"This is--"
The woman sat up abruptly, her fair forehead covered in fine beads of sweat.
She was still in shock, her heart pounding like a drum, which made her extremely panicked.
Everywhere I looked, there were familiar objects.
For a moment, she felt a sense of disorientation, as if time had been distorted.
"Miss! Miss! Are you alright?"
The maid who was keeping watch outside heard the commotion in the bedroom, quickly got up, and rushed in.
"Perilla?"
The woman became even more disoriented upon seeing the familiar yet unfamiliar face.
What's wrong with her?
Is he delirious from illness?
Surprisingly, I saw Zisu, the head maid from my childhood.
Zisu saw that her young mistress looked terrified, as if she had been frightened.
She quickly moved closer and gently comforted her, "Miss, it's me! Are you having a nightmare?"
"Nightmare?"
The woman murmured to herself, trying her best to suppress her erratic heartbeat, and reached out to grasp Zisu's hand.
Soft and warm, the palm felt real and strong.
It's not a virtual dream, nor is it a ghost!
She's back?
Did I wake up from a dream?
The woman's mind was already in turmoil at the thought of this possibility.
"Miss, don't be afraid, it's just a dream!"
"Oh dear, you're sweating so much, and your forehead feels cool. Please don't catch a cold!"
"I'll go make you a cup of brown sugar ginger water to soothe your throat and cool you down!"
Although it's already the height of summer in July, the weather in the Northwest is just that extreme.
It's cold in the mornings and evenings, but unbearably hot at midday!
The young lady was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. If she is not warmed up in time, she may fall ill.
As Zisu spoke, she broke free from her mistress's hand and ran to the outer room to pour water.
Brown sugar ginger water?
It wasn't until a warm cup of ginger and brown sugar water with a bright red broth was handed to her that the woman seemed to break free from the illusion and reality.
She instinctively picked up the teacup and took a small sip.
The warm, sweet water flowed into my mouth and down my esophagus into my stomach.
The warmth and sweetness finally made her realize that she wasn't dreaming, but had really come back.
"Miss, are you feeling better? Sigh, I must say, Her Majesty the Empress is truly amazing, creating such a wonderful thing as brown sugar."
“You used to experience abdominal pain every time you had your period, and drinking brown sugar ginger water would make you feel much better.”
Seeing that her young mistress was no longer so frightened and had gradually calmed down, Zisu's anxious heart also relaxed.
She started rambling on and on.
Upon hearing the words "Empress," the woman instinctively frowned.
This empress must be Lady Xie.
A woman who created a legend.
A remarkable person who ushered in a new era.
She has become a legend.
Her name has long been engraved in history books.
Ironically, this person and I are...
Thinking of her past life (in the dream), the woman couldn't help but shudder.
"What's wrong, Miss? Are you still feeling cold? How about I serve you—" a bowl of brown sugar water?
Before he could finish speaking, the woman interrupted him, "It's nothing! I just had a nightmare."
"By the way, Zisu, is the current sage—" is it Helian Jue?
The woman only spoke halfway through her sentence, without finishing her thought.
She was afraid that her question was too abrupt and would arouse the suspicion of the maid.
In her past life, she experienced too much, which made the once carefree and unrestrained young noblewoman more cautious.
She deliberately told only half the story, hiding the other half, just to get Zisu to say more.
Zisu is great in every way, except she loves to talk.
He always likes to pry into things and can't keep anything to himself.
Her tragic death in her past life was also due to "causing trouble through her words"!
However, for now, Zisu, who is not tight-lipped, is the best person to get information out of her.
"The sage is still searching for the Turkic royal court in the northern city."
"Sigh, it's been two or three months already, and we still haven't found the main Turkic force..."
As expected, Zisu lived up to the woman's expectations and began to talk non-stop.
The woman's eyes flickered: Is the Sage in the North City? Haven't they found the Turkic royal court yet?
In other words, it is now the first year of the Yuantai era, the second year of Helian Jue's ascension to the throne.
She was sixteen years old and not yet betrothed.
I'm back!
I'm finally back!
All the tragedies have yet to happen.
I still have a chance to change my own and my family's destiny!
...
Xie Yuan was unaware of what was happening in the Northwest. Besides the autumn imperial examination, the wedding in Nanling was also approaching.
As the "boss" of Princess Nanling, Xie Yuan naturally had to add some dowry to his subordinate's wedding.
"Yu Rong, go to my treasury and pick out some things to send to Nanling!"
Xie Yuan summoned Zheng Yurong and gave her these instructions.
As Empress, Xie Yuan already possessed a vast imperial treasury.
In addition, she amassed a huge fortune during her years of business in Lingnan.
Even if some of the aid was given to Helian Jue, after Helian Jue ascended the throne and inherited the late emperor's private treasury, he made up for all the "debts" that had been "incurred".
Yes, husband and wife are one, but as a real man, he would never use his wife's dowry or private property.
If Xie Yuan hadn't strongly declined, Helian Jue would have wanted to merge the entire private treasury into the Empress's inner treasury.
As a man, supporting your family is your duty.
In ancient times, there was no tradition of handing over wages to one's wife, but there was a custom of entrusting the entire household to her management.
Even if Helian Jue becomes emperor, he will not make an exception.
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