Yu Yiluo transmigrated into a book. Before she could even be happy about it, she discovered she had transmigrated as the little princess who was labeled a freak by the tyrant and sentenced to death...
After receiving the memory, Yang Xin still felt a little dizzy.
The moment before, she was in a world completely different from here, planning to end her life, but when she opened her eyes again, she came to this place.
Looking at the bright yellow standing in front of the prison door, Yang Xin almost cried with joy.
Is she finally back?
She had been in that world for a year, and no one around her liked the owner of her body, so she wanted to ease the relationship.
But when those people heard her speak, they said she was a green tea and didn't want to get close to her at all.
I don’t know if my father and mother are okay.
"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. Long live the emperor." Yang Xin pulled herself back to her thoughts and respectfully stepped forward to pay her respects.
[Look at this aura, it's definitely Yang Xin. After all, a time-traveling woman can't fake such a gentle and generous aura.]
The emperor raised his eyebrows slightly. If he had not been able to hear Luo'er's inner thoughts, he would never have believed that such a bizarre thing would happen.
Lord Qin next to him was stunned. The change was too fast, from a raving madman to a lady from a noble family.
Yang Xin was still waiting for the emperor to speak, but he suddenly felt dizzy and passed out.
Yu Yiluo was still wondering how the real Yang Xin came back, and after thinking for a moment she came to a conclusion.
Perhaps the time-traveling woman was tortured so much that she could not bear it, causing her soul to become too fragile, which gave the real Yang Xin the opportunity to come back and take control of her body.
But these were just her guesses and had no basis.
[Now the real Yang Xin is back, but the tyrant is unaware of such a bizarre incident. How can he ensure her safety?]
[The real Yang Xin is not only innocent, but if she had received the memories of the time-traveling girl, she might even be able to help.]
The book's description of the King of Yueqing is too simple. We only know that he is restless, and his power in Yueqing is not explained in detail.
But there is one thing that Yu Yiluo is very clear about, that is, the time-traveling girl has contacted the King of Yueqing.
[No, why did Yang Xin faint?]
emperor:"……"
The person was unconscious for quite a while before you noticed.
He cleared his throat and looked at Lord Qin beside him.
"Secretly send Yang Mei's body to Yang Wen. He is an honest official and a good ruler in Jiangzhou. So, reward her niece with an intact body!"
Lord Qin looked at Yang Xin, who was still breathing, and was stunned for a moment.
Then he realized the emperor's intention.
The emperor said she was a corpse, so let her be a corpse. Just do as you are told.
[Could it be that the Tyrant and Yang Wen made some kind of deal that I missed?]
…
When Lord Qin sent Yang Xin to the Yang Mansion, Yang Wen was taking care of the sick Madam Yang.
"Master, the Minister of Justice, Mr. Qin, has arrived."
The servant came in to report.
Because he had just arrived in the capital, Yang Wen was relatively frugal. There were only a few servants in his house who served him when he was in Jiangzhou, and he did not add any new ones.
"Master Qin?" Yang Wen was surprised. He put down the medicine bowl and stood up to go out to greet him.
Just as he walked out of the house, he heard the servant continue, "Master Qin went to the main hall."
Yang Wen was afraid that he would have to wait for a long time, so he hurried to the main hall.
"This humble official greets Lord Qin."
After Yang Wen entered the room and greeted everyone, he waved away the servants.
"Lord Yang is here, please sit down."
After Yang Wen sat down, Lord Qin saw that he looked tense and couldn't help but smile, "Lord Yang, don't be nervous. I'm here to give you a gift on the orders of the Emperor."
Give a gift?
Yang Wen was confused.
At this time, a maid came in and said, "Master, the young lady is back."
After hearing this, Yang Wen became even more confused.
Isn’t my daughter imprisoned in the secret prison of the Ministry of Justice?
Could it be... He suddenly turned his head to look at Lord Qin.
Lord Qin nodded and answered his doubts.
Yang Wen was no fool. He knew what Lord Qin was up to and responded quickly: "Xin'er is finally here. Let her in."
"The young lady must be tired from the long journey. I have already sent her back to her room to rest."
After the maidservant left, Lord Qin relayed the emperor's instructions to Yang Wen verbatim.
"Your Majesty's great kindness will never be forgotten."
…
After seeing Lord Qin off, Yang Wen couldn't wait to see his daughter.
When Yang Xin entered the room, she just woke up and saw that he looked excited.
Yang Wen's hanging hand trembled. Xin'er had returned.
"You guys go down, the young lady and I have something to talk about."
The maids went out and closed the door, and Yang Xin burst into tears.
"Dad, I thought I would never see you again," she wiped her tears, "Where's Mom? Why can't I see her?"
Yang Wen patted her hands and said, "I'm glad you're back. Your mother fell ill because she was too worried about you."
"I want to go see Mom," Yang Xin threw off the quilt and got out of bed, "I am an unfilial daughter and have made Dad and Mom worry."
Unable to persuade his daughter, Yang Wen did not stop her and took her to the main courtyard.
After drinking the medicine, Mrs. Yang was about to lie down to rest, but when she saw the two people coming in, she thought she had seen things.
She rubbed her eyes and asked, "Is it Xin'er who came to pick up her mother?"
Yang Xin stepped forward, held her hand, and burst into tears, saying, "Mom, your daughter is back. I will take care of you from now on. You must get better soon."
When the mother and daughter had almost finished talking, Yang Wen stepped forward to interrupt them and told them what Lord Qin had said.
"Your Majesty is so kind," Madam Yang sighed, "It's just a pity that Xin'er's marriage is so good. I heard that Master Mu has already married."
Yang Wen coughed lightly, reminding his wife not to poke his daughter's sore spot.
Yang Xin paused, then smiled and said casually, "Dad and Mom, don't worry about me. Maybe he and I are not meant to be together."
Yang Mei broke off the marriage in her name. She couldn't go to the Mu family and say that someone else had manipulated her body to break off the marriage.
Such a ridiculous thing, except for her parents, everyone else would probably just think she was talking nonsense.
Being able to return to her parents is the best gift for her. As for her relationship with Brother Mu, let's put it behind us!
"Oh right," Yang Xin said, recalling the memory he had received, with a worried look on his face, "Prince Yueqing seems to be plotting a rebellion. Daddy should find a chance to remind the Emperor."
In the memory she received, Yang Mei wrote a letter to King Yueqing as soon as she came to this world.
The content of the letter was probably an invitation to the Prince of Yueqing to conspire for something big.
"Is this true?" Yang Wen looked solemn.
As the youngest son of the late emperor, Prince Yueqing volunteered to go to Yueqing when the other princes' rebellion failed.
The late emperor doted on him and naturally didn't want him to suffer somewhere else, but he insisted on having his own way, so the late emperor had no choice but to let him go.
This year happens to be the day he returns to Beijing.
"Really." Yang Xin nodded. "But my daughter heard that he is very popular. I'm afraid even the ministers won't believe it."
now.
The Prince of Yueqing mentioned by the two was on his way to the Imperial Study for an audience.
"Your humble servant pays homage to His Majesty."
[Oh, this is the Prince of Yueqing. His appearance is quite deceptive. No wonder the tyrant has no doubts about him and thinks he is a good brother who shares his brother's worries.]
[But it's understandable. After all, he and the tyrant are the only sons left of the late emperor. The tyrant longs for family affection, so it's inevitable that he will be more sincere to his younger brother.]