Chen Jiao and Zhou Qian's second half of their lives were ups and downs.

When Emperor Huiyuan was alive, the five princes in front of Zhou Qian secretly made friends with ministers and planned the throne. Emperor Huiyuan died of illness. The second prince, King Shun, led the rebellion. The prince led the army to suppress it, and the dark clouds above the capital were shrouded. At the critical moment, Zhou Qian led a thousand royal family soldiers to help the prince. In the end, King Shun and others were imprisoned, and the prince successfully ascended the throne.

During this period, although the seventh prince did not participate in the usurpation of the throne, his mother, Concubine Xian, had evil intentions and committed suicide in Zhaoning Palace.

The dust settled, Zhou Qian was a hero, and the emperor who ascended the throne valued him, but there was also a hidden danger in this value.

Zhou Qian was cautious step by step and strictly educated his three sons with Chen Jiao. For twenty years, he did not give the emperor any chance to deal with him. Twenty years later, the emperor passed away, and the emperor's sons fought for the throne again. At this time, Zhou Qian, the uncle of the emperor, sent troops to suppress the rebellion again, and then elected the emperor's nephew who was only five years old, to ascend the prime minister.

Zhou Qian, who was in his early forties, became the Regent in one fell swoop.

As Zhou Qian's pillow, Chen Jiao naturally knew his ambitions, but she was born in the royal family, either you die or I live. Chen Jiao didn't think Zhou Qian's ambition was wrong. He was planning major events outside, and Chen Jiao stayed in the royal palace to raise his children. The ministers and the people all guessed that Zhou Qian would be the emperor sooner or later, but Zhou Qian did not. This old thief secretly used any means, which led to the emperor's adulthood without a single descendant, and had to choose the most famous cousin from the emperor's uncle Zhou Qian and named him the crown prince.

At the end of the memory scene, the son was the emperor in the palace. Chen Jiao and the Supreme Emperor Zhou Qian were in the palace to live in the old age. With Chen Jiao, Zhou Qian had long no longer loved cats, but Chen Jiao raised many cats, each of which was chubby and shiny. The grandchildren liked to go to the emperor and grandmother to play with cats.

At the end of the picture, Chen Jiao still had a smile on her face.

The white light of memory disappeared, and the whole room became dark, and only the Bodhisattva and the lotus platform under him emitted a gentle and elegant light.

The Bodhisattva looked at Chen Jiao silently, as if waiting for her to calm down her mood fluctuations in these seven lifetimes.

Chen Jiao sat blankly like a man who woke up from his dream.

My thoughts gradually became clear. Chen Jiao slowly walked down from the bed and knelt piously in front of the Bodhisattva: "You said before that as long as I changed my life in the previous seven lives, I will be able to get rid of the burial of my life. Is this true?"

The Bodhisattva smiled and said, "Of course it is true."

Chen Jiao was puzzled: "The late emperor ordered the concubines without children to be buried with him. Is there any way for you to let the new emperor resist the order?"

The Bodhisattva still laughed: "I have my own arrangements, just wait with peace of mind."

Chen Jiao couldn't ask, although she was a little disappointed, but she believed that the Bodhisattva would not lie to her.

After a moment of silence, Chen Jiao continued to ask: "Actually, there is still something I don't understand. No matter in the previous seven lives or in this life, the trusted woman has never done a great good deed. Why do you feel pity for the trusted woman?"

The Bodhisattva's consistent smile finally became a little complicated. As if he had expected Chen Jiao to ask like this, the Bodhisattva raised his hand gently and another white light curtain appeared next to him. Chen Jiao couldn't help but look over, the picture began to become clear, and the Bodhisattva's voice sounded in her ears: "This is what happened before you changed your destiny."

who are they?

As soon as Chen Jiao was confused, a tall figure suddenly appeared in the picture. He saw that his skin was slightly dark and his expression was heavy. He was Chen Jiao's first life farmer husband, Han Yue!

When I saw Han Yue again, Chen Jiao felt like she was a different life, and her heart was touched by that person.

Han Yue in the picture looked about twenty-seven or eight years old. He was hunting in the mountains with a homemade bow and arrow. Suddenly, the grass around him shook, and a wolf exposed his head. Then several more wolf ran over and surrounded Han Yue. Han Yue's face changed drastically, he held the longbow tightly with one hand and raised the spear in his hand with the other.

The first wolf rushed towards Han Yue.

Chen Jiao closed her eyes tightly.

She didn't dare to look, only heard Han Yue's angrily shouts and the roars of wolves, only heard the sound of sticks waving and the sound of clothes being torn apart. She couldn't see it, but she could hear what was happening, tears surging, Chen Jiao trembled all over. When all the sounds disappeared, Chen Jiao opened her eyes in despair, and in the picture, there was blood in the ground...

Chen Jiao's heart was as if a knife was squeezing, and she was so uncomfortable that she could not breathe.

At this moment, Han Yue's figure suddenly appeared in the bloody field, his eyes were dull and without any expression. Then, a man in black appeared, and he handcuffed Han Yue's wrist with a chain. The picture changed and the two appeared in a place filled with countless people.

"This is the underworld, and Han Yue is about to be reincarnated." The Bodhisattva explained softly.

Chen Jiao stared at Han Yue in a daze.

He drank Mengpo soup, he reentered the cycle of reincarnation, and he was born in a Yangzhou hawker house. The young man in the picture held his newborn son and named him with a smile, Yu Fugui.

Chen Jiao covered her mouth in disbelief.

Xiao Yu grew up and changed his name to Yu Jingyao. The picture was fast, and it was not until Yu Jingyao married the fiancee of the magistrate's family. Because the magistrate was investigated for corruption and abuse of power, Yu Jingyao and the magistrate did a lot of bad things together. When the magistrate fell, the Yu family was also implicated. Yu Jingyao spent all his family's wealth to save his family's life. After that, Yu Jingyao worked hard to raise money and went to sea to do business, but the ship he was riding encountered a sea storm.

Chen Jiao watched Yu Jingyao fall into the surging sea water, but could not do anything.

Her second husband, Yu Jingyao, was also dead.

The ghost messenger appeared again, Yu Jingyao's soul was taken away, and then, as Chen Jiao guessed, reincarnated as a lion dancer.

Ho Ying's death was related to Chen Jiao's original body. He was first killed by his original body, and later he was beaten to death by his previous enemy.

Chen Jiao lowered her head, and tears wet her clothes.

Ho Ying died and was reincarnated as Chen Jiao's fourth husband, Lu Yu.

Lu Yu died on the battlefield and shot through the armor with an arrow. Chen Jiao knew the way to die, but when he saw the sharp arrow hit Lu Yu with his own eyes, the young and arrogant prince fell off his horse, and was shot several times by the enemy soldiers around him, Chen Jiao was still heartbroken and couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

Behind Lu Yu is Li Mu.

Seeing Li Mu being named Grand Marshal, Chen Jiao didn't understand. How could Li Mu die so scheming?

But Li Mu did die, died of a plague.

The epidemic was rampant, and Li Mu volunteered to comfort the people. While studying medicines with the imperial physician, Li Mu unfortunately got sick. The former gentle Taiwei, who was once as gentle as jade, was soon dying and thin as a slim bone. Finally, he was swept by the flames, and even the entire body was not left behind.

Chen Jiao cried for too long and had no tears to shed. She seemed to smell the smoke from the fire, and seemed to feel the wind blowing away the smoke and dust. Why, why are they all dead?

No one answered her, Li Mu was reincarnated and became Chen Jiao's sixth husband, Wang Shen.

The Minister of Justice in the picture is upright and majestic. As soon as he showed up, Chen Jiao's heart hurts so much. He has nothing to criticize for a good official like Wang Shen, both in public and private matters. How could he not have a good end?

Wang Shen did not die suddenly. He died alone. He lived a poor life and was gray-haired when he died. He had no wife or children. Only Chen Jiao's original brother led his children to bury him.

Compared with the five people in front, Wang Shen died peacefully, but Chen Jiao was just uncomfortable. Why was he so stupid?

After Wang Shen died, he was reincarnated as the sixth prince Zhou Qian.

Chen Jiao had just ended her seventh life with Zhou Qian, and her memory was the most vivid, but Zhou Qian, who had no company, was cruel and suspicious, and Zhou Qian, who was not Chen Jiao, had greater ambitions and even planned to seize the throne. In the end, he, like King Shun and others, died in the midst of arrows. The only relief was that before he died, he washed the Zhaoning Palace of Concubine Xian with his own hands.

In the light curtain, Zhou Qian fell in a pool of blood.

Seeing seven men she loved die one after another, Chen Jiao felt as if she was in a state of destruction.

If they were all well, she could treat these seven lives as seven dreams, but she changed her life. Will their new life continue to be miserable or...

"Bodhisattva..." Chen Jiao looked at the Bodhisattva begging.

Before she could finish speaking, the Bodhisattva signaled her to continue looking at the light curtain.

Chen Jiao looked over with red eyes.

Zhou Qian was also taken to Naihe Bridge by the ghost messenger. After drinking Mengpo soup, Zhou Qian was reborn. This time, he was born in the palace again.

Chen Jiao widened her eyes. Because the emperor was holding the boy doll and laughing, Chen Jiao actually felt very familiar. After looking carefully, Chen Jiao exclaimed in surprise: "Emperor Yongjia?"

Emperor Yongjia is the lustful old emperor who likes Chen Jiao, and the old emperor who died before he has time to favor Chen Jiao!

In this case, wouldn’t this little prince, who was reincarnated by her seven husbands, be a prince in the capital at this time?

Before the thought was over, the identity of the little prince had been revealed. He was the prince produced by the queen, that is, the new emperor Zhao Rong!

The scene suddenly freezes the scene where Zhao Rong was wearing a white mourning clothes and was kneeling down in front of the coffin of the late emperor.

Chen Jiao stared at Zhao Yan opposite him in a daze.

Chen Jiao has met this prince several times from afar, but is not familiar with it. She only knows that after Queen Yuan died of illness, the old emperor brought waves of newcomers. Those women gave birth to princes one after another. Although the prince who lost his biological mother had a noble status, he was increasingly reluctant to be favored by the old emperor. The old emperor wanted to depose the prince several times, but was dissuaded by the ministers. The prince Zhao Rong lived in the East Palace and rarely showed up, and seemed to be unwilling to the turbulent turbulence outside.

But in the end, the prince was the one who ascended the throne.

The crown prince, the new emperor, Zhao Wang, her husband of the seven generations before her.

Chen Jiao's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she looked at the Bodhisattva expectantly: "You said that I would be rich and powerful in this life. Will I marry the new emperor?"

The Bodhisattva smiled mysteriously: "If you return to the Duke's Mansion to be a noble girl, you will be rich and powerful."

Chen Jiao bit her lip, it would be fine if she didn't know Zhao Yan's identity. Since she knew about her, of course she wanted to marry him.

But Chen Jiao couldn't speak for this kind of thought. After thinking about it, she asked strangely: "Why did I meet him in my first seven lives?"

The Bodhisattva explained: "Zhao Jing is the fate of the lonely star in the Tiansha. If he is a mortal, this fate will only affect himself. Once he becomes the emperor, he will definitely cause harm to the people. I, Buddha, am merciful and cannot bear to the people's disaster, so I have to find a way to change Zhao Jing's fate in the previous seven lives. Coincidentally, you are the only person in the seven lives who have a fate with Zhao Jing for generations, and the fate is similar. Therefore, I chose you."

Chen Jiao frowned: "Then why didn't you go directly to him? He thought he was willing to change his life."

The Bodhisattva smiled bitterly: "He is the emperor, I cannot send him back, and he may not be willing to go back."

How could he be like the fourteen-year-old girl in front of him who is dedicated to survival and respect her very much?

Not everyone in this world takes Bodhisattva seriously.

Bodhisattvas also have helplessness.

Chen Jiao's heart moved slightly and guessed: "Now my life has changed, does it mean that his life has also changed?"

The main purpose of the Bodhisattva sending her back was to help Zhao Yan help the people, and Chen Jiao was just benefiting from Zhao Yan's glory.

The Bodhisattva nodded with a smile.

Chen Jiao breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't have to be buried with her, and Zhao Yan didn't have to die tragically anymore. That would be great.

"Then, will he know the seventh generation I married him?" Chen Jiao asked with a hint of luck.

The Bodhisattva shook his head and looked compassionate: "The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed."

Chen Jiao's shoulders drooped.

The Bodhisattva smiled silently. Before leaving, she sent a secret message to the little girl kneeling on the ground: "If you can marry him again in this life, he may be able to remember it."

Well, the Bodhisattva occasionally talks about human feelings.
Chapter completed!