"The Empress gave birth to a daughter prematurely, and fearing that His Majesty would still regard her as an illegitimate child, coupled with the constant favoritism of other concubines in the palace, she was heartbroken and sent her daughter to be raised by a family surnamed Zhao among the common people."
Upon hearing these words, the emperor was flustered and staggered, losing his balance and falling onto the table, knocking over the candles.
He pleaded, "What evidence do you have? I don't believe you, I don't believe you!"
I don't know if he doesn't believe Ling Xiao is his daughter, or if he doesn't believe that Empress Zhangde was once so afraid of him, so...hated him.
Ling Xiao admired his sorrowful and uneasy expression, propped her chin on her hand, and sneered:
"Why wouldn't you believe me? His Majesty is the Son of Heaven. I've made it so clear; a simple investigation will prove it."
The emperor's expression froze, then he looked up and carefully traced Ling Xiao's face with his eyes. After a long while, he turned his head away so that no one would notice the tears in the corners of his eyes.
"I will apologize to Yue'er when I reach the Yellow Springs."
"I'm afraid we need to add one more person," Ling Xiao said quietly, "Your daughter, Miaoying, is already in the Yellow Springs with the Empress."
"Miaoying, aren't you alive and well?" the emperor asked, bewildered.
Ling Xiao chuckled, "I said this body belongs to His Majesty and the Empress's daughter, not that I do."
As she spoke, she stood up and gently stretched out her hand. Her slender fingers covered her neatly trimmed nails, which slowly grew longer and sharper like knives under the light.
"This body lay dead by the mountain road. To avoid divine calamity, I made a deal with her: I would avenge her father, and she would borrow my body to escape the calamity."
The emperor listened to these words in disbelief and witnessed the bizarre scene. He was terrified, feeling both the grief of his daughter's early death and the fear of encountering a ghost.
After a long silence, he asked:
So, are you leaving now?
Ling Xiao nodded. The timeline had been completely altered, and her mission could be considered a perfect success. Of course, she needed to find a reason to run away.
I only revealed it yesterday: this world, where the mission takers are so heavily bound, is one that the main god has no control over at all.
At most, it opened a channel, allowing people like Ling Xiao to enter and explore, altering the timeline, and giving the main god the opportunity to send more mission takers in, until the world is taken over.
As for Ling Xiao's instinct in not causing any major trouble in this world, it was because of his intuition.
Damn it, without a supreme god to protect you, if the world's consciousness catches a flea jumping around too happily from outside, it will be blasted to death by a heavenly lightning bolt.
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