As Bai Yan emerged from the awards ceremony, a sense of relief washed over her; she had sensed something.

[Host vital signs detected. System energy insufficient. System is restarting. System energy insufficient. System is restarting...]

Eventually, the electronic sound disappeared.

Bai Yan raised her head and saw that the consciousness belonging to the system, which was hidden in the sky and invisible to the people of this world, had dissipated.

"Xiao Yan, what are you looking at?" An asked from the side.

"Look at our beautiful sky." Bai Yan smelled the scent of freedom in the air and suddenly became interested: "Aoli, let's go on a destination wedding, okay?"

An always agreed to whatever she said, so she immediately nodded and started looking up a strategy guide.

The following month, after finishing their work, the two began planning about the world around them...

Shen Lian's death did not spark widespread discussion, but Bo Yaodong managed to obtain Bai Yan's contact information the day after Shen Lian's death.

His voice choked with emotion: "I...I had a dream. I dreamt that you and I were together, and we loved each other very much." His success in the dream was the complete opposite of his current near bankruptcy.

Bai Yan hung up the phone and blocked the number.

"Xiao Yan? Who is that?" An asked as she was packing their suitcases.

"You're crazy," Bai Yan said, then stepped forward and hugged An's arm. "Are you done? When are we leaving?"

"Right now."

...

In this life, the two passed away hand in hand. At the bedside, Bai Yan asked, "Will you come to find me in the next life?"

An took her palm in his and kissed the back of her hand, which was already covered in wrinkles: "Yes."

Bai Yan smiled. Although she didn't know his true identity, knowing that the two of them would meet again was enough.

Bai Yan closed her eyes contentedly, and An quickly followed suit.

...

"Cough cough..." A gust of cool wind rushed into the room, and Bai Yan coughed uncontrollably. When she opened her eyes, she found that the scene in front of her was blocked by a bright red veil.

Bai Yan immediately lifted her veil, only to find that the dragon and phoenix candles in the room were burning, with candle wax slowly dripping from the candlesticks.

Red ribbons and colorful decorations were everywhere, and bright red "double happiness" characters were pasted all over the place; this was a wedding room.

In the very center of the room, where the nuptial wine was placed, sat a handsome man in red. He was pouring himself wine with a sorrowful expression, looking more like he was handling a funeral than getting married.

Seeing that the man was ignoring her, Bai Yan closed her eyes and slowly sorted through the background of this world and the original owner's memories.

The original owner was the sixteenth daughter of Bai Qing, the emperor of the Southern Dynasty. Her birth mother was a war trophy that Bai Qing had taken in during his conquest of Nan Yue. Because of her beauty, she was chosen by Bai Qing and brought to the palace to become a beautiful woman.

Li Meiren's appearance had a touch of exoticism, and she did indeed captivate Bai Qing for a time when she first entered the palace. However, the emperor's love is always short-lived, and Li Meiren soon fell out of favor. She was a foreigner and did not understand the customs of the Southern Dynasty.

After being framed several times, an impatient Bai Qing simply banished her to the cold palace.

The original owner was a princess born to Consort Li in the cold palace.

Later, in order to appease the already subjugated Southern Yue, Bai Qing took advantage of the opportunity when Consort Li gave birth to a child to bring her out of the cold palace and also gave her the title of Consort Li.

Living in the palace is not just about rank; it's about more than just social status.

In the following years, the Southern Dynasty destroyed Nanyue, and Consort Li, who had previously been a concubine to appease Nanyue, became particularly obstructive. Having endured hardship in the Cold Palace, Consort Li was aware of her awkward position and always kept a low profile in the palace with her daughter.

The original owner was fifteen years old this year, which was the age for marriage in the Southern Dynasty. Consort Li went to the Empress to ask for a marriage for her daughter. A few days later, the Empress's decree came down, and the original owner's husband's family was set in Chang'an Jin family.

When Consort Li learned of this news, she was shocked. Families like the Jin family, which were quite noble and scholarly, generally did not look up to her foreign origins. She had envisioned her daughter marrying the son of a fourth or fifth-rank official. After marriage, she would at least have the support of the Imperial Household Department and the status of a princess, which would be better than her living in the palace with her.

Unexpectedly, her in-laws turned out to be the prestigious Jin family, and her daughter's husband became Jin Chang'an, the most famous scholar in the capital.

"Bai Yan... Sixteen, the Sixteenth Princess..." Jin Chang'an, who was drunk at the table, suddenly turned his head.

His gaze fell on Bai Yan's head. He seemed surprised that she had already lifted her veil, and he hadn't expected that such a beautiful face would be hidden under the veil. His eyes were slightly amazed.

But he quickly thought of the person in his heart, and Jin Chang'an frowned. He casually raised his hand and bowed to Bai Yan: "If the princess marries me hoping for a harmonious marriage, then the princess will probably be disappointed."

“I do not wish to marry you. I already have someone I love in my heart. Although she cannot be my wife, I have already decided on her for life.”

As he spoke, he took out a pair of brand-new boots from his bosom, gazing at them with a tender and dreamy look in his eyes, gently stroking the boots with his hands, as if he were looking at his lover.

"I will only ever love her in my life; no other woman can catch my eye."

Bai Yan: ……

Jin Chang'an, the number one scholar? She didn't see the scholar as a scholar; he was definitely quite absurd.

Jin Changye held the boots and caressed them repeatedly, while Bai Yan looked at the wedding tents that were messed up by the wind and the flickering candlelight, and realized why she had been coughing. All the doors and windows were wide open.

A cold wind howled in, causing the red silk and Jin Chang'an's formal attire to billow, making it look less like a wedding and more like a haunted house.

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