The morning sun shone in, Xiao Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and subconsciously touched Xiaoyun beside him.
He was sleeping so soundly that he didn't even notice the dawn. As Xiao Yan was feeling around, he realized something was wrong. The person lying next to him was clearly "himself", and he had turned into Xiaoyun.
"Xiaoyun, wake up, are you okay? Do you feel uncomfortable?"
Ji Yunhuan yawned and slowly opened her eyes. What she saw was her "own" anxious face. She turned over impatiently and muttered, "Stop making noise. I have nothing to do today. Let's sleep a little longer."
How could Xiao Yan sleep? He couldn't understand why he changed his body after just a nap?
This is the third time, and he still finds it incredible. But why is Xiaoyun's reaction so calm?
He even suspected that this strange body swap was caused by Xiaoyun, but how did Xiaoyun do it?
Being stared at like that, Ji Yunhuan lost her sleepiness. She stood up, hooked her arms around Xiao Yan's neck, and kissed him on the face. The feeling of kissing "herself" was quite strange.
"What's wrong, Your Highness? It's not the first time, so what's there to be surprised about? We'll change back tomorrow."
Ji Yunhuan pulled Xiao Yan off the bed, walked around the room, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, feel for yourself, am I in good health? I can walk and jump, no problem at all. On the contrary, your Highness's body is seriously damaged, with dark circles under his eyes. You should rest well."
Xiao Yan did not feel any discomfort. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "You are indeed recovering well. You must be obedient and take medicine on time in the future. Only then will your health improve."
Ji Yunhuan was anxious. "Your Highness, what I mean is, I'm really fine. There's nothing wrong with me. You can rest assured. There's no need to keep an eye on me day and night."
Xiao Yan was surprised and said, "What are you talking about? When your belly gets bigger, you will definitely feel uncomfortable. How can I ignore you? Of course I will take care of you every day!"
Ji Yunhuan was speechless. It seemed that soul swapping was useless. Xiao Yan was too stubborn and refused to listen to any advice.
Well, at least today she was using Xiao Yan's body, so she could finally relax for a day.
After breakfast, Xiao Yan went to the study, and Ji Yunhuan had no choice but to go with him.
The emperor assigned Xiao Yan a position to compile history books and also rewarded him with many classics. Now they are all piled up in the study, densely filling up an entire wall.
Xiao Yan said, "The Emperor said I've been wasting three years and should study hard to gain knowledge. To put it bluntly, he's putting me in the Hanlin Academy to kill time so I don't interfere with his peace talks. I have to report to the Hanlin Academy in a few days, which is really annoying."
"Knock, knock, knock, knock~" There was a regular knocking sound coming from the inside of the wall.
Xiao Yan immediately protected Xiao Yun behind him and cautiously opened the secret door. "I'll go in first, you come later."
Dark room.
Wei Ling knelt on one knee and handed over a stack of secret letters.
Xiao Yan subconsciously reached out to take it, but halfway through he remembered that he was now "Xiao Yun". He took Xiao Yun's arm and said, "Your Highness, why don't you take it and take a look? But has there been a response to the letter I sent earlier?"
In the previous century, Yun Huan had devoted all his energy to the Fifth Prince. He repeatedly visited his grandfather and father's old acquaintances. He said so many good things for the Fifth Prince and built up so much momentum that some people agreed to support the Fifth Prince as the Crown Prince. However, more people chose to wait and see.
In this life, she only wrote a few letters, in which she mentioned some old stories to prove her identity, and those people were willing to support the eldest prince to seize the throne. What they valued was not her identity as an orphan from the Duke of Ji's mansion, but Xiao Yan's own talents.
Ten years have passed, and the court has changed several times, but there are always people who remain true to their original aspirations and care about the suffering people in the northern border.
Each letter was very short, some were even just unsigned notes. Ji Yunhuan burned them cleanly after reading them. Only the last letter was particularly long.
Ji Yunhuan stared at the letter for a long time. A tear fell on the letter paper, blurring the signature. The two vigorous characters "Tian Ji" appeared on the paper with sharp strokes, as if they were about to break through the paper.
Wei Ling stood quietly aside, looking at the "Master" in surprise. Why was the "Master" acting so strangely today? He even cried after reading a letter.
"You step aside first. I have something to say to His Highness." Xiao Yan glanced at Wei Ling.
Seeing that his "master" had no objection, Wei Ling bowed and left.
Ji Yunhuan gently stroked each word on the letter paper. "This is Mr. Tian's handwriting. He wrote it himself. No one else can imitate it. When I was a child, my father asked Mr. Tian to teach me calligraphy. I loved pulling his beard the most. Mr. Tian never got angry and was always cheerful."
"Father always wanted to give me the best. I'm a girl from the boudoir, but I was taught the six arts by the best teachers. I don't like boring women's work and needlework, and father didn't force me. He said that a daughter of the Ji family can do whatever she wants, as long as I'm happy."
"Nowadays, only Lord Tian still remembers these little things, and only he dares to mention my father in the letter using his own handwriting."
Xiao Yan also finished reading the letter. Lord Tian wrote several pages in a very eloquent manner. Every word and sentence was about recalling the friendship they had with the Duke Ji's Mansion in the past. In the end, he asked Xiao Yan to give Xiao Yun a status, at least the position of concubine.
In this way, when Xiao Yan ascends the throne in the future, Xiaoyun will at least be the mistress of a palace, and she will have someone to rely on for the rest of her life.
Xiao Yan wiped Xiao Yun's tears distressedly, "Alright, don't cry. When I become the emperor, I will definitely return the Duke of Ji's Mansion to you. The dead cannot come back, but I will definitely take back the lost territory!"
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