Lie Junhou [Rebirth]

Chapter 1 Good Night

The four fields are dark, the stars hang down on the vast plains, and in the north in late spring, the nights are slightly cool.

Dozens of riding guards lined up at the front and back, and the chariots and horses marched steadily.

The interior of the car has beautiful hanging curtains, a golden silk glazed lamp warms the light, and the cushions are placed in a circle, making it very comfortable, and there is even a heater that is unnecessary in spring.

All the careful arrangements seemed to be to take care of the person in the carriage, as if the person was extremely weak and had to be taken care of carefully.

"15 years old." Lin Yi whispered to himself softly.

The interior of the car was too carefully arranged, only when he was 15 years old and fell ill.

He was leaning on the brocade cushion in the carriage, his body was very relaxed, his crimson clothes were like flames, his slightly drooping face was pale and handsome under the light of the glazed lamp, his eyebrows were like swords.

The fingertips unconsciously rubbed the corner of the clothes. The cloud gauze that I was used to wearing since I was a child feels real to the touch. The faint sandalwood in the carriage is full of all five senses, so I feel real.

Lin Yi sat up, propping his chin on his knuckles, staring at the brocade embroidery patterns in a daze.

He was reborn back to 15 years old.

This is the way he left Marquis Liejun's mansion and went to the imperial capital.

——The practice of the Yan Kingdom, the princes and nobles must go to the imperial capital every three years to receive the training of the Taixue and the imperial education.

Originally, he was just doing things as usual, but this time he went to the imperial capital, and he never returned to the Hou's mansion.

His thoughts gradually settled and became clear. He opened the curtains of the carriage and saw the pitch-black plain outside. A round of bright moon hung in the sky among the stars.

"Young Master, what are your orders? Are you feeling unwell?" The accompanying housekeeper of the Hou's Mansion immediately leaned over.

"I'm fine, where are you now?"

"We've only set off for a day, and this is outside Yao Guangcheng." The butler replied neatly.

After finishing speaking, he looked at Lin Yi with some concern, and tactfully cared: "Master, you just asked me a quarter of an hour ago...is it...is there something uncomfortable?"

Lin Yi lay in front of the carriage window, looked at the butler, blinked, and could only explain: "I just slept for a while, and I'm a little confused."

Lin Yi tried to adjust his internal energy, but it turned out that his internal energy was weak.It's not because the housekeeper cared too much. He remembered that his strange illness lasted for half a year. He was so ill for no reason, and he was so well that he was inexplicably good. During the six months, climbing walls, climbing trees, and fighting were very restricted, which made him extremely aggrieved.

The butler's voice came again: "Master, there is an inn after a short walk, let's rest for a night."

Lin Yi gave up mobilizing his internal strength, and relaxed back into the brocade cushion: "Well, rest for a night and go home tomorrow morning."

The butler responded, "Okay..." Immediately after realizing it, his voice raised, "What? Young master, go home? Are you going to the imperial capital?"

Lin Yi smiled, the corners of his mouth curved handsomely, with a bit of long-lost mischievousness, and said lazily and firmly: "Yes, I forgot something, I have to go back."

When we arrived at the inn, there was only one family in the surrounding area.The courtyard surrounded by wooden fences is wide, and the lanterns under the eaves of the small buildings are faint and hazy.

The sky above the wilderness is bright with stars, but this place is the only one on the ground that is brightly lit.

A plaque is hung on the gate of the courtyard, and the three characters "Ke Yuan Tong" are illuminated by lanterns.

Lin Yi jumped out of the carriage and stepped into the yard.

There was already another group of residents here. The entourages were dressed in ordinary clothes, some led horses to the stables, and some took things to send to the rooms.The entry and exit are orderly, not noisy, and well-trained, which shows that the identity of the Patriarch is unusual.

The inn staff greeted them very warmly, and the accompanying people placed the horses and luggage. Lin Yi and the butler stepped into the lobby, and the lights were brightly lit all over them, and the aroma of the food wafted in. Lin Yi smiled and asked, "Is there any supper?"

The cloudy silk is red and beautiful, and it is extremely flying and eye-catching when worn on him. The hall is suddenly lit up, as if all the light is focused on this pale and handsome young man.

The guy's eyes lit up, and he replied enthusiastically: "Of course there are, the young master rests in the room first, and I'll send it up to you when it's ready."

Going upstairs, the clerk politely opened the door: "This floor is full of rooms from the Tianzi brand, you..."

"Uncle - uncle - woo woo wah..." Before the words finished, a burst of heart-piercing children's cries came from the lobby.

The tone is loud and clear, and can be heard as far as three miles away.

The butler laughed and said, "Who's kid has a good voice, much better than Young Master Xiheng."

The child cried so earth-shatteringly that Lin Yi also found it a little funny.

The clerk saw that they had taken care of themselves well, and he was not unhappy, so he opened the door with confidence: "It's also strange, I didn't see any family with children just now, please forgive me, I will go down later to persuade you, don't teach me to disturb you. "

The room was clean, and Lin Yi entered the room.The man took the butler to the next room, and Lin Yi closed the door.

The child's cries were louder and louder, and they came up one after another, and they were very clear through the door.

"wrong!"

After a while, Lin Yi and the butler opened the doors of their respective rooms at the same time, stared at each other in the corridor, and ran downstairs together.

The inn clerk was dumbfounded, he didn't know why, and stuck to the wall to make way, the figure in front of him was like two winds blowing by.

In the lobby, a tall man stood in the center, looking down at the crying little boy hugging his leg, frowning, not knowing what to do.

Those attendants who were his before were standing around at the moment, without orders, they could only watch.

The little boy was out of breath from crying, his face was flushed, but his voice became more powerful every time, and he hugged the man's leg and howled endlessly.

The tall man smiled helplessly, bent slightly to try to hug him, and said gently, "Did you get lost?"

Lin Yi rushed over, bent down and lifted the little boy up to face him, and said with wide eyes, "He Xiheng!"

"Xi...young master Xiheng!"

The butler followed, and the followers of the Hou Mansion also came in one after another, surrounding Lin Yi and the butler.

The clerk went downstairs and saw two groups of guests in the middle of the hall, surrounded by their respective attendants aggressively, trembling with fright, he hurried forward to persuade them.When he got into the crowd, he saw Lin Yi hugging the tear-stained little boy, smiling and talking to the tall man, and there was no conflict, so he felt a false alarm and his legs became weak.

At the age of six or seven, He Xiheng had a small face flushed with tears from crying, very pitiful, sobbing and muttering: "Uncle...uncle..."

Lin Yi hugged Xiao Xiheng in his arms, giving him peace of mind, his heart clenched by his crying, why did his precious nephew follow?

"I...in the carriage, hiding..." He Xi leaned against his arms, and soon stopped crying, but still stuttered a little, with tears on his eyelashes, and looked at the Lin Yi, "I can't bear to part with...uncle."

Lin Yi: "..."

Lin Yi kept comforting him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "I see, you can't bear to part with me, so you hid in the carriage and followed..."

In the last life, He Xiheng did not follow.It seems that many things are different after being born again.

He Xiheng was born by Lin Yi's sister Lin Yunxi.

Lin Yi's father is Lin Yi's only son, Lin Yi's second uncle has only Lin Yunxi's daughter, and He Xiheng is naturally the Lin family's favorite little grandson.

Lin Yi lived in northern Xinjiang in his last life. When He Xiheng went to find him, he was already 13 years old. He was a handsome young man, and he was almost unrecognizable.

But at that time, He Xiheng's face was full of vigilance and contradictions, and the first sentence was: "Uncle, they said that you killed grandpa and my mother..."

Holding Xiao Xiheng who is full of love and dependence on him at this moment, Lin Yi has mixed feelings in his heart.

"The kid is interesting."

The tall man said.The warm and deep voice carried a little smile.

He looked at Lin Yi and Xiao Xiheng with interest. This man's facial features were deep and upright, his temperament was gentle, and his low-key dark robes with brocade embroidery and dark patterns couldn't hide his aura.

Just now he was pestered by Xiao Xiheng, but he was not impatient at all, which shows that he has a high level of self-cultivation. Lin Yi thanked: "Brother Tai is kind, thank you very much."

The man smiled at Lin Yi, nodded slightly in greeting, then turned around and went upstairs, followed by his attendants.

Lin Yi looked at his back, feeling a little familiar, and noticed the sword on his waist.

Cyan Frost Sword?

Lin Yi's family has a famous military record, and he will not admit this sword by mistake.

Qingshuang Sword is the sword given to King Jingyang by the emperor.

Lin Yi has never met King Jingyang, but the imperial gift cannot be changed at will. This person must be King Jingyang—the fourth prince Xiao Fang!

Lin Yi turned around and hugged He Xiheng, who was tired from crying and began to doze off, back to the room. He wiped Xiao Xiheng's face with a hot towel, changed his clothes, and carried him to his couch to cover him with the quilt.

Xiaoxi's horizontal sleeping appearance is very cute, and Lin Yi couldn't help but feel soft when he looked at it.

After finishing his work, he sat on the edge of the couch, crossed his legs, and meditated.

Lin Yi's last memory of his previous life was the moment when he was hit by an arrow.

After the thirteen divisions of Rouran retreated to the north, the three armies made a triumphant return and joined forces at the foot of the city of Wu'an Prefecture.He rode through the tumultuous crowd and made peace with the other generals.

But with years of unrelenting vigilance, he spotted a figure on the turret carrying a crossbow and strumming a string.

It's an assassination!

His body was faster than his consciousness, and when he realized it, he had already jumped in front of the assassination target, but the speed of the arrow was strangely fast, and before he had time to draw his sword to stop it, the arrow had pierced into his left shoulder.

The pain of broken bones and muscles seemed to reappear along with the memories. There were no eyes on the battlefield, and Lin Yi had suffered all kinds of injuries, but the pain of the arrow was piercing and piercing, which made people shudder to remember.

One arrow later, today is the day.

Presumably he died on the spot.

Speaking of which, he didn't even see what the person he saved looked like...

Lin Yi was hit by an arrow and fell off his horse. The man immediately dismounted to help him, but he was unable to raise his head.

The commotion and noise around him were blurred, and figures surrounded him one after another. He could only see the gold thread embroidery on the man's boots, which was the pattern of the royal family's clothing.

At that time, the city of Wu'an Prefecture was full of people with high status in the army.As far as he knows, there is King Jingyang Xiao Fang among them.

He should be the only prince who will go to the northern border.

It seems that Xiao Fang was the one he saved.Lin Yi was a little melancholy, but also a little relieved.

This is the person who gave his life to save him, so he has to take a closer look tomorrow, otherwise it would be a loss, Lin Yi thought.

Shaking his head, shaking off the painful memory of the arrow, he subconsciously lowered his head and opened the collar, only to see a bright red mark on the collarbone of his left shoulder!

He raised his hand to wipe it off, but it was stained on the skin like a birthmark, bright red like vermilion, as if blood was overflowing.

——This mark is exactly where he was shot by the arrow, and the rebirth actually brought this injury along.

Hiss, it hurts just looking at it.

It's ridiculous to think about it, the world's biggest villain actually sacrificed his life to save others, what would the world say?

As soon as his mind was over, the past and present came flooding in, and he felt exhausted all over. Lin Yi turned off the lights and lay down next to the sleeping Xiao Xiheng to sleep.

In the middle of the night, the gold and iron horses in the dream suddenly melted away, instinctively keenly aware of the abnormal sense of aggression, Lin Yi woke up quickly.

After a while, he realized that this was not the previous life, and this was not a military camp. He reached out to check, and Xiao Xiheng was still sleeping beside him.

The aura of aggression still lingers, it is not an illusion.

Lin Yi raised his eyes suddenly, and saw the moonlight shining through the window, a slender figure in the room, the night was quiet, his vigorous and straight figure was fully outlined, the man had a sword on his waist, and he was so terrifying!

It has become a habit in the last life to stand on fire, Lin Yi subconsciously touched it, remembering that he has not got the lightsaber yet, and he cannot mobilize his internal strength due to illness.

The person who came was obviously a master, and was thinking about how to deal with it. The person had noticed that Lin Yi had woken up, and he didn't move. He just said, "Don't shout, there is a problem with this inn."

The voice is cold, the words are kind, but the tone is indifferent.

Lin Yi didn't pay attention to what the man said, and his heart exploded—he knew this man and this voice.