After being reborn, I became a scumbag and his aunt

Zhenghe 20 years.

After 20 years of hard work and recuperation, the dilapidated and perilous Dazhou gradually prospered, the frontiers were stable, and the world was peaceful.

Zhenghe Dichan is located in the nephew of the sixth prince Zhao Hong.

After that, his whereabouts are unknown.

Some people say that he has passed away, and some people say that he has retired to the mountains and forests.

In his forties, Zhao Chengyuan stood on the top of Cangyuan Mountain with frosty temples, and his eyes were full of desolation.

"Master, how to find You Ning?"

……

There is warm and fragrant nephrite around.

Zhao Chengyuan suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the woman who was sleeping soundly in his arms.

It was a face full of vitality, with plump cheeks and a slight blush.The hair strands of the two were entangled, and they couldn't tell each other apart.

Zhao Chengyuan looked at it for a long time.

He slowly raised his hand to touch her neck, where it was warm and throbbing vigorously.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and opened them again.

She is still there.Not a dream.

"Youning." He said hoarsely.

"Ok?"

Han Youning answered in a daze, Crow Feather trembled, opened his eyes with difficulty, couldn't hold on, and closed them again.

She drilled her head into Zhao Chengyuan's chest, "I'll sleep a little longer..."

Zhao Chengyuan saw the moist autumn water in her eyes, which were shining brightly.

He raised his hand, stroked her back and patted gently, "Okay, go to sleep."

She soon fell asleep, breathing slowly and slowly.

Her cheeks were warm and soft, tightly pressed against his chest, and through the thin pajamas, the fresh vitality spread throughout her limbs.

……

After Han Youning got up, as before, he had a meal first, and then took a pair of children to his mother's yard.

She felt that Zhao Chengyuan was a little abnormal today.

Usually at this time, he would go to the outer courtyard or the martial arts field to accompany his old man.But today, he was always by her side.

His gaze has been following her, and she always feels that he looks at her very deeply, so deeply that she feels that the two of them are reunited after a long absence.

But the two of them stayed together all day, the biggest difference was the half day in the morning.At other times, she felt a little tired and crooked, and she deeply felt that Zhao Chengyuan should go out and find something to do, so that she would have the feeling that Xiaobie is better than newly married.

So, there is only one reason left——

She is very beautiful today.

Han Youning looked down at herself, she was wearing a skirt that her mother had just made for her, and it continued the Chen family's low luxury style.A layer of gauze was wrapped around the elegant skirt, and my mother embroidered a few pink and white camellias on the layer of gauze.Although she is now twenty and the mother of two children, her mother still raises her in a tender way.

It seems that Zhao Chengyuan likes her wearing this style of clothes.

He has never been picky about what clothes she wears before, he mainly focuses on keeping warm and comfortable, but now he is starting to pay attention?

It really is food and clothing and lust!

Han Youning secretly sighed, and once again felt that Zhao Chengyuan should find something serious to do, and couldn't let him be so idle.

Han Youning continued to talk to her mother, but Chen Man glanced at Zhao Chengyuan, and smiled at her daughter, "Go back earlier, A Tang and Xuan'er will stay with me today, and you will be clean and clean."

Han Youning: ...Why is the mother so considerate in creating opportunities for the young couple to be alone?

She doesn't need it!

After leaving his mother's yard, Han Youning walked slowly on the path.It is now June, and the Chen Mansion is lush and full of vitality, and sweet and delicious flowers are beckoning to her along the road.

These flowers were planted by her mother for her, but this statement is not accurate.Because she discovered that her mother also loves to eat, and so does Xiao Ah Tang.Perhaps this is the sensitivity and closeness to fragrance carried in the daughter of the Chen family.

Han Youning pinched a flower from time to time and stuffed it into his mouth.

If she finds it particularly delicious, she will run back and stuff one into Zhao Chengyuan's mouth.Zhao Chengyuan didn't tease her, nor did he coax him with a smile, but just ate the flower quietly.

His appearance made Han Youning feel like he was such an old elder, enjoying the family happiness with his children around his knees.No matter what the children put in their mouths, they will eat it whether they like it or not, and what they eat is the heart of the children.

Han Youning put away this strange feeling, ran away and continued picking flowers.

From time to time, he looked back at Zhao Chengyuan.

Usually at this time, Zhao Chengyuan would hold her hand, with a slight smile on his lips.

But today, Zhao Chengyuan just followed her not too far away, his eyes following her.Just like when she was in Cangyuan Mountain when she was a child, she had the inexhaustible energy of a child and kept running in the mountains.He just followed her not far or near, and if something happened to her, he would rush to her side like the wind to protect her.

At this time, there was no smile on the corner of his lips, but a slight purse, which was suppressed downwards to be precise.

Han Youning stopped, stood there and looked back at him.

When he approached, Han Youning asked, "My lord, is there something on your mind?"

Zhao Chengyuan looked down at her.

The girl in front of her had a delicate face and was full of vitality. The blue sky and the fine sunlight fell into her eyes through the gaps in the leaves, and the waves on the lake were shining brightly.

Today's Zhao Chengyuan has the memory of this life and the long 20 years of his previous life.

In this life, You Ning had calmly described her past life to him, she spoke concisely and without any waves.

At that time, he had imagined her misery, and he kept it in his heart.Until he saw her dry and empty eyes and the tragic state before death, he in this life knew that You Ning suffered more misery than he imagined.However, she who was originally so delicate accepted those pains so calmly.

Zhao Chengyuan looked into her bright eyes, turned his eyes away, raised his hand to wrap around the back of her head, and held her tightly in his arms.

Han Youning's cheek was against his chest.

Just now, something seemed to be broken in his eyes.

His big hand kept pressing on the back of her head and neck, keeping her against his chest, unable to move away.

It was like this when she hugged Xuan'er, holding the back of his neck like this, letting him close to her chest.She subconsciously felt that protecting the little and fragile Xuan'er in her heart was the best way to express her unspeakable love and pity.

"You Ning..." A deep sigh came from his chest, and it knocked on Han You Ning's heart.

During the past few months in Xiangping Mansion, they lived freely, and the biggest thing they experienced was Han Sixing's marriage.

What happened to make him suddenly look like this?
When he returned to Youyuan, Han Youning was still thinking about this question.

While she was thinking about the problem, Zhao Chengyuan went to the small kitchen, and when he came back, he was holding a plate of steaming glutinous rice osmanthus cake in his hand.

He put the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the low table in front of You Ning, "Try it."

Looking at the glutinous osmanthus cake in front of her, Han Youning was in a daze, because she remembered that she didn't make osmanthus cake today.

And the plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in front of her had the same smell as the one she made, which even Ling'er, who had followed her for many years, could not imitate.

This plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake seems to be more beautiful than the one she made. Although it is also round and soft, it is somehow noble and delicate.

Han Youning was still in a daze, a small glutinous rice cake had already been put into her mouth.

It was Zhao Chengyuan who stuffed it in.

Han Youning chewed and tasted, but he didn't taste any difference from what he made.

She swallowed and asked tentatively, "Your Highness did it?"

Zhao Chengyuan sat opposite her, "Yes."

Han Youning asked suspiciously, "My lord has never made glutinous rice osmanthus cake, how could you do it so well?"

Zhao Chengyuan unhurriedly picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea and pushed it to her hand, "Seeing that you do a lot, it will be fine."

Han Youning accepted his explanation. When she was making snacks, he was by the side a lot.

It seems that his talent for making snacks is much higher than his talent for making scented tea.After so many years, the scented tea he made is still so hard to describe.

She smiled and said, "So, I want to eat glutinous rice osmanthus cake in the future, can I let you make it?"

Zhao Chengyuan said, "Okay."

The answer was straight and a little serious.

Han Youning ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in small bites, and took it aside to read in the book.

On weekdays, they mostly lived like this, she would read a book or deal with some trivial matters in the house, while he would sit beside her and drink tea.

She looked at it for a while, then raised her eyes inadvertently, and saw that Zhao Chengyuan was not drinking tea or reading a book, just sitting there looking at her.His sitting posture exuded a majesty that he never had in normal times.

When he saw You Ning looking over, his waist was slightly loose, and his gaze didn't seem as deep as before.

Han Youning looked at him strangely, "Why do I feel that I seem to have changed to a very dignified husband. Why didn't I realize before that you look so serious and lonely when you don't smile."

The deep loneliness made her feel distressed just looking at it.

Zhao Chengyuan was surprised by her sharpness.

Since he came back, he had no intention of letting Youning know.After all, there was nothing to say about that memory, and it would only add to her sadness.But the habit of those 20 years was too deeply imprinted. He was used to sitting alone on a dragon chair on a high step, and he was used to loneliness and solitude.

Zhao Chengyuan pursed his lips slightly, "Youning, let's go out for a while."

They left the house in a carriage, and Han Youning sat on the other side of the carriage, separated from Zhao Chengyuan by a low table, on which dried fruits and tea were placed.

Han Youning touched the dried fruit, ate every bite, and looked at him calmly.

She is a person with a lot of experience, rebirth, resurrection and so on, she has encountered them all.So there were many doubts, and she began to think in that direction.

Zhao Chengyuan crushed the nuts and put the whole flesh on the porcelain plate in her hand, as if he didn't notice her scrutiny.

You Ning's current appearance is like a little rabbit meeting a stranger, his swarthy eyes are full of curiosity and guard.

Han Youning asked seemingly unintentionally, "My lord, where did we meet for the first time?"

"The top of Cangyuan Mountain." Zhao Chengyuan put a dried fruit in her hand, "You also give me buns and snacks."

"Oh... yes."

It's Zhao Chengyuan who's gone, it's not someone else who borrowed the corpse to bring back his soul.

No one else knew about it except the two of them.

As for rebirth, that is even more impossible.Zhao Chengyuan was fine last night, alive and well.No injuries, no high fever.And when she was reborn, she happened to be suffocated to death by Wu's mother, and when Zhao Chen was reborn, she was stabbed in the chest by Zhao Yin with a high fever.

Besides, Zhao Chengyuan is so powerful, who can kill him?
Han Youning convinced himself.

She pushed the short table between the two to the side, moved her buttocks, lay down in his arms, closed her eyes and said, "I'll sleep for a while, call me when I arrive."

Zhao Chengyuan frowned, is she so vigilant?
Fortunately, he was reborn. If someone else happened to inherit his original memory, wouldn't people take advantage of it?
He raised his hand, paused on her buttocks, and finally landed on her back, patting her lightly.

I don't know if those helpless and angry emotions just now belonged to Zhao Chengyuan in the previous life or Zhao Chengyuan in this life.

For him now, the soul of the previous life and the soul of the current life look at each other, just like two rivers converging, with two distinct colors at the beginning, which do not blend with each other.

At the foot of Cangyuan Mountain, Zhao Chengyuan did not go up the mountainside in a carriage like Hongtai as before, but went around to the bottom of the cliff behind the mountain.

Han Youning is quite familiar with this place. When he and Zhao Chengyuan met for the first time, Zhao Chengyuan once hugged her and jumped off the cliff to avoid being hunted down.

He looked so good at that time, she really thought he was a fairy.

Later, she often pestered him and took her flying between the cliffs, and they also came to the bottom of this cliff several times.

Han Youning opened his arms naturally, and Zhao Chengyuan leaned over to hug her.

He soared into the sky, his feet tapped lightly on the rocks and trees on the cliff from time to time, and his white robe fluttered, extremely graceful.

The wind was blowing in Han Youning's ears, she screamed happily, commanding him from time to time, "Go over there! I saw a red fruit!" "Go to that rock, we've been there before!" "Ah, go find that one little monkey!"

……

After she had had a good time, Zhao Chengyuan led her to jump up to the top of the mountain.

At this time, flowers were blooming everywhere on the top of the mountain, the peach tree next to the boulder was full of fruits, and the sky in the west was full of sunshine.

Han Youning lay on the grass with her veil spread out, pillowed on Zhao Chengyuan's lap, squinting at him.

Zhao Chengyuan lowered his head, and seeing her squinting, he remembered that in the small courtyard of the Prince's Mansion, she squinted at him, but couldn't see anything.

He covered her eyes with his palms, covering those pupils.

Han Youning raised his hand and put it on top of his.His fingers are long and slender, with well-defined joints and a little cold.

She really couldn't convince herself anymore.

She asked softly, "My lord, you have seen me blind, right?" So you dare not look into my eyes.

Zhao Chengyuan pursed his lips: "I have seen it."

Her eyelashes fluttered slightly and swept across his palm, wet.

"Then, how did the lord come here? He died at the end of his life?"

"Yes. End of life."

"Oh, all right."

Han Youning was silent for a moment, moved his hand away, and looked up at him, "What about the prince in this life, was he pushed away by you?"

Zhao Chengyuan lowered his eyes and smiled lowly, "Fool, I just had another big dream, how could I squeeze myself away."

Seeing him smiling so familiarly, Han Youning felt less uneasy in her heart, and she got up straight, "Really?"

"real."

Han Youning: "Then why did you come back?"

Zhao Chengyuan: "It should be the Buddha who is grateful for your merits and my merits, and wants to give us a consummation. After I die, send me back to reunite with you."

"Oh."

When it comes to merit, Han Youning believed it.Regardless of whether it was the previous life or this life, Zhao Chengyuan's merits and virtues were actually greater than hers.The Buddha should always pay more attention to him.

Especially, the way he looked at her at this time was really too doting and distant.When her mother looked at her, that was the look in her eyes, very loving.

"How long did you live to?"

Zhao Chengyuan said, "86 years old. He has been in power for 60 years."

86 years old...

At this time, Han Youning looked at Zhao Chengyuan's eyes at her, and felt more loving, at least it must be the ancestors of four generations.

After that, getting along with each other will be a little more difficult.

Han Youning grabbed the wild flowers on the grass, and the further he pulled, the farther away he was from Zhao Chengyuan.

She sat under the peach tree, wove an ugly wreath, and looked at him quietly from time to time.

He sat there with legs bent, back straight, one hand on his knee, looking her way.He was obviously still as beautiful as before, with no signs of age, but looking at him now, he felt like an octogenarian.

Even his black hair, which had already turned black, seemed to have turned white under the setting sun.

Zhao Chengyuan waved to him, "Come here."

"What's the matter?" Han Youning glanced at her, which was clearly the gesture of an ancestor greeting his underage great-granddaughter.

She continued to fiddle with the wreath in her hand, resisting inwardly.

Zhao Chengyuan said, "Come and talk to me."

Look, look!
That's how old people like to talk to young people with them!

Han Youning's heart is roaring, she really needs time to accept this age difference!Why did you let me go so quickly!

However, the 86-year-old's prestige was too great for the 20-year-old junior to bear, so Han Youning walked over slowly.

He stopped a few steps away from Zhao Chengyuan.

Zhao Chengyuan patted the grass beside him, "Sit here."

Han Youning: ...Your gesture is really kind!
She obediently went over and sat down.

She sat upright, with her legs crossed, her hands resting on her knees, and she kept her eyes fixed. She never listened so seriously to her husband's lectures when she was a child.

After all, her husband is not so old.

Zhao Chengyuan looked at her sideways, "Think I'm too old?"

Han Youning: You are so old!is old!
"No."

Zhao Chengyuan: "I watched you grow up, You Ning, you can't hide what you think from me."

Han Youning sighed, "Okay, I'm a little uncomfortable. My lord, tell me the truth, who's older is your great-granddaughter or me?"

Zhao Chengyuan: ...You are more than just a little bit.

He didn't want her to feel uncomfortable, so he said his age a bit older.If he had known that this little thing was thinking about these things, he should have restrained himself.

He didn't answer her question about the great-granddaughter, but just told her, "I'm still the original Zhao Chengyuan, but I have some more memories, and nothing else has changed."

Han Youning nodded heavily, as if he believed him, "I know."

Look around and talk about others.

It seems that his great-granddaughter is older than her.

Han Youning couldn't help thinking more.

She was silent for a moment, then asked, "So, how many children do you have?"

"How many grandchildren and great-grandchildren are there?"

"Do you have a great-great-grandson?"

……

Zhao Chengyuan stood up, picked her up, put her under his armpit, and flew down the cliff.

In the carriage, because Ye Chang was driving outside, that guy's ears were always pricked up, so she kept silent.

It was already the second watch when we returned to the Chen Mansion.

The servants served dinner, Han Youning didn't know what to eat, Zhao Chengyuan kept silent about the past life, which made her feel like a cat scratching her heart.

Zhao Chengyuan fed her with the vegetables in his mouth.

Han Youning looked at him, "Is this how the prince feeds your great-granddaughter?"

Zhao Chengyuan pursed his lips, and fed another spoonful of soup into her mouth.

"The prince is so proficient that he doesn't spill any soup. I'm afraid there are a lot of great-granddaughters?"

……

The servants brought hot water into the clean room.

Zhao Chengyuan waved them all back.

Han Youning sat motionless on the couch, her face buried in the script, "I haven't sweated today, so I won't take a bath."

Zhao Chengyuan reached out and took away the upside-down notebook, "June Tian went out for a trip, there is no one who doesn't sweat. Be good, be obedient."

Han Youning: ...Is that how you coax your great-granddaughter?

Although he used to coax her like this, but now she can't look directly at this sentence.

Zhao Chengyuan sighed, got up and stripped her clean, carried her to the clean room, and put her in the bathtub.

He leaned over and asked, "Do you want me to wash it for you?"

Han Youning hid under the water, covering his chest with his hands, "No need! Get out!"

Zhao Chengyuan went out and sat on the couch outside, there was the sound of splashing water cautiously in the clean room.

He pursed his lips, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

The sound of water soon stopped, and there was a rustling sound inside.

Not long after, Han Youning ran out wearing tight pajamas, clutching the front of the shirt tightly with both hands, and ran to the bed quickly, pulling a blanket to wrap himself.

She didn't wash her hair.

Zhao Chengyuan glanced at her, and Han Youning trembled.

Zhao Chengyuan entered the clean room to take a bath.

When he came out, Han Youning was already wrapped into a cocoon, huddled in the innermost part of the Babu bed, looking like he was asleep.

The breathing is heavy and messy, and it doesn't look like it is pretending.

Zhao Chengyuan lay down beside her, stretched his long arms over, pulled gently, and the cocoon rolled into his arms.

"What else do you want to ask?"

Han Youning revealed a pair of eyes from under the blanket, "How many concubines are there in your harem?"

In 60 years of reign, I have chosen at least a dozen or twenty times!

With a smile in his eyes, Zhao Chengyuan looked at her and said narrowly, "Is this what you want to ask the most?"

Han Youning pouted, "No way, I'm just curious. No one would mind what happened in the previous life. You, an emperor who lived to 86, can I still let you defend me like a jade?"

Zhao Chengyuan hummed, "What you said makes sense. So, after I ascended the throne, I first chose a good queen for myself."

Han Youning said sourly, "Good queen? Tell me which family you belong to, I might still know her."

"Well, you do recognize it."

Han Youning froze: "Who?"

Zhao Chengyuan: "Han Youning, the daughter of Duke Dingguo."

Han Youning was startled, "Me?"

Zhao Chengyuan: "Yes."

Han Youning sat up, "If I remember correctly, I am dead!"

"Ah."

"I'm still your nephew's side concubine!"

"Ah."

"Then you still..."

Han Youning didn't expect that he also became a queen in his previous life.He knew that in this life Zhao Chengyuan insisted on ascending to the throne in order to fulfill the prophecy of the Phoenix Qiwu.But she didn't expect that Zhao Chengyuan would do this even though she was already dead in her previous life.

For the sake of a dead person like her, how much criticism would he provoke for doing these things?

In her previous life, she had thrown herself into the arms of others, and she forgot about him as a fairy brother, so why did he bother to do so much.

Han Youning looked at him, tears streaming down his face.

Zhao Chengyuan got up, wiped her tears with his sleeves, and coaxed, "Fool, why are you crying. I am the emperor, and there are always words that people can't find fault with."

Han Youning couldn't stop crying. He had long forgotten that Zhao Chengyuan was the old man's business, so he slipped into his arms and said, "I won't ask how many concubines you have. My lord, I will treat you well in the future."

She spoke very solemnly.

Zhao Chengyuan's phoenix eyes were lowered, and the 20 years of frost and snow in his eyes were desolate. In that barren land where not a single blade of grass grew, the ice and snow were quietly melting.

He smiled gently, "Okay."

……

In the middle of the night, Han Youning sat up and shook Zhao Chengyuan's arm.

Zhao Chengyuan opened his eyes, "Huh?"

Han Youning: "You still tell me, how many concubines do you have?"

Zhao Chengyuan looked at her with his head propped up and smiled.

Han Youning gritted his teeth, "Quickly tell me. How many are there?"

If it's more than ten, oh no, if it's more than three, Zhao Chengyuan, you're dead!
Zhao Chengyuan said, "Emperor Zhenghe has only Empress Zhaoping throughout his life, and there is no one else in the harem."

Han Youning's eyes were wide open in the dimness.

So, did he really guard his body like a jade for her?
Is he just going to be alone for the rest of his life?

Then how could his previous life be better than him!
Han Youning hugged Zhao Chengyuan and didn't speak for a long time.

Zhao Chengyuan stroked her back gently.He thought it was very good, he was able to come back to find her after rebirth, and his self in this life also protected her and married her, so what is there to be dissatisfied with?
After Han Youning calmed down, he said sullenly, "You don't have to be like this. Everyone is dead, why are you still guarding. At least you have to marry another queen to extend your heirs."

This is somewhat insincere.

But Han Youning would not admit it.

Zhao Chengyuan chuckled, "I'm too busy with national affairs, so I don't have time."

Han Youning took it very seriously, "Well, state affairs are still important."

She suddenly thought of a question, "You don't have a prince, so who will inherit the throne?"

"Sixth Prince Zhao Hong."

Han Youning nodded, "That's a good boy."

It's just... he would have been seventy at that time, right? ——
For several days in a row, Chen Man discovered that the way her daughter and son-in-law get along is a bit different.

Too much respect, not enough closeness.

One day, You Ning came to say hello, and Chen Man asked, "Did you have a problem with King Jin?"

Han Youning grabbed her skirt, "No."

Chen Man tore off the hem of the skirt in her hand, "If you pull it again, it will rot."

She looked at her daughter and said softly, "It's okay for a husband and wife to quarrel, but you can't keep fighting with each other, it will hurt the relationship."

Han Youning muttered, "I didn't..."

Chen Man said, "Then tell me, why did you sleep with A Tang in the Kuayuan for several days?"

Han Youning sighed quietly and asked, "Mother, if my grandfather is still alive, how old is he?"

Chen Man pondered for a moment, "Eighty."

Han Youning: ...six years younger than Zhao Chengyuan.

Chen Man asked strangely, "Why do you ask this?"

Han Youning showed bitterness, "It's nothing, I'll just ask casually."

Chen Man continued the nagging just now.

Seeing her daughter walking out with Xuan'er in her arms, Chen Man got up and carried Xuan'er away, "Go back to sleep in your own room tonight. Ah Tang and Xuan'er have been with me for the past few days."

Han Youning: ...

For several days in a row, Han Youning fell asleep after dinner.

I slept until Zhao Chengyuan got up and left in the morning.

Finally one day, Zhao Chengyuan went to bed before her, and sat there with his knees bent, waiting for her.

The snow-white pajamas were half-tucked up, the ink hair was like a waterfall, and the pair of phoenix eyes were as black as ink, which made Han Youning tremble with fear.

Han Youning walked to Ba Bu's bed with heavy steps.

She suddenly had a bad premonition.

Zhao Chengyuan stretched out his hand to her, "What are you doing standing there, come here."

Han Youning took a step back indiscriminately, "Well, I'm not so sleepy all of a sudden, I want to read a book first."

Zhao Chengyuan: "What are you worried about?"

Han Youning tried to calm down: "I'm not worried about anything."

An 86-year-old man, do you still have these thoughts?Even if there is, it should be powerless!

Ahhh!I really accept incompetence, who will save me!
Zhao Chengyuan leaned forward, hugged Han Youning, who was about to run, onto the bed, turned over and pressed her under the quilt.

He caressed her blushing cheeks with his big hand, and gently rubbed the pulp of his thumb on her lips, "That's good."

……

Silent night.

The eaves and moonlight sprinkled into the spring tent, and then quietly left.

One room is tender, two worlds are deeply affectionate.

Today, "Aunt Huang" will completely say goodbye to my dear friends.

I am ashamed, Momo has not been firm on this road, thank you for your perseverance, thank you for your encouragement and support.

I wish you all the best in life, work and feelings, and a good mood every day~~
bye Bye.