Reborn: I Found The Wrong Brother

The night was bleak. After a light rain, the bloodstains in front of the Yangxin Palace were washed away.

The entire palace was controlled by the people of the Eastern Palace.

The candlelight in the room was dim, making the silent figure in the corridor look even taller.

Wei Ling hurriedly passed the corridor, rushed to the figure standing in the corridor, and knelt on one knee: "Your Highness, I led people to intercept the emperor at the entrance of the tunnel... How do you want to deal with him?"

The young man standing in the corridor with his hands behind his back turned his head slightly, his eyebrows were bright and stern, and his tone was elegant and peaceful: "My father has committed serious sins throughout his life. For the rest of his life, he should accompany the ancient Buddha with a green lamp, copy scriptures every day, and send them to me."

Hearing what he meant, Wei Ling breathed a sigh of relief and bowed his head to accept the order: "I understand."

His Highness the Crown Prince has always been kind-hearted, but fortunately he never shows mercy.

For the emperor with a terrible temperament, being forced to shave his head and practice, being imprisoned in a Buddhist temple for the rest of his life, and having to copy scriptures every day was a humiliating thing that was worse than death.

After tonight, the honorable emperor will only be the late emperor.@@novelbin@@

"Your Highness?"

Seeing the young man give the order and then look absent-minded again, Wei Ling knew how complicated His Highness' mood was, and her voice could not help but be much lighter: "It's late at night, you haven't slept for a few days, and you will summon the ministers at dawn, so you should rest for a while."

Pei Xi nodded slowly: "Return to the East Palace."

The fighting tonight is over.

The prince has been taught by great Confucian scholars since he was a child. He is gentle and polite. His words and deeds are all the style of a crown prince. No one could have thought that he would do this.

Forcing the emperor to rebellion is disloyal and unfilial.

So what if it is treason... He finally protected his wife and children, and the soldiers and people at the border.

In the first year of Tianhe, the late emperor suddenly had a dream and abdicated.

The crown prince Pei Xi ascended the throne, and there were not many objections in the court.

A month later, the queen gave birth to a healthy little prince, named Fu Zhao, with the nickname Tiao Tiao or Yuan Yuan.

The emperor and the empress had a deep relationship. After ascending the throne, he never took a concubine. He had only this one child. The jade-like little prince was almost raised in the palm of his hand.

The little prince grew up to be more and more beautiful and well-behaved. It is said that once when His Majesty was leaving the court, the three-year-old little prince ran to the outside of the Golden Palace with his short legs to wait for his father to leave.

He was so small that he was not even as tall as a person's knee. He waited outside on tiptoe, leaning on the palace gate and looking inside. When he saw His Majesty coming out, he staggered out and threw himself on His Majesty's knees. Even the Zuodu Yushi, who always had a stern face, stroked his beard and couldn't help but smile.

When the news reached Mobei, the old Prince Ding Xiao Shuo glanced at his still stubborn son: "Are you really not going back to the capital with us?"

Prince Ding folded his hands, raised his head, and his pair of blue eyes were gorgeous. He snorted in a gloomy voice: "No."

Why should he marry a baby he had never seen before?

He's still a man, he's not a homosexual!

The relationship between the Xiao family and the royal family is complicated, and the Xiao family's status is too special. If the engagement is not dissolved, it means that both parties have tacitly agreed to a friendly relationship.

Besides, the marriage promised by His Majesty can't be dissolved just like that.

At least it can't be dissolved now.

In fact, no one in the Xiao family took the engagement seriously - after all, a little prince was born, and His Majesty probably wouldn't want to let his precious little son marry a man. When both parties reach the age, it would be natural to cancel the engagement.

But Xiao Nong was so stubborn that he cared a lot about this and couldn't be persuaded.

Xiao Nong's uncle laughed: "Okay, big brother and big sister, if Xiao Nong doesn't want to go back to Beijing with you, forget it. If you really want to take him back, what if he finds a chance to run away halfway?"

Knowing her son's bad temper, Princess Ding lifted the hair by her ears, revealing blue eyes that were almost identical to those of the young boy in front of her. She bent down and tapped Xiao Nong's nose with her fingertips: "Dad and mom are going back to Beijing, be honest, and don't cause trouble for your second uncle."

Last year, the barbarian army of more than 100,000 attacked at night and bit wildly. Fortunately, the imperial reinforcements arrived in time and repelled the barbarian cavalry.

Now the prince Ding and his wife are going back to Beijing to report.

The second uncle handed the bow he made to his eldest sister-in-law, asking her to take it back to give it to the youngest son in the capital. He looked back at Xiao Nong, whose face was tense, and touched his chin: "My nephew, you really have no curiosity about the little prince, right?"

Xiao Nong walked out with his sword in his arms, humming: "What is there to be curious about a baby? Anyway, I won't return to the capital until the engagement is resolved."

The prince of Ding Wang was a child and his words were his.

Three years later, he grew up to be a young boy, but he still refused to return to the capital.

Another three years later, the prince began to go to the battlefield with his father and made many military achievements, but he was still unwilling to return to the capital.

From time to time, news came from the capital, saying how much the little prince in the palace was loved, how beautiful and lovable he was. Whenever Xiao Nong passed by, he would hum hard to express his displeasure and resistance.

Another two three years passed, and the little prince in the capital was named the little prince, and Xiao Nong also changed from "little prince" in the mouths of others to "little general", and his prestige became heavier.

Until the end of the year, Prince Ding was attacked by barbarians on the battlefield and was seriously injured. The prince Xiao Nong took over the command and killed the barbarians back to their lair, making great contributions.

His Majesty also became curious about Xiao Nong and asked Prince Ding to bring the prince back with him when he returned to Beijing this time.

The emperor was far away, so Xiao Nong didn't want to pay attention. He wiped his sword and said lazily: "I said I won't go back, so I won't go back. I said my leg was broken and I can't get up."

This time it was His Majesty who wanted to see someone, not Xiao Nong who was in a bad mood and said he wouldn't go back.

But this brat didn't….

He is obedient, but the older he gets, the worse his temper gets. He still won't listen to anything. Princess Ding was silent for a moment, then smiled: "Xianwei, do you want to drink the sweet soup cooked by your mother?"

Half an hour later, Prince Ding carried Xiao Nong, who was drugged and tied up, to the carriage.

Princess Ding touched her son's head, still with a trace of pity and heartache: "You will definitely get angry when you return to Beijing. When you go back this time, you can take the opportunity to make it clear to His Majesty and cancel the engagement. Yuan Yuan is fifteen years old, and he is old enough."

Xiao has been stubborn and refused to return to Beijing for these years, but Prince Ding and Princess Ding have returned to Beijing many times and met the little prince who was held in their hearts.

Completely different from the son at home who has a bad temper, the little prince is raised to be bright and well-behaved, without the bad temper of being spoiled. His soft smile is sweet to the heart, and Princess Ding and Prince Ding love him very much.

It's a pity that the two children are not destined to be together.

Princess Ding had given him a strong enough drug. When Xiao Nong woke up from his coma, the convoy had already reached the capital.

Prince Xiao had been free in Mobei for many years. Even in this situation, he still refused to surrender and tried to break free from the ropes on his body. Unfortunately, his father was cruel and ruthless and tied him too tightly. He had just woken up and could not break free.

His face was dark for a long time. Xiao Nong took a deep breath and kicked the carriage.

The little prince, right? It would be better if he {XN} didn't hit him.

He was not happy with everyone now, especially the little prince.

The capital was much more lively than the outside of the Great Wall. After entering the city, the carriage slowed down. The noisy voices of people crowded in his ears. It was noisy. The weather was hot and the carriage became more and more stuffy. Xiao Nong closed his eyes irritably, feeling suffocated and his head throbbing with pain.

The carriage suddenly stopped. Xiao Nong squinted and looked outside.

It should be the palace. Although he hadn't been back to Beijing for a long time, he still remembered the general route. Once he was untied, he would escape from the east route first...

Prince Ding's voice suddenly sounded: "First, return the things brought from Mobei to the palace."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Xiao Nong waited for a while, and raised his eyebrows in disbelief.

Just ignore him?

Is this still his biological father?

Obviously, the biological father knew his son's bad temper best, and left Xiao Nong in the carriage without paying any attention.

Xiao Nong sighed, and heard the noise outside gradually subsided. He gave up struggling and planned to close his eyes for a while.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound outside, and a voice asked softly, "Is the second young master Xiao in this carriage?"

Another slightly shrill voice said, "My young master, the sign says it's from Prince Ding's Mansion." The heavy carriage curtain was suddenly opened, and the dazzling light shone in from outside. Xiao Nong half-squinted his eyes, and before he could see the figure who climbed up the carriage recklessly, he first smelled a hazy, moist, and refreshing fragrance.

The stuffy smell in the carriage was quickly dispelled by this breath, and the rich floral fragrance brushed across the tip of his nose. For a moment, Xiao Nong's spine was slightly numb. He shook his mind and then met the eyes of the young boy who came in.

Those were a pair of clear black eyes, not smiling and affectionate, with bright red lips, beautiful eyebrows, and in the backlight, every strand of soft black hair seemed to be glowing, fluffy and a little messy, like a beautiful little bird with messy feathers.

As if he hadn't expected that there was a person tied up in the carriage, he was startled, his eyes slightly widened, curious and puzzled: "Who are you, why are you tied here?"

Xiao Nong stared at him for a moment, his Adam's apple rolled hard, afraid of scaring him away, his voice was so soft that he himself felt incredible: "Come closer."

The young boy looked at him warily, probably because he saw that he was tied up and there was no threat, so he moved a little closer: "You haven't answered me yet, are you a prisoner?"

The carriage curtain fell, and the carriage returned to dimness, but the boy's porcelain white skin was still bright, and when he got closer, he smelled a hazy fragrance, like a dream brought by the swaying spring flowers on the branches.

What a good fragrance.

What a... beautiful person.

Xiao Nong licked the corner of his lips: "I'm not. Who are you?"

The boy didn't answer him, but seemed to have suddenly discovered something. He suddenly moved very close, and his warm breath brushed Xiao Nong's face, but he was unaware of it, and only focused on his eyes: "Huh? Your eyes are blue."

Xiao Nong's throat tightened, and he held his breath, staring at the dazzlingly beautiful face, and his mouth curled slightly: "Afraid?"

When he was young in Beijing, many people were afraid of his eyes, calling him a bastard.

The boy in front of him shook his head, with admiration in his eyes: "Very beautiful."

He added: "I know someone with the same eye color as you."

When he spoke, his breath brushed Xiao Nong's nose, and Xiao Nong was in a trance again.

The little boy in front of him was like a furry little animal, approaching people unconsciously, warm.

It makes people want to rub and bite it.

His voice became softer and softer: "I was tied here by the bad guys. Can you help me untie the rope?"

The boy tilted his head and looked at him for a moment, then refused decisively: "No."

Xiao Nong's hands behind his back were about to break free from the noose. While untying the noose calmly, he raised his eyebrows at him: "Why? You said you liked my eyes."

The boy thought for a moment and said seriously: "I feel that you look a little bad."

His heart seemed to be scratched by the tip of a feather, and it itched badly.

Xiao Nong laughed dumbly: "What's your name?"

The boy blinked and looked at him without saying a word.

He was quite alert.

Xiao Nong pulled his hand away, and he was about to untie the noose on his hand.

At this moment, an anxious voice suddenly sounded outside: "Young master! Come out quickly, it's wrong, it's not this carriage!"

The young man then remembered that he had walked into the wrong carriage. He honestly said to Xiao Nong, "I'm leaving first," and then ignored Xiao Nong, opened the curtain and left in a hurry.

Xiao Nong was anxious, and struggled to break free from the last bit of restraint on his hand. He stretched out his hand and grabbed, but only grabbed a sleeve.

Because of the un-tied restraints on his feet, he couldn't catch up, and watched the young man jump off the carriage quickly.

It was like a sweet dream that suddenly came and disappeared. There was still a faint breath lingering in the carriage. Xiao Nong rubbed his fingertips absentmindedly, as if he could still touch the cloud-like sleeve.

His heartbeat was abnormally fast.

I don't know how long it took, but the curtain of the carriage was pulled open again.

Old Prince Ding was standing outside, and seeing his son's expression in the carriage, he just wondered if it was too hot in the carriage and suffocated him. Before he could think of a fatherly way, he saw Xiao Nong suddenly raise his head and said, "Dad, I want to go to the palace to see the emperor!"

"Huh?"