The pain traveled from his palms to his central nervous system. His mind was suddenly clear from the pain, but the scene in front of him did not change at all.
In fact, his eyes seemed to turn cold for a moment because of the pain, which scared the eunuch in front of him.
… He seemed to have become an ancient person for some reason.
That person must be a noble from the last years of the Jing Dynasty. As for the rest … he did not know anything.
Oh, he also knew one more thing.
That person was taking in a concubine today. But because he had become him, he was also the one taking in a concubine.
This was all the information he received. And the eunuch in front of him was still bowing, waiting for him to enter the bridal chamber.
Jiang Suizhou's head was about to explode.
… What the hell was going on!
His heart was in a mess, but he did not show it on his face.
The eunuch seemed to be a little anxious. The smile on his face was somewhat bitter. He lowered his voice, and his tone became earnest and comforting.
"Master, this servant knows you are not willing, but it is the Emperor's decree after all …" He advised. "Even if you are not happy, you can just go through the motions! That person … I heard that his martial arts were already crippled. Now that he is a cripple, he is very safe. You don't have to worry. "
… Crippled someone's martial arts and made him a cripple?
Jiang Suizhou's expression was a little strange.
It was actually a show of forceful seizing.
He only knew that the last years of the Jing Dynasty were corrupt and the Emperor was muddle-headed. Especially Emperor Jing You, who was famous for being absurd and muddle-headed. The history books recorded that he was obsessed with beauties, treated politics as child's play, and especially favored his relatives, allowing his uncle Pang Shao to cause trouble.
The Jing Dynasty did not have many children. In Emperor Jing You's generation, most of the princes of the same generation died young. Only Prince Jing was left, and he was a sickly person who died young.
Because of this, the Jing Dynasty fled to the south for a few years before it was destroyed by the rising Liang Dynasty.
Now it seemed that … he was also a part of this chaotic and dissolute court.
Jiang Suizhou's mouth was bitter.
What kind of evil thing did he do that made him inexplicably turn from a comfortable social animal into a nobleman of a fallen dynasty?
Was it because he was a little harsh with the students just now?
How was that possible?
At this moment, a call came from outside.
"Qianshan Eunuch, the bridal sedan chair has been carried into Yin Cui Pavilion!" The maid said.
The eunuch gritted his teeth and said loudly, "What are you rushing me for?!"
The maid hurriedly shut her mouth.
The eunuch turned his head and looked earnestly at Jiang Suizhou, his eyes full of pleading.
Jiang Suizhou knew that in his current situation, he would have to face the bridal chamber. Whether he stretched his head or retracted his head, he would be stabbed.However, since the girl that he had married was not of her own free will and was even handicapped, then he could easily fool the bridal chamber today.
As for the rest …
Let's wait for him to get through today's trial, then slowly figure out my identity and situation before making any plans.
He grunted and stood up.
The eunuch's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly reached out to help him.
Jiang Suzhou was not used to being served like this, but he did not know if it was an illusion, but when he stood up, he felt weak and tired, and his head was a little dizzy.
He could only let the eunuch support him.
Walking down the platform, there was a full-length western mirror next to him. Jiang Suizhou glanced sideways and saw himself through the mirror.
… … He actually looked exactly like himself, but he looked two or three years younger, no more than twenty-four or twenty-five years old.
Previously, his students had praised him for his good looks, and said that he was as good-looking as a villain.Jiang Suizhou did not admit it at first, but now, looking at the person in the mirror, Jiang Suizhou also felt that … …
He really did not look like a good person.
He was originally beautiful to the point of being cold, and appeared to be extremely heartless. Under his wide sleeves and long hair, he appeared even more exquisite and aloof. Especially those eyes, the pupils were a little high, and a faint glance could make people's hearts turn cold.
Jiang Suizhou withdrew his gaze. In his peripheral vision, he saw a dot of vermillion on his left upper eyelid, near the end of his eye.
This mole was originally not there.
However, without waiting for him to take a closer look, the eunuch helped him walk past the mirror and out the door.
Someone was waiting outside with a thin cloak in his hands. Seeing that Jiang Suizhou was approaching, the person skillfully wrapped the cloak around him.
Jiang Suizhou was puzzled and frowned.
He was already wearing thicker clothes than the people around him, so why was another layer wrapped around him?
The eunuch next to him was keenly aware of his expression and hurriedly said, "The wind is strong at night. Your Highness can't stand it. It's better to wear another layer."
… … Your Highness?
Without waiting for Jiang Suizhou to regain his senses, he was already taken down the steps and onto the carriage parked in front of the room.
As soon as he stepped out of the room, he felt that the wind was supposed to be warm, but it felt cold when it blew on his body. This was different from being sick. It was more like a congenital deficiency with a weak immune system.
Combined with the way the eunuch called out "Your Highness," Jiang Suizhou felt that something was wrong.
At the end of the Jing Dynasty, there was only one person who could be called "Your Highness," a sickly person.
It was His Highness Prince Jing, whose name was erased from the history books. It was said that he was congenitally deficient and died early due to illness.
As the carriage was lifted, Jiang Suizhou felt a little dizzy.
According to the course of history, he had at most three to five years to live before he died of illness.
Even if he didn't die of illness, Beiliang would definitely not leave behind a remnant of the previous dynasty.
Jiang Suizhou's gaze was empty as he slowly leaned against the back of the chair.
Anyone who suddenly found out that they only had a few years left to live wouldn't be too happy.
After calming himself down, he turned his head and looked at the eunuch next to the carriage. He decided to confirm with the eunuch again.
What did he just hear someone call him?
"Qianshan," he called out.
Unexpectedly, the eunuch next to him raised his head in surprise and looked at him in a daze.
Jiang Suizhou's heart skipped a beat.
He knew that this reaction meant that he must have called the wrong person.
In ancient times, those who served the nobles were all clever and had sharp minds. He had made such a big mistake as soon as he arrived. He was afraid that …
However, before he could finish worrying, the eunuch's face revealed a flattered and bewildered expression.
"Your Highness, please give me your orders!" His eyes lit up and he looked like a dog wagging its tail. "You … you should just call me by my name, Meng Qianshan …"
Jiang Suizhou: "…"
Alright, he was worrying too much. This personal attendant of His Highness, Prince Jing, didn't seem to be very bright.
He looked away and said calmly, "How long has she been in Prince Jing's Estate?"
Meng Qianshan didn't hear the probing in his words and only thought that the prince was worried about missing the auspicious hour. He said, "Your Highness, don't worry. Madam Huo just arrived. If you rush over now, the timing will be just right. "
Jiang Suizhou saw that he didn't refute the words "Prince Jing's Estate" and was certain.
He had indeed become the short-lived ghost who didn't have much to say in the history books.
However …
He frowned.
Madam Huo?
This new concubine's surname was Huo?
Although he knew that the unofficial history was nonsense, he couldn't help but think of the content of that student's thesis.
Her legs were broken, she was married into Prince Jing's estate, and her surname was Huo …
Why did this new concubine look so similar to General Huo in history?
However, Jiang Suizhou immediately erased this thought.
What was he thinking? Even TV dramas didn't dare to do that. It was obvious that it was made up to be sensationalist and couldn't be true.
— —
Jiang Suizhou confirmed the guess in his heart and shut his mouth. However, Meng Qianshan, who was next to him, chattered nonstop the entire way.
Jiang Suizhou gradually realized that this subordinate of his, who wasn't very bright, must have been given the cold shoulder. Today, due to a freak combination of factors, she had treated him nicely, and he had started to play around.
It was good that he was a bit stupid.
Jiang Suizhou's originally heavy mood was somewhat relieved after listening to his long-winded chatter. He also understood the general situation of the Prince Jing's Estate by reading between the lines.
Since he was already here, he might as well take one step at a time. He sighed in his heart.
After traveling for about a quarter of an hour, the carriage stopped in front of a courtyard.
There were red lanterns hanging in front of the courtyard. Under the light of the lanterns, the ground was covered in firecrackers.
Through the courtyard door, he could faintly see a sedan parked in front of the main house. There were many servants waiting in front of the door. When they saw that Jiang Suizhou had arrived, they all knelt down to greet him.
Jiang Suizhou wasn't used to the feeling of having so many people greet him. He raised his hand and had them all rise.
A mama who looked like a wedding nanny came forward and smiled at Jiang Suizhou, "Your Highness, it's a joyous occasion. The madame is already waiting in the room and is only waiting for Your Highness to lift the veil. "
Jiang Suizhou made a sound of acknowledgment.
He knew the customs of the Jing Dynasty. The ceremony of taking a concubine was much simpler than taking a wife. A small sedan was carried into the estate through the side door. The husband went to lift the veil and drink a cup of nuptial wine. That was it.
He nodded and walked past the crowd towards the main house.
His steps were steady and slow, and his clothes fluttered as he walked. He looked cold and calm, and had the demeanor of a ruler.
However, only Jiang Suizhou knew how flustered he was at this moment.
After all, he had somehow transmigrated to the Jing Dynasty and became a sickly person who didn't have long to live. Now, he had to go to the bridal chamber and face the pitiful girl who had been forcibly married by Prince Jing.
That girl was pitiful, but he wasn't any better.
With that thought in mind, he walked up the stairs with seemingly steady but heavy steps and pushed open the door.
Inside, the red canopy was fluttering and the wedding candles were swaying. The maids on both sides were beaming with joy and saluted him to congratulate him.
Someone led him into the inner room.
In the midst of the charming scene, he saw the person sitting in the middle of the hall.
He was dressed in red and had a veil embroidered with a phoenix on his head. He was sitting upright in a wheelchair. His shoulders and back were straight, like a long spear that couldn't be broken.
Yes, it was a spear.
This person was tall and had broad shoulders. His long legs almost couldn't fit on the wheelchair. He was clearly a man!
A man, a crippled man who had married Prince Jing.
… The "Madam Huo" he married couldn't be Huo Wujiu, right?!
Jiang Suizhou stopped in his tracks.
His gaze fell on the man's hands on his knees.
The bones of his fingers were distinct and the meridians on the back of his hands bulged. Although he only quietly rested his hands on his knees, it looked as if he could break a person's neck at any time.
For some reason, Jiang Suizhou recalled a fragment from his student's thesis.
"… After Huo Wujiu, the Marquis of North Placating, was captured, the empress of Nanjing broke his meridians and crippled his legs in order to humiliate him. She then married him to Prince Jing, who was known as a homosexual. He endured humiliation in Prince Jing's estate for three years. After that, he tried to escape back to Beiliang to heal his legs.
After that, in order to take revenge, he personally cut off Prince Jing's head after destroying Nanjing and hung it on the city gate for three years.
This is also why the official history didn't mention Prince Jing at all. Even his name was erased. "
Jiang Suizhou's hands trembled slightly.
If it was Huo Wujiu … if it really was Huo Wujiu.
Then, three years later, the one who was beheaded by Huo Wujiu wouldn't be Prince Jing, but him, Jiang Suizhou.
He stared intently at the man in the wedding dress in front of him, trying to find any trace of evidence to prove that he wasn't a man.
But there was none.
Jiang Suizhou's mind was a little blank.
"Your Highness … Your Highness!"
Meng Qianshan, who was following behind, saw him stop in place with a cold expression. He didn't know what he was thinking and hurriedly reminded him in a low voice.
Jiang Suizhou turned his head.
Meng Qianshan stood beside him and carefully whispered, "It's time to lift the veil."
Yes, lift the veil.
Who could be sure that it was Huo Wujiu without seeing his face?
Jiang Suizhou walked forward. As he comforted himself in his heart, he forced himself to calmly reach out and lift the light veil.
The red candles flickered.
Amidst the charming red, he met a pair of dark, malicious, and cold eyes.