Chapter 83 I still owe you a perfect wedding night
"Everyone, please see, this is the tomb of Mo Jiuye, a famous general in history."
The tour guide waved the small flag in his hand and led the tourists towards the entrance of the underground palace.
For some reason, He Zhiran felt a sense of solemnity when he came here.
As a special military doctor, she does not chase stars, but only worships heroes.
The owner of this tomb, Mo Jiuye, is one of the heroes she admires.
Mo Jiuye was the most powerful general in the Dashun Dynasty. He led his army to beat the crap out of foreign enemies many times.
However, such a hero was jealous of the emperor at that time because of his great achievements, and ended up being dismissed from office and exiled.
He Zhiran listened to the tour guide's boastful introduction and kept sighing in his heart.
It can only be said that this hero was born at the wrong time. If Mo Jiuye could live a few more years and wait until the new emperor ascends the throne, he would definitely be rehabilitated. Unfortunately, fate made him die on the road to exile...
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Just when He Zhiran was immersed in his own thoughts, he suddenly felt a violent shaking under his feet.
Someone shouted: "Run quickly, there's an earthquake."
With He Zhiran's skills, she could escape this natural disaster smoothly. However, she stayed here forever in order to save others.
Before his consciousness disappeared, the corners of He Zhiran's lips slightly raised: "That's good, you can sleep here forever with the heroes."
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Dashun Dynasty.
The Duke Protector's Mansion is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the music and drums are loud!
"Worship heaven and earth!"
Following a long-pitched shout, He Zhiran felt like a puppet being supported to salute.
"Two thanks to Gaotang!"
"Couple greetings!"
"Sent to the bridal chamber..."
He Zhiran's head was still a little dizzy, but it did not delay her memory of accepting this body.
Ignoring the noisy congratulations and Xi Po's endless auspicious words, He Zhiran's consciousness was completely stuck in his own thoughts at this moment.
After sorting out these memories, she had to accept the fact that she had traveled through time.
And she also dressed up as the newlywed wife of the idol hero Mo Jiuye in my heart...
The original owner had the same name as her, also named He Zhiran. She was the eldest daughter of the He Yuanming family, the Minister of Household Affairs at that time. She had been engaged to Mo Jiuye since she was a child.
The Mo family has been loyal and loyal for generations, and all the men have sacrificed their lives for the country. Now only Mo Jiuye is left.
Five years ago, after Mo Jiuye's last brother died on the battlefield, he took command at the age of 16 and went into battle, and at the same time, he single-handedly supported the Protectorate Palace full of widows.
Now Mo Jiuye has returned in triumph, and with the help of the old lady of the Mo family, they chose an auspicious day to get married.
However, the original owner wanted to regret her marriage. She didn't want to be a widow all her life like the women in the Protector's Palace.
After all, every one of the men in the Mo family died in battle at a young age.
The original owner wanted to do everything possible for this, but she had a father who was upright and honest. No matter what, He Yuanming would not agree to regret the marriage.
In order to allow the original owner to successfully marry into the Duke Protector's Palace, He Yuanming and his wife Ling Xueyan had no choice but to give the original owner some drugs, thinking that after the raw rice was cooked, their daughter would have to accept her fate.
I don’t know if they didn’t control the dosage of the medicine properly, which caused the original owner to die in the sedan chair, and that’s when He Zhiran arrived.
However, what made He Zhiran a little confused was that in the history she knew, until Mo Jiuye was exiled, there was no mention of him having a wife.
Could it be that the original owner really died in the sedan chair and failed to pay homage to Mo Jiuye, so there was no record?
Just as she was thinking wildly, the noise outside the wedding room became louder and louder.
The dowry maid Qiaoyu gently touched her arm: "Miss, my uncle is here."
He Zhiran responded softly: "Yeah."
A group of people surrounded Mo Jiuye, who was wearing a bright red wedding dress, as she walked into the wedding room.
"My lord, take off your hijab! Don't miss the auspicious moment." Xipo smiled brightly and handed Mo Jiuye a weighing rod tied with a red cloth strip.
"Ninth brother, hurry up, everyone is waiting to see the ninth brother and sister!"
"Yes, yes, Ninth Brother, don't be embarrassed..."
Mo Jiuye took the scale beam and came to He Zhiran surrounded by several sisters-in-law.
He paused, and under the gaze of everyone, he gently raised the red hijab that blocked He Zhiran's sight.
He Zhiran instinctively looked at the person in front of him.
Visually, he is about 185 in height, with a tall and straight body and strong limbs.
The facial features are as clear as sculptures, and the angular face is extremely handsome, but it is somewhat similar to the portrait in the clothes.
His unsmiling face and sharp, penetrating gaze gave people a sense of oppression!
In He Zhiran's mind, her hero should look like this.
Just when she was a little dazed, Mo Jiuye spoke coldly.
"Have you seen enough?"
Only then did He Zhiran realize that he had just been a little distracted.
Facing those deep eyes, He Zhiran blurted out the words: "Well, I've seen enough, that's all."
It's not that she doesn't respect the great hero, but in front of so many people, this man doesn't give him any face, so there is no need for her to deliberately flatter him.
Seeing that the two people had just gotten married and there was a smell of gunpowder, the sixth sister-in-law Deng Xue quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.
"Ninth brother, ninth brother and sister, you are newlyweds, don't miss the auspicious time and go to bed early after drinking a glass of wine."
Third sister-in-law Feng Cuilian also stepped forward and said, "Yes, you should work harder and add more children to our Mo family."
Listening to the words of these sisters-in-law, even He Zhiran, who has a modern soul, can't help but blush.
She was single for 24 years in her previous life, and she only wanted to serve the motherland. She never thought that one day she would encounter such an embarrassing situation.
In order not to be seen blushing, she quickly lowered her head.
This move was misunderstood again.
Fourth sister-in-law Xiao Qing'er took He Zhiran's hand and said, "Nine brothers and sisters, don't be shy. It will be good to get to know these sisters-in-law in the future. They just like to joke."
He Zhiran tried to defend himself: "I'm not shy."
Just when the other sisters-in-law were about to say something, a follower's voice came from outside the door.
"My lord, your Majesty sent someone to deliver an oral message to you to enter the palace immediately."
Hearing this, He Zhiran's heart skipped a beat.
Seeing that Mo Jiuye had turned around and left, she grabbed the maid next to her and asked, "Qiaoyu, what year is it now?"
Qiaoyu was stunned for a moment and replied with a puzzled face: "Miss, have you even forgotten your wedding day? Today is the eighth day of July in the 19th year of Shunyuan!"
"Oops!"
Looking at Mo Jiuye's retreating back, He Zhiran's first reaction was that since she was here, she would do her best to keep her idol hero alive.
He Zhiran stood up quickly, ignoring the fact that he was still weak and the puzzled looks from his sisters-in-law, he picked up his skirt and chased after her.
If she remembered correctly, today Mo Jiuye was summoned to the palace late at night by the emperor. He was charged with breaking into the harem privately and was given a hundred beatings.
The next day, Mo Jiuye was accused of collaborating with the enemy and treason, and was sentenced to confiscation of his home by the Protector of the Country and exile.