Wanwan sighed and said, "Let's not worry about other issues for now. The Yinzhen we're talking about now is the Yinzhen who has been reborn. Are you referring to the historical Yinzhen, or the Yinzhen in a parallel world or a TV series?"
Wanwan needs to clarify this matter. If it's the historical Yinzhen, that's fine; the Yinzhen from a parallel world is also acceptable. But if it's from a TV series, that won't do.
The system couldn't believe that it hadn't detected such a huge event; in this parallel world, it was the only system.
So the system, still not entirely convinced, performed another thorough check. [Host, this is the historical Yinzhen, who has just died and been reborn.]
Upon hearing this, Wanwan was immediately relieved. Thank goodness, he could still be the emperor. If it were someone from a TV drama, especially the fat orange one she knew, she would have to cut off Yinzhen's escape route first.
Wanwan: "I understand."
"But why is he reborn? Shouldn't the soul dissipate after death?"
The system didn't know how to answer this question either. If we were to talk about Yinzhen's regrets, it would only be that his eldest son, Honghui, did not survive. It seems that he had no other regrets. Oh, and another one was that he didn't have much maternal love when he was a child.
The system expressed its thoughts: "[There may be regrets. Also, only those with great merit can be reborn, like you, host. But there are many emperors with merit like him. It's impossible for every one of them to be reborn.]"
Wanwan thought about it for a moment and felt regretful. She knew that was the reason. But since her son was still her son, it didn't matter. She would just cherish and love him well in the future.
As for Yinzhen, his injuries weren't serious to begin with, but too many things flashed through his mind, and he couldn't grasp them. Now that he's finally able to, he understands.
He has been reborn. Moreover, judging from his life before the age of six, he seems to have lived a very happy life. However, there is no concubine named Wanyan in his memory, and it seems that his father, the emperor, did not have such a concubine in his history.
But why? In his memories of this world, he couldn't sense anything wrong with his current Empress Mother.
One moment Yinzhen is the deceased emperor, and the next he is this child full of childlike fun, loved by his mother, and even favored.
The souls of the two men were locked in a fierce struggle within her body, but in the end, it was Yinzhen, who had been emperor for thirteen years, who won.
Yinzhen thought about it again, or rather, recalled the things that happened to the six-year-old Yinzhen in the past, as well as what had just happened.
Only after everything was sorted out did I open my eyes.
Looking at the mother in his memory, he opened his eyes and saw a "mother" he had never seen before.
When Yinzhen opened his eyes again, Wanwan saw a kind of temperament that had been refined by time in his eyes. It was a temperament that should not belong to a child. She knew that it was Yinzhen in history.
Wanwan sat down next to him as usual and asked, "How's Xiao Si? Does your head still hurt?"
Such a warm greeting seemed to have been absent from Yinzhen's eyes or memory for a long time; his mother had always only doted on the fourteenth prince.
Yinzhen opened his mouth and said "Mother." Yinzhen thought it would be difficult to say, but this body seemed to have a memory and called out directly.
Wanwan didn't notice the struggle that flashed in his eyes. "Mother's here, don't worry."
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