The night sky is like washing, the cool moonlight floats in the courtyard, the breeze blows, and the shadows of the trees dance. Yang Tian just sat quietly in the inner courtyard, looking up at the starry sky. If everyone has a star in the sky, then which one is his own natal star?

In my previous life, I was afraid of the astrology and fate, but now I have become half-believing and half-doubted. The lifespan of a star is at least 100 million. How can a person's short lifespan be corresponding? It's just that what happened to me in two lives? Who can explain it clearly?

Tomorrow is the day for me to get married. I only had a short relationship in my previous life. I only had one week to count it seriously, but now I have to become someone else's husband.

"Luo Qian, are you okay?" Yang Tian gently called the name of his former lover: "Are you under another starry sky, or will you really not be able to have you in more than a thousand years? From tomorrow, I will be someone else's husband, and I will no longer be alone, and will you marry?"

All night, Yang Tian didn't sleep all night, just looking up at the starry sky. All kinds of memories of his previous life were staged in front of him like a movie. Parents, lovers, and friends, now all this is gone.

Pu Liuruyong? Yang Yong? I am now the eldest son of the Prime Minister’s Mansion of Suiguo. From tomorrow, I will no longer be Yang Tian. Let me become the real Prince Yang Yong of the Sui Dynasty. What should be come will always come.

When he first received a letter from Yang Jian that was expedited by 600 miles, Yang Tian was ambitious and thought he could participate in the historical changes of the Sui Dynasty and Zhou Dynasty. After returning to the capital, he realized that he had no influence except these 2,000 troops. Even the tens of thousands of state and county soldiers who were transferred to Chang'an had nothing to do with him now.

Although Yang Jian loved his eldest son very much and allowed him to listen to his affairs when he discussed affairs with his ministers, Yuer could also interject a sentence or two, but that was all. He could not affect his father's decisions at all. Yang Tian could only be a bystander in everything that happened in the Great Zhou these days.

This feeling is definitely not good. Yang Tian is confident that Zhou in the Sui Dynasty was a foregone conclusion and he was not afraid of history changing at all. However, what made Yang Tian uneasy was that he was an insignificant figure among them. The inertia of history was so huge. Will he still have the fate of being deposed one day?

The sky gradually brightens, and a new day is about to begin. "From today, I will be the real Yang Yong, and I will never let my destiny repeat the same mistakes." Yang Tian, ​​no, Yang Yong murmured now.

Zheng Xiong saw the general sitting in the yard all night, with dew on his body vaguely heard the last few words in the general's mouth, and he became confused: "Are the general talking nonsense, what is the same mistake, and what is the real Yang Yong?"

"General, you haven't slept all night?"

Yang Yong, who had just made up his mind to cut off his past and changed his name to him, was shocked (from below, Yang Tian's name was changed to Yang Yong) quickly got up and saw that it was Zheng Xiong, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "What did I say just now?"

Zheng Xiong shook his head: "General, are you talking to the sky just now? Your voice is too small and you can't hear it clearly."

"Forget it if you don't hear it clearly, it doesn't matter if you hear anything. You are my personal captain, the person I am closest to. Is my safety on you? Are you still afraid of listening to a few words?" Yang Yong's expression was extremely sincere.

Although the general was only half his age, Zheng Xiong always had a feeling that the general was older than him. Zheng Xiong knew that those people in the personal soldiers should have more secrets from the general. There were many people above him in their martial arts alone, and his cultural knowledge was far from reaching him. The more people were more suitable to be the captain of the personal soldiers than him. The general promoted him as the captain of the personal soldiers without hesitation and always trusted him. Now everything he had is given to him by the general. In a short time, Zheng Xiong was completely moved.

Seeing that there were tears in Zheng Xiong's eyes, Yang Tian patted his shoulder: "You have never been home since you returned to Beijing. After today, I will take your vacation and go home to see your parents. You are now my personal captain, equivalent to the deputy head of the army and a ninth-rank official position. Returning home is considered a return home, making your parents happy."

"Thank you, General." Zheng Xiong's parents were both farmers. Peasants like him had no background. The fame and fortune in the army were fought with one sword and one shot. He was already a great team leader. He became the captain of the general of the Zhu Kingdom. Although he was only equivalent to the deputy general, the general Yitong of the army could only be on an equal footing with him. The general of the Zhu Kingdom was also the legitimate son of the prime minister. I am afraid that even the fifth and sixth rank officials in the court would not dare to be rude to him. When he returned home, the seventh rank county magistrate could only flatter him, which would undoubtedly add glory to his parents.

"Have you got up?" A female voice rang out in the outer courtyard.

"Wait for two girls, I'll inform you." A personal soldier replied quickly.

Yang Yong heard the voice of A Xiang, the close maid in his mother's room, and hurriedly said, "Let them come in."

"Yes, General."

Shortly after the words of the personal soldiers fell, the footsteps of two lightly broken women rang in the outer courtyard, and then two pretty women appeared in the inner courtyard. They were two close-fitting girls in Dugu’s room, Alan and Axiang.

Both girls are over twenty years old, and they are the mature age of a woman. Axiang has married a guard of the Duke's Mansion, but Alan has not yet gotten married. The two women are already outstanding in appearance. Today is the happy day of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Both women have changed into new clothes. Axiang has already achieved the charm of a young woman, but Alan is really like an orchid in an empty valley, standing there gracefully.

Both of them were holding a bunch of bright clothes in their hands. Seeing the eldest son standing in the yard, A Xiang teased: "Today is the happy day for the young master, but the young master can't wait to get up so early."

Yang Yong smiled slightly, but did not explain: "What are the two sisters holding?"

Alan smiled and said, "Of course it's your groom's uniform."

If it were ordinary noble children, at Yang Yong's current age, there would be maids in the room, and there were a lot of maids. Maybe there were several maids in the room. However, Dugu was very strict with his son. When he was a child, he had a maid to serve him. The young master in the mansion was about ten years old, but the maid he served since childhood was transferred to avoid the young master and maid being ugly.

Before Yang Yong was injured, Dugu happened to have his former maids opened, so there were only a few servants and a few middle-aged servants in Yang Yong's room, responsible for some chores such as cleaning the courtyard, washing clothes and cooking. Now that the eldest son is about to get married, Dugu can only send his maids to serve.

Seeing Yang Yong in a daze, Axiang smiled and pushed: "Young Master, hurry up and enter the inner courtyard, maids change their clothes for you."

Although these two women are maids, their status in the mansion is no lower than that of the general manager and the guard leader. Because they often have to convey Dugu's instructions, they are also familiar with young masters such as Yang Yong, Yang Ying, and Yang Jun, and they do not have the same destiny as ordinary servants to their masters.

Yang Yong said "ah" and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, two sisters."

"Young Master, this is what we should do. After today, the bride will serve you in the future." A Xiang and Alan chuckled and pushed Yang Yong in.

As soon as they entered the room, Axiang and Alan began to take off their clothes for Yang Yong. If they were just wearing coats, they would have to take off their underwear and change them again. Yang Yong had already been an adult mind, and his current age and body had developed. Yang Yong couldn't bear it: "Two sisters, can you change your underwear?"

Alan blushed, but Axiang was very determined: "No!"

Yang Yong hurriedly said, "Then I'll change it myself."

A Xiang muttered, "You are the one we hold. You haven't seen anywhere on your body. We have changed your diapers, what are you afraid of?"

A Xiang and Alan are six or seven years older than him. Yang Yong knew that A Xiang was most likely saying it was true, but he thought to himself that although you were holding this body at that time, his mind changed one. He firmly refused: "I was a child when I was a child. Now I have grown up. The two sisters go out first, and I will change it soon."

Seeing that the eldest son refused to compromise, A Xiang was afraid of delaying time, so she had to leave the room with Alan. However, when she left the room, Axiang didn't know what to say in Alan's ear, which made Alan's already red ears turn red immediately.

Seeing the two of them go out, Yang Yong quickly closed the door, quickly took off his underwear, changed into Axiang, and the clothes brought by Alan and the two of them were immediately red from the inside to the outside. Yang Yong took a look in the mirror, which looked like a roasted lobster.

A Xiang urged outside, "Young Master, are you okay?"

"Okay, okay." Yang Yong quickly opened the door and let the two of them come in again. As soon as they entered the door, they looked up and down at Yang Yong. Seeing that Yang Yong had even put on his coat, he looked a little disappointed in his eyes. He then tidied up Yang Yong's clothes and tied up the ribbons, and ordered Yang Yong to sit down and start combing his hair for Yang Yong.

Alan and Axiang, whether intentionally or unintentionally, took advantage of combing their hair to touch and pinch Yang Yong's body. Yang Yong knew very well that he would inevitably lead troops to fight in the future. He has been practicing martial arts for several years. Although he was young, his whole body was full of muscles and a strong figure. Alan was fine, but he just pinched his shoulders, but Axiang was not scrupulous. He didn't even let go of Yang Yong's chest, and even deliberately used his own breasts to rub Yang Yong's back.

Faced with the teasing of such a mature woman, Yang Yong immediately reacted, and his lower body immediately bulged. However, A Xiang was combing his hair, but Yang Yong was not easy to remind him.

After working hard for a long time, the two finally got Yang Yong's hair done. A Xiang said with a tsk: "Young Master is so heroic today."

Yang Yong usually wears the kind of tight clothes, but the groom's clothes he put on now are completely Hanfu that has been circulated since the Wei and Jin Dynasties. Under the wide clothes, the clothes look fluttering, the ribbons on both sides, and the crown on his head, the heroic spirit may not be, but Yang Yong is more elegant.

This kind of clothes are undoubtedly much better than that tight clothing. No wonder Emperor Xuan did the first thing he did to the extreme was to restore the clothes from the Wei and Jin Dynasties. This was not only because the Hanfu emperors in the Wei and Jin Dynasties were unique, but also because they looked good. As for whether it was hindered from riding a horse and fighting, Emperor Xuan would not care.

Yang Yong breathed a sigh of relief, it was finally over, otherwise he would inevitably make a fool of himself today: "Two sisters, I'm already done, thank you." He signaled that the two girls could go out.

A Xiang laughed and said, "Young Master, don't rush to drive us away. There are still things left. Alan, take out the things."

Upon hearing this, Alan's face turned red and she was about to drip out of her water. She reached out to take out a book from her arms and handed it to Axiang: "Sister Axiang, you should give it to the young master."

"Alan, the young master is here. Can you please turn my hand again?" After saying that, he blinked narrowly.

Yang Yong did not react and snatched the book from Alan: "Isn't it just a book? Let me see what it is?"

When I opened it, I found that it was a sequel album. Alan was still an unmarried girl. No wonder she was so slutty. Although Yang Yong was still a virgin in his two lives, he was only a third-level film in his previous life. He had seen many pornographic films. This sequel album was just a pediatric for Yang Yong. In his spirit of learning, he flipped through a few pages, but he read it in a very meticulous way. This sequel album is exquisite in paper and lifelike characters. It is really a rare masterpiece. If it was passed down to later generations, the auction price would be enough to make a person lively and have no worries about food and clothing.

A Xiang Daqi, she deliberately teased Yang Yong just now, but was ordered by Dugu to check whether her son was able to have sex. The results of the examination naturally satisfied A Xiang. It was just that the young master was uneasy about his teasing, but he couldn't let go of the picture of the erotic palace just now.

"Alan, please explain it to the young master." A Xiang and Alan naturally read this album. Originally, A Xiang was married, so she was responsible for explaining it to Yang Yong, but Axiang deliberately teased Alan. Alan was already ashamed. After hearing what Axiang said, she no longer had the courage to stay in the room and was about to snatch the door.

But as soon as Alan moved, Axiang hugged her and whispered: "Silly girl, this is an opportunity, you don't seize it yet."
Chapter completed!