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Chapter 142 Reincarnation (32)

Ning Qingyan suddenly woke up, his handsome face showing an unpredictable expression. Last night's dream was so real that it seemed to be vivid in his mind.

Based on the dream, Ning Qingyan had a rough guess in his mind.

The white fox he saw when he was young should be the young man in his dream, and Chen Ye, who is now married into his house, is most likely a fox demon.

So from beginning to end, he met the same person.

No wonder Chen Ye ate poisonous cakes on the wedding day but was fine, no wonder Chen Ye could heal his legs, everything had a reason.

Ning Qingyan's expression was unpredictable, "Little fox, you made it so easy for me to find you."

Ning Qingyan slowly stood up and was surprised to find that his leg was healed.

After tidying up his clothes, he walked to the outer room and stared at Chen Ye who was still sleeping.

After squatting down in front of Chen Ye, Ning Qingyan moved closer and smelled the fragrance on Chen Ye.

He pulled the corner of his lips, "Not only that, you were also the itinerant doctor who saved me at the border. I just don't know if Chen Ye is your real name."

Ning Qingyan raised his hand and gently stroked Chen Ye's face, "You approached me because I look like the Taoist in my dream?"

After a while, Ning Qingyan put his hand down.

He'd better be dead.

Ning Qingyan drooped his eyelashes and stared at Chen Ye with a dark and unclear look. Being a substitute for someone else was absolutely unbearable for Ning Qingyan.

If Li Wenshui was not dead, he would have someone kill Li Wenshui.

It was already noon when Chen Ye woke up.

He shook his head and sighed, and from then on he would have to live a life of fear.

Chen Ye checked Ning Qingyan's favorability towards him, and was stunned by the ups and downs of the favorability.

Yesterday at midnight, the favorability level suddenly soared to 68, but near the morning it dropped to 65, then to 70, and after a while it reached 63, and finally stabilized at 63.

"System, what happened to Ning Qingyan? Was he possessed by a ghost in his dream?"

[Cannot tell, host explores on his own. 】

Chen also guessed, could it be that Ning Qingyan was affected by the aura of Li Wenshui on the inner elixir?

He couldn't figure it out, but the increase in favorability was a good thing, so he didn't worry about it.

When Chen Ye was tying his hair, he looked in the mirror and was horrified to find that his neck, which was white and smooth a moment ago, had gradually turned purple.

Without the inner elixir, Chen Ye's illusion became ineffective and the bruises on his neck could no longer be covered.

If someone saw this, they would be scared to death.

In the study, Ning Qingyan was looking at the painting by Li Wenshui. Ning Qingyan observed carefully and found that the brushstrokes of the painting were a bit similar to his. If he didn't know that he had never painted before, he would have thought that the painting was done by himself.

Ning Qingyan's eyes fell on Chen Ye in the painting. "You took care of me at the border, using this body?"

If there was no problem with his eyes at that time, he would be able to see.

Thinking back to the time they spent together at the border, Ning Qingyan's lips curled up, but his smile soon faded.

"Since you were looking for that Taoist's replacement, why did you leave so quickly without coming to see me with your real body? Why did you have to change your body?"

Ning Qingyan looked up at the empty chair not far away. Usually Chen would read storybooks or eat here, but he didn't come today.

"Suye, come in."

Su Ye, who was outside the door, immediately came into the room.

"My lord, what are your orders?"

Ning Qingyan pondered for a moment, "Where is the princess now?"

Suye lowered his head. How did he know?

"Mr. Song is probably in the room right now."

Ning Qingyan tapped the table a few times and said, "Go and invite the princess over."

After a moment, Ning Qingyan said again: "Call her Princess from now on."

Suye was sweating profusely, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Chen Ye walked in front, and Su Ye followed behind him. I don’t know what Ning Qingyan was thinking, but he actually took the initiative to ask for his study room.

Chen Ye pulled at his neck, which was being strangled so tightly, and sighed inwardly, thinking that he would have to wear this high-necked dress for the next month.

No matter how high the collar of ancient clothes could be, it was limited. Chen had to add an inner lining inside to barely cover the marks.

Pushing open the door of the study, Chen Ye saw Ning Qingyan painting with his head down, and he had no intention of talking to him.

Chen Ye walked to Ning Qingyan's side, looked down, and saw a white fox jumping out of the rice paper.

Chen Ye's eyebrows jumped.

"How's the painting?" Ning Qingyan asked.

Chen Ye: "Your Majesty is an excellent painter."

Ning Qingyan stopped writing and put down the brush. "This white fox and I have a special affinity. I often saw it in my dreams when I was young, and I also saw it when I was seven years old."

Chen also felt that Ning Qingyan knew something, but he had no evidence.

"So that's how it is. Maybe he and the prince are destined to be together."

Ning Qingyan turned sideways and stared at Chen Ye with emotionless eyes.

He suddenly raised his hand and placed it on Chen Ye's neck, and Chen Ye subconsciously stepped back.

Chen also raised his eyes, and saw that Ning Qingyan's gaze was like an abyss, as if it wanted to swallow him up.

"What are you hiding from?"

Ning Qingyan straightened the collar of Chen Ye's clothes and asked, "Could it be that the princess is hiding something from me?"

Chen Ye swallowed and said, "No."

The back of his neck felt cold, and Ning Qingyan placed his cold hand on Chen Ye's neck. He bent down slightly and stared into Chen Ye's eyes, "That's good."

Ning Qingyan's hand grasped the soft flesh on the back of Chen Ye's neck and rubbed it gently for a few times, which was ambiguous and contained a hidden desire for control. Chen Ye dared not move, fearing that the bruises on his neck would be seen by Ning Qingyan.

After a moment, Ning Qingyan let go of Chen Ye, "I want to paint another picture, how about you, Princess, grind the ink for me?"

Chen Ye didn't know how to do this, but he still nodded and agreed, thinking it shouldn't be too difficult.

Fortunately, grinding ink is really not difficult. It does not require any skills or a lot of strength.

After standing for a while, Chen felt a little sleepy and yawned quietly.

In the afternoon, Ning Qingyan finished his painting. Chen Ye saw that he still painted a white fox, but the previous white fox had no background behind it, but this white fox had a background, a golden cage.

A white fox was locked in an exquisite golden cage. He stretched out his hand to touch the edge of the cage, his eyes looking into the distance. There was a figure. Chen Ye immediately recognized that the figure in the painting was the seven-year-old Ning Qingyan.

Chen Ye woke up suddenly from his doze.

What was the meaning of Ning Qingyan painting this picture? Was it for him to see?

Ning Qingyan knows his identity?

But that shouldn't be the case. He didn't reveal any flaws, and Ning Qingyan was not familiar with the owner of this body.

Chen Ye laughed dryly, "The prince really likes this white fox."

Ning Qingyan raised his eyebrows, "Like?"

He tilted his head to look at Chen Ye, "I thought this white fox would always be by my side, but unfortunately he ran away. What do you think I would do if I met him again?"

Chen Ye was sweating on his back, and his wet clothes felt a little cold against his back. Chen Ye also felt his heart was a little cold.

He opened his mouth, "I don't know."

Ning Qingyan pointed at the golden cage and said, "Of course, lock him up."

After seeing Chen Ye’s unhappy expression, Ning Qingyan chuckled.

Now you are afraid, but why weren’t you afraid when you provoked him and ran away?

"I was just joking. If we find him, we will naturally take good care of him."

But locking him up doesn't hinder his raising.

Chen also breathed a sigh of relief. Ning Qingyan's words scared him.

At night, Ning Qingyan asked Chen Ye to sleep in the same bed with him. If it had been in the past, Chen Ye would definitely have agreed.

But now the wound on his neck could not be covered up, and he was worried about being exposed, so he refused.

"My Lord, the weather is a little hot. It will be even hotter if we squeeze into one bed."

Ning Qingyan called out, and a servant in black came in.

"Go get some ice from the storeroom and put it in the room to cool it down."

The attendant quickly took the order and left.

When the ice arrived, the cold air it emitted quickly drove away the heat in the room, and the room suddenly became cooler.

"The servants will keep changing the ice cubes to ensure that you don't feel hot."

Chen Ye twitched his lips. Ning Qingyan's attitude towards him changed so much that he was almost certain that Ning Qingyan knew something.

However, he couldn't guess to what extent Ning Qingyan knew.

Lying on the bed, Chen Ye stared at the curtains above his head. He had no desire to sleep at all.

Ning Qingyan next to him had his eyes closed, and Chen knew he was not asleep.

How about telling Ning Qingyan the truth tonight?

Chen Ye didn't know how to start.

Is he going to tell Ning Qingyan, hey, I’m not Song Yao, I’m actually a fox demon. I was with you in my previous life, and I’m here to find you again in this life?

As he was thinking, Chen fell asleep.

With Chen by his side, Ning Qingyan fell asleep quickly and entered Li Wenshui's memories again.

He saw Li Wenshui bring Chen Ye back to the cabin and saw them spending time together day and night.

I also saw how Li Wenshui understood my feelings and how he wanted to stay away from Chen Ye.

There was also the kiss at the Qingyun County Lantern Festival, and Chen Ye’s slightly blushing face also caught Ning Qingyan’s eyes.

There was no news from the secret guards yet. Ning Qingyan thought that when the secret guards brought back the news, if Li Wenshui was not dead, he would definitely kill him.

However, he felt that it was unlikely that Li Wenshui was alive, otherwise Chen Ye would not have come to find him.

The memory came to an abrupt end when Li Wenshui went down the mountain, and Ning Qingyan opened his eyes.

He stood up and stared at Chen Ye's cheeks, which were slightly red due to his deep sleep, for a long time. The distance between them was getting closer and closer, and Ning Qingyan's lips brushed against the side of Chen Ye's face.

"What is my relationship with that Taoist priest?"

Naturally there is no answer.

After a few seconds, Ning Qingyan sat up straight again. He got out of bed calmly, straightened himself up, and his eyes returned to their cold expression.

...

In the study, Ning Qingyan stood by the window, casually fiddling with the leaves of the flowers on the windowsill.

He was wearing a turquoise suit, and looked a bit ethereal.

Not far away, the secret guard knelt on the ground and reported the information he had discovered.

"Master, I have checked ancient books and privately visited the elders in the county. There is only one Taoist temple on Qingyun Mountain. More than 20 years ago, there were four Taoists in the temple. However, within a short period of time, three of the four died mysteriously, and the whereabouts of the remaining Taoist is unknown."

"I also found out that there is a tomb not far from the wooden house where the princess stayed. It should be the burial place of one of the three Taoist priests who died. His name is Li Wenshui."

Ning Qingyan murmured, "Li Wenshui."

A familiar feeling arose spontaneously, and Ning Qingyan subconsciously thought that this name belonged to the Taoist priest in green.

"Where is the missing Taoist priest now? Find him and bring him to me."

An Yi said: "I have checked, but there is no trace of the Taoist since he left the mountain. He may have changed his name."

Ning Qingyan exerted force on his wrist, and a green leaf fell from the flowerpot. "Is there anything unusual before the princess gets married?"

"I have learned that the princess attempted suicide before getting married."

Ning Qingyan turned around and picked up a book from the desk. An Yi could vaguely see the title of the book was "Shengyang Zhiguai Lu".

"The demon uses spiritual power to cultivate. If a person dies within three minutes of death, the demon can possess the body and it will be no different from normal days."

Ning Qingyan nodded lightly at this sentence and understood.

"The Dark Guard Camp also found out something."

"What's the matter?"

An Yi lowered his head, "Recently there have been rumors in the capital that a monster has gouged out people's hearts. It is rumored that the one who gouged out the heart is the princess, but the rumor has not spread yet."

Ning Qingyan said: "Find out who spread the rumor and don't let it spread any further."

After An Yi left, Ning Qingyan pondered for a while and moved to the study to find Chen Ye.

At this moment, Chen Ye was lying in the room wearing only a white undershirt, with his chest wide open, fanning himself constantly.

The weather was getting warmer, and Chen Ye's physique preferred the cold, so even though there were ice cubes in the room, he still felt hot all over.

After Ning Qingyan pushed the door open, Chen also sat up and pulled up his collar.

"Your Majesty?"

Ning Qingyan walked to the bedside and frowned when he saw Chen Ye, whose clothes were disheveled. Is it so hot?

"The day after tomorrow the barbarian envoys will come to pay homage. You will go with me."

Chen also looked at him, "I'm going too?"

"You are my king's princess, so you must go with me."

Chen Ye does not have an inner elixir now, and can barely maintain this body. If he meets someone who practices cultivation in the palace, he will be finished.

He hesitated and said, "Can I not go?"

Ning Qingyan's brows were cold, but there was a hint of teasing in his eyes, "Then Princess, tell me why you can't go?"

"I haven't been feeling well these past few days."

"I'll ask a doctor to come and see you."

Ning Qingyan was about to turn around, but Chen Ye grabbed his sleeve and said, "No need. I'm not seriously ill."

Ning Qingyan had seen through Chen Ye's tricks long ago. Chen Ye did not go to the palace because he was afraid of running into people from the Imperial Observatory.

"Since it's not serious, then follow me. That's it."

Chen was also depressed and felt that his death was not far away.

When it was time to go to the palace, Chen Ye started pretending to be sick, sometimes he had leg pain, sometimes stomach pain, but Ning Qingyan saw through it every time.

"The princess's illness came and went quickly. Maybe she will be completely cured after a trip to the palace."

After hearing Ning Qingyan's teasing, Chen Ye gritted his teeth and followed Ning Qingyan into the carriage. If he died, he would die. At worst, he could just run away.

In the large carriage, the young man in a white round-necked robe lowered his head, looking unhappy.

Chen Ye subconsciously tugged at his collar, only to realize belatedly that it was not necessary.

This piece of clothing was sent by the embroiderer in the mansion yesterday. The collar is quite high, just enough to cover the bruises on his neck.

Chen Ye was secretly complaining in his heart, thinking that Ning Qingyan must have known that he was not Song Yao, and also knew that he was a monster, otherwise she would not have asked the embroiderer to give him the clothes.

But why isn't Ning Qingyan afraid of him and doesn't take the initiative to make it clear?

At this moment, Ning Qingyan, who was next to Chen Ye, put one hand on his temple, staring at Chen Ye. Seeing the boy's unhappy expression, Ning Qingyan curled his lips and smiled. He just wanted to tease Chen Ye to see when Chen Ye would take the initiative to reveal his identity.

Everyone in the Imperial Observatory obeyed his orders, so Ning Qingyan dared to bring Chen Ye into the palace.

I originally thought that Chen Ye would reveal his identity, but I didn't expect Chen Ye to still not say it.

Chen Ye raised his head and happened to meet Ning Qingyan's eyes.

Chen Ye pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled.

Ning Qingyan lowered his eyes, looking lazy, "Princess, you seem to be restless, but what are you worried about?"

Chen Ye: "I'm just hungry."

Seeing Chen Ye still being stubborn, Ning Qingyan curled the corners of his lips.

Chen was also stunned. It was the first time in such a long time that he saw Ning Qingyan smile so easily. It was not the sneer he used to have. This smile made Ning Qingyan suddenly overlap with the Li Wenshui in his memory.

Seeing Chen Ye in a daze, the smile on Ning Qingyan's lips disappeared.

"Princess, did you think of someone through me?"