Having finished her mission in her previous life, Qingyin returned to the system space and rested for half a month to recover her mood before preparing to take on the next mission.
A slender woman with delicate features appeared before Qingyin. She wore a pure white dress, looking frail and beautiful, but her misty, clear almond-shaped eyes were full of pride and sharpness. It was clear that the woman's appearance did not match her personality.
The woman's next words revealed this: "Are you a deity? Can you grant my wish?"
"Of course." Qingyin remained calm, gently sizing up the woman before her.
"Alright." The woman lazily stroked her slender chin, still maintaining her proud demeanor even when looking at the immortal who was hundreds of times more beautiful than herself. She raised her chin slightly and said, "I am the number one princess of the Qing Dynasty, the most beloved princess of Father Emperor. I do not want to go on a marriage alliance. Why do those people say I have no sense of responsibility just because of one sentence? Ha, if he had a sense of responsibility, he would go on the marriage alliance."
“My mother only has me as her daughter. If I leave, who will take care of my mother? So I did cause a lot of trouble because of the marriage alliance. They said I was vicious, that I was immature, and that my mother was bad. Why? Those men can say whatever they want.”
At this point, Princess Zhaoyang coughed violently a few times. Seeing this, Qingyin used a wisp of spiritual energy to calm her down.
She calmed herself down, thanked Qingyin, and continued, "I'm willing to marry into a foreign land, but I want my mother to live a peaceful life, and I want my father and those men to watch me rise to an unparalleled position, so that my mother can be proud of me."
"Okay." Qingyin nodded, and a written agreement appeared in front of the woman.
Without hesitation, the woman placed the mark and cast it into the River of Time.
Since the wishers were so enthusiastic, Qingyin also sped up her efforts and entered the mission world.
In a fictional era of the Qing Dynasty, the current emperor is Emperor Xuanwu, who has seven sons and six daughters. In the thirty-first year of Xuanwu's reign, eight tribes from the border grasslands invaded. In order to win over the grasslands, the Qing Dynasty would arrange marriages every year. This time, Emperor Xuanwu specially arranged for his eldest princess, Zhaoyang, to go out and marry the leader of the eight tribes.
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In the dim light, long ribbons fluttered gently on the roof beams, and two feet swayed slightly in mid-air. Looking up further, a pure white dress fluttered, long hair was disheveled, and a pale, bloodless face was vaguely visible, with wide eyes and a protruding tongue.
"The Princess has hanged herself!!! Someone, come quick!"
A sharp palace maid's voice pierced the sky, attracting a group of eunuchs. One by one, the eunuchs rushed in and hurriedly took the person hanging from the beam down, holding him and supporting him on the bed, both panicked and frightened.
Although the eldest princess disagreed with the marriage alliance and caused a lot of trouble, even angering the emperor who doted on her, the servants never expected that their proud mistress would actually dare to hang herself!
Besides, while this master might have ended his own life by hanging, he had brought utter misery upon them, his servants. Thinking of these terrifying fates, the eunuchs could only suppress their fear and tremblingly touch the woman's pale face with their fingers to check her breath. "Congratulations! Congratulations!"
The princess is still alive.
The eunuch, touching his own breath, couldn't help but have tears welling up in his eyes. Thank goodness, his life could be saved!
"Quickly, announce this to His Majesty."
"Quickly, summon the imperial physician!"
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They walked briskly.
They were always in a hurry.
Huayun Palace, the palace where the emperor had suddenly abandoned and imprisoned the eldest princess, was once again bustling with noise. The sounds of imperial physicians and concubines weeping, mixed with the emperor's occasional outbursts of anger, made Qingyin, who was lying in bed, suffer from earache.
She forced herself to blink slowly, enduring the pain and impatience. But to Qingyin, it seemed like she was using a great deal of force. To the imperial physician who had been watching closely, it was like a fleeting moment, a possible illusion. It wasn't until he saw the princess's eyelashes twitch again that the physician was certain he hadn't misread it.
She exclaimed with delight, "Your Majesty, Princess Chang is about to wake up!"
"What!" Emperor Xuanwu didn't have time to argue with the guards and eunuchs who were not taking good care of her. He quickly stepped forward and approached Qingyin.
Qingyin, as if sensing something, opened her sore eyes.
Her eyes, like glass filled with water, were enough to soften one's heart at first glance.
Adding to the sight of Zhao Yang's pale and frail face, and seeing his once lively and bright eldest daughter now sickly and weak, Emperor Xuanwu, though wanting to scold his beloved eldest daughter whom he had raised and cherished for so many years, could not bring himself to say it.
In the end, he only said one caring word: "It's good that you're awake."
Qingyin opened her mouth, wanting to speak, but the extreme pain in her throat made her hold it back.
The imperial physician noticed the princess's movements and reminded her, "The princess has injured her neck, so it's normal that she can't speak for the time being. She'll be fine after a month of rest."
Mentioning the reason why the eldest princess couldn't speak, and seeing that his eldest daughter was no longer in mortal danger, Emperor Xuanwu remembered the reason she had caused this incident, and his anger flared up again, especially since this matter could be considered a challenge to his power. This caused Emperor Xuanwu to narrow his eyes dangerously and give Qingyin a sharp look:
"Zhaoyang, I spoiled you too much before, which made you not know your limits. Let me tell you, this time, whether you hang yourself, jump into the river, or drown, I will send you to the grasslands."
Emperor Xuanwu showed no mercy as he reprimanded the eldest princess who had committed suicide. Not a single person in the entire Huayun Palace dared to utter a sound; everyone trembled and kept their heads down, not daring to raise them. The only one who raised her head was the sickly beauty Qingyin, who was lying down.
Qingyin looked helplessly at her extremely angry father. There was nothing she could do. The timing of the time travel by the River of Time was too clever. It happened to take her to the moment when Princess Zhaoyang was about to commit suicide by hanging herself because of the marriage alliance. No matter how outstanding she was, she couldn't salvage the situation while she was weak and mute.
Now all I can do is wait until I'm feeling better and try to win back Emperor Xuanwu's favor.
However, as Qingyin made her thoughts, she didn't forget that she caught a glimpse of the original owner's birth mother, Consort Zheng, looking at her with a worried expression and tears in her eyes.
As someone who could give birth to a beautiful daughter, Consort Zheng undoubtedly possessed a stunningly beautiful face, like a delicate white lotus flower, evoking love and pity. Even as she aged, Consort Zheng's appearance did not age; instead, she gained a charm brought by time, making her even more captivating.
No wonder Emperor Xuanwu favored her for decades, and his affections remained strong.
After Emperor Xuanwu finished speaking, he left behind more people to watch over the eldest princess and took away a group of people who had been punished and sent to the underworld. Then, he angrily turned and left.
Only Qingyin and Consort Zheng remained in the room.
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