phoenix seal of the post, he was completely stunned.
In March of the fourth year of Fengyuan.
That was before all the catastrophe had begun.
Looking at the year on it, the cold-faced man suddenly chuckled. His amber eyes were hidden in the darkness, making it impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.
He squeezed the invitation hard, and after a long time he said in a hoarse voice, "What time is it now?"
"At the spring banquet in March of the fourth year of Fengyuan, I heard that His Highness fainted at the banquet this time." Jiang Nianjiao was waiting for him to ask questions, and she naturally answered obediently.
He did faint at the spring banquet in the fourth year of Fengyuan, but he pretended to be unconscious that time.
After all, he was too passive and reclusive at that time and didn't care what kind of woman he would marry in the future.
Because he thought the Spring Festival banquet was too noisy, he simply pretended to be unconscious, and then he rested in Zhaorong Hall. He remembered that that day, he seemed to have provoked an assassination by a little palace maid who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth.
It's a pity that he was pretending to be unconscious, so the little palace maid was naturally captured alive by him without any surprise.
Not surprisingly, he heard the name of the person behind it.
Of course, these are all irrelevant, after all, he never paid attention to that fool from the beginning.
He raised his head and looked around, only to realize that the furnishings here indeed looked like the scene in Zhaorong Hall.
Goodbye to the broken window pane, the broken porcelain bowl on the ground, and the girl in front of me who indeed looked like Jiang Nianjiao.
He quickly figured out the ins and outs of the matter.
It's just that in the past memory, this girl who was devoted to her royal brother seemed to have never had such a close encounter with him.
Now, even if he looked at the girl in front of him so closely, he had to admit that in terms of appearance alone, Jiang Nianjiao was indeed the most beautiful official lady at the banquet in the spring of that year.
Her face was like a clear dew hibiscus, her almond-shaped eyes were as bright as a deer in the mountains, her soft red lips were curved, and her brows and eyes were full of coquettishness.
Even though she was standing with a group of fat and thin official ladies, she was like a star over the moon.
It's just that she was too stupid at that time, pampered and arrogant. Even if she had some tricks, it was just a little bit of self-righteous cleverness.
Therefore, even though she was so infatuated, the emperor still chose the little doctor girl who was not amazing in appearance but was considerate, gentle and virtuous.
But she herself was bypassed by her own methods.
In fact, the conditions are perfect like hers. Sometimes, if you don't fight, you will fight.
The two looked at each other, and even if their eyes met, it was only dim.
Zhao Yanzhen took back the dagger in his hand.
At the same time, there were finally a few noises outside the palace, and the door of the palace was pushed open.
The two palace ladies were surrounded by a group of palace people and walked into Zhaorong Palace.
Zhao Yanzhen only unblocked Jiang Nianjiao's acupuncture points before they entered the inner room.
Then he just sat down on the yellow pear wood armchair beside him. He coughed lightly against his lips. He was originally a lively person, but now he had a clearly languorous look on his face and eyes. He really looked a bit sickly as rumored. .
The ladies who came in took a few steps faster when they heard these two coughs.
The leading woman wears a phoenix crown and a red dress. She has long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and she is not angry and proud.
It seems that she is the biological mother of the third prince, Queen Min: Chen Zhiwei.
Chen Zhiwei glanced at the empty inner room, then saw the broken bowl on the ground and the broken window on the side, and his expression dropped.
She said in an unhappy voice, "Where have all the guards and maids of Zhaorong Palace gone? How come I haven't even seen a single person since I came in?"
Chen Zhiwei's face was already fierce, but at this moment, just a hint of anger was enough to make the people below him tremble.
A palace maid from Zhaorong Palace immediately knelt on the ground with a plop.
"Your Majesty, calm down, this matter..."
Before the palace maid finished speaking, Zhao Yanzhen interrupted the palace man's words, "Mom, please calm down. The palace men in Zhaorong Palace were asked to go out because they were too noisy."
After saying this, he did not look at the palace maid.
But the palace maid who was caught out by his words still shed tears of gratitude towards the sickly-looking noble man in front of her.
Jiang Nianjiao did not expect that Zhao Yanzhen would help cover up an unrelated palace maid and deliberately ignore the incident of his assassination.
Queen Min didn't know whether she believed his words or didn't want to delve deeper, so she stopped questioning.
But her eyes turned to Jiang Nianjiao who was sitting on the couch beside her.
Jiang Nianjiao quickly endured the pain and tried to stand up and salute.
Jiang Nianjiao's inconvenience was naturally seen in Zhao Yanzhen's eyes. He just pretended to be stupid and said gently, "Miss Jiang is injured, why are you getting up now?"
Queen Min was attentive and said to Jiang Nianjiao, "Since you are hurt, there is no need to be polite."
After she finished speaking, she turned her eyes and looked at her son with a disapproving expression.
But she didn't say in front of outsiders which one she was doing.
On the contrary, the concubine who had been silent next to the empress walked quickly to Jiang Nianjiao's bed after exchanging greetings with the third prince.
The imperial concubine quickly held Jiang Nianjiao up and down and looked her up and down.
When the concubine looked at Jiang Nianjiao, Jiang Nianjiao also stared at the concubine.
The beautiful eyes of the palace concubine were looking forward, gentle and graceful, and the years had hardly left any trace on her body.
If she were to come back to this world, who else would she miss?
That would be the person in front of me.
The person in front of me is Concubine Yuxian, Gao Jiyue, who is her mother's biological sister.
After my mother married the eldest son of the Jiang family, my aunt entered the palace.
After entering the palace, her aunt was promoted to the position of a virtuous concubine because of her appearance and temperament. She also adopted successive sons, her cousin Zhao Nianze.
Her aunt loved her very much because her mother died early.
Therefore, her aunt has been trying her best to get Zhao Nianze to marry her, so that she can always take care of her.
It's a pity that Zhao Nianze doesn't have himself in his heart, even though his aunt wants to help him. But it's just a waste of time.
Later, my aunt also realized that she was reluctant to come to the marriage of her son and daughter, and she also advised herself.
But at that time, she was stubborn.
He just thought that his aunt had given up on him, so he acted more and more crazily.
But in the end, she was trapped in a cocoon, and almost all the relatives around her thought she was embarrassed and gave up on her.
Only her aunt still tried her best to find a good home for her.
In fact, to be honest, her husband in her previous life, Lu Zhizhang, was indeed a good choice for her at that time.
After all, that person's reputation among outsiders was indeed good: he was gentle, polite, and a gentleman.
At a young age, he was already the governor of Shengjing.
But when she married Lu Zhizhang, she was already a brothel girl who was abducted into Lihua Courtyard and contracted an unclean disease.
Although the family tried their best to cover up the matter, how could such a scandal be covered up.
The aunt originally wanted to let herself and Lu Zhizhang live a good life, and her debt to Lu Zhizhang was made up for by her continuous promotion of official positions.
However, she has never been of a peaceful nature, and she also misjudged Lu Zhizhang's ambition.
Later, his father was liquidated and the Jiang family collapsed.
Naturally, she became an outcast.
It's a pity that when my aunt passed away, she was still thinking about me.
And because he was locked in the backyard by the successful Lu Zhizhang, he didn't even see his aunt for the last time.
Thinking of these past events, she burst into tears.
She threw herself into Concubine Yuxian's arms, "Aunt!"
When Gao Jiyue saw Jiang Nianjiao's appearance, she was at a loss for a moment and only worried, "Is Jiaojiao in pain?"
"It doesn't hurt! Jiaojiao just misses her aunt." Jiang Nianjiao unconsciously sounded coquettish when she spoke.
When Concubine Yuxian heard this, she unconsciously shook her head and chuckled, "You are such an old person, why are you still so coquettish?"
However, as she said this, she did not push Jiang Nianjiao away.
Jiang Nianjiao just nestled in Gao Jiyue's arms and let her tears flow without saying a word.
Since her rebirth, she has never admitted that she was wrong in the past and only resented everyone around her.
However, it was only when facing her aunt that Jiang Nianjiao had to admit that she had been terribly wrong in the past.
If she had not tried to commit suicide, whoever she would marry would not be the noble eldest daughter of the Jiang family.
Later, he fell into the dust.
Why should his aunt still worry about him until she dies?
Thinking of this, she felt for the first time sincerely that it was great to be reborn.
After all, only by rebirth can you have the chance to save everything.
