Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

Chapter 736-740

 The boy was selected to enter the Ye family at the age of ten, and his memory was cleansed. Since then, he has become a talented candidate for the Ye family's son-in-law. This is the first time he has cried in eight years. It no longer looks like a cold wood or a numb puppet. He cries like a child, full of flesh and blood.

At this moment, An Mo dared to admit that he was in love with Ye Lingyin.

When I was a child, I accidentally met on the street. The girl was as exquisite and cute as a doll, and his figure was reflected in those eyes, which determined his voice from then on.

If it weren't for memory recovery, he might be willing to follow the instructions to marry Ye Lingyin. Her life in the Ye family was not easy. She often stood in front of him with scars, but her eyes were always smiling.

It was as if she was drugged by her mother that night, her complexion turned abnormally red, and she was still smiling when she stood in front of her.

I love her, otherwise, how could she be easily subdued and forced with her own strength, and in the memory of that night, she was beautiful, desperate, and about to be destroyed.

There was a tension between reason and emotion, and in the end he could only accept Ye Lingyin's confession before death.

Her death paid for the lives of his family.

But his emotions were nowhere to rest.

Those fond memories and shocking heartbeats that he had had become the heart-wrenching nightmare in the long years to come, how much he wished he could die.

I don't know how long I have been crying, but the oil-paper umbrella behind me stayed with me until Ye's family rang the bell in front of the mountain, and An Mo felt the hand on his shoulder gently exerted his strength, and the cold voice passed. Come and help me."

Stay in Ye's house and help me.

There are too many people's fate and entanglement here, including Song Ye's, Ye Lingyin's, and An Mo's. They are all victims of the chair in the high position. Now Ye Lingyin is dead, but the dispute will not end.

Song Yechu ascended the throne and needed a trusted person to assist him, and An Mo was the most suitable candidate.

Tears gradually stopped, and An Mo's wet face looked up. What he saw was Yunlongfeifeng's embroidered purple robe and the face that was almost the same as Ye Lingyin. His heart ache slightly, but he couldn't bear to look away.

At the moment of handing over, An Mo's life is also destined to walk with the girl in front of him, and in the next few decades, he will witness the prosperity of the emperor created by the girl himself.

On the way back, the light rain gradually subsided. When the bell rang for the last time, a faint ray of sunlight appeared on the horizon. Around the altar of the Ye family had gathered the senior officials of the seven families, and the high platform surrounded by thousands of people was empty. People's eyes are falling on the red carpet leading to the altar.

The disciples of the Ye family are the closest to the red carpet. I don't know what it is. Today's female disciples are dressed in extraordinarily splendid fashion. Wearing makeup, they almost stand out on high heels.

And each of them didn't appear to be religious, but instead looked like a good show.

Today was supposed to be the most dazzling day of the Patriarch, but these female disciples had seen Song Ye before. The pockmarked face and half of the red are still impressive. I am afraid that they don't look like the crown prince in the dragon robe. It looks good and can't be on the table.

With their outstanding appearance, the whole is ugly.

Everyone was gloating in their hearts, craned their necks and looked forward to the moment when the protagonist appeared on stage.

"Ah, it's coming out." I don't know who couldn't help but whispered. Everyone's heads swept over. At first sight, a dark purple skirt dangled into the line of sight. The gorgeous and complicated pattern fabric made women see I couldn't help but feel jealous.

It is a woman's nature to love beauty, but such a beautiful dress fell on an ugly body, it is simply horrible and outrageous.

The female disciples endured the sour emotions in their hearts, raised their eyes and swept up, wanting to see what the nearly disfigured face could look like in makeup.

A black hair was set high, and the pearl hairpin flew into the cloud temple. The elegant white neck stretched upwards, and it was a white to flawless face. Today's girl has light makeup, and the willow eyebrows are lifted lightly, and the outline is slightly sharp. The aura of li is tinged with the majesty of a superior person, the porcelain white Yuru's face is covered with crimson lips, the corners of the thin mouth reveal a sharp arc, and the deep pupils are invisible, as if gazing at the people, everyone Can't see into the eyes.

The long trailing skirt swayed on the red carpet. Wherever he went, there was a dark fragrance floating in the air, which was the smell of burning incense during the three-day fast.

"Ah, eldest lady." The girl student exclaimed at the first glance, and then remembered that the occasion was wrong, and immediately covered his mouth, just staring at the people passing by with a pair of eyes. Teenage girl.

An Mo, who hadn't shown up for a long time, was followed by a shaved beard. The boy was still as cold as before, accompanied by a half-step behind Song Ye, like a silent guardian.

Except for the response of the heads of the seven major families as usual, the crowds onlookers were all surprised and inexplicably surprised.

From looking at each other, they both saw each other's confusion.

Isn't Ye Lingyin dead already? He was still buried in Ye Jiazu's grave, why is there another Ye Lingyin now?

No, the name of the new Patriarch is Song Ye.

When everyone was caught in a cloud of mist, the girl slowly walked onto the altar, and when she was about to step up the stone steps, she turned her head to look at the crescent moon at the head of the inner room disciples, with a slight smile on her lips.

The latter looked at her in a daze, and then at the young man behind her, his eyes were dull and unclear, with a complex color.

As a bystander, she witnessed the whole process of the exposure of a terrifying conspiracy that day. She saw Ye Lingyin go crazy, tears streaming down her face, and finally begging for death. The hatred that had been hidden in her heart for many years also disappeared.

No one can tell who is to blame for all this.

Today, Song Ye's superior, she is not prepared, especially Song Ye who is so dressed up, reminds her of the dead crazy Ye Lingyin, and also of Ye Meijing.

Hopefully, that chair won't let Song Ye lose his mind as well.

The long skirt stretched over the stone steps and slowly climbed to the heights until he was standing in front of the altar. Song Ye turned to face the seven families underneath. His eyes were arrogant and aloof, and his calm momentum shocked the spot, "Today, I Song Yedeng The head of the upper Ye family, from now on, the Ye family's line will be under my control. He listens to my schedule, and uses Tiger Talisman as a testimony to protect the Ye family's prosperity for a hundred years. From today onwards, my orders are the rules. Those who do not obey instructions, kill Those who do not obey the deployment, kill. Those who betray the Ye family, kill."Those who do not obey instructions, kill. Those who do not obey the deployment, kill. Those who betray the Ye family, kill.