When Shen Shuyi regained consciousness, he heard the sound of "da da da". When he opened his eyes, he saw a carriage.
[Host, you have entered a new small world. This is an era where imperial power is supreme. You are the legitimate daughter of General Shen.]
After Shen Shuyi received the plane information and integrated the original owner's memory, his brows slightly frowned.
“It’s so tragic.”
[Host, are you talking about the original owner? She was quite miserable. Her mother died when she was seven years old. Later, she was labeled as a traitor and was sent back to her grandmother's home by her biological father Shen Jing to live in seclusion. Even when she reached the age of 15, she was not taken back to the palace. When the emperor was about to choose a princess for the prince, he took her back to Chang'an. He said that he was considering her life, but in fact he wanted to bet on one of the princes. More daughters means more security.]
Shen Shuyi lifted the curtain on the side of the carriage and looked at the countryside grass and trees outside that were rapidly receding.
"Currently, the General's Mansion has only three children, the adopted son Shen Feng, the second daughter Shen Qingyi (born to the stepmother), and the original owner is the least favored one."
"In the previous life, the original owner was killed by his stepmother and sister not long after returning to the general's mansion."
[Host, the original owner hopes that you can help her get revenge and find out the reason for her mother's death.]
"Um."
[Host, your mission target this time is Zhao Heng, the deposed crown prince of Zhao State. Zhao Heng was originally the most outstanding crown prince of Zhao State, a man of both civil and military talents, with both moral integrity and talent, and was praised by everyone. Unfortunately, after he defeated the enemy army and returned from the battle, he was poisoned at the celebration banquet. Although his life was saved, he will never be able to have children in this life.]
[The emperor searched for miracle doctors for him, but to no avail. As the crown prince, how could the future emperor be without an heir? Under pressure, the emperor abolished Zhao Heng's position as crown prince, retained his title of prince, and moved out of the East Palace to live in Prince Su's mansion.]
[Zhao Heng lost his right of succession, and his enemies were eyeing him covetously. He was repeatedly assassinated. The fourth prince, Zhao Qiyu, finally seized power and took the throne. In order to expand the territory, he repeatedly sent Zhao Heng to fight. He was wounded in battles of all sizes, and Zhao Heng eventually died on the battlefield... Zhao Heng had made great military achievements and brought benefits to the people. God took pity on him and sent you here to give him a son and save his tragic fate.]
Shen Shuyi nodded thoughtfully. She checked the information about Zhao Heng. He was a modest gentleman, gentle as jade.
But as a general who had experienced life and death on the battlefield, he was probably not as gentle and humble as he appeared. In her opinion, Zhao Heng's death was too strange.
The carriage rumbled forward, and Shen Shuyi took out a small box from the package. When he opened it, he found a small bronze mirror.
The figure in the mirror is a little blurry, but you can still see her delicate little face without any makeup, a real beauty.
After an unknown amount of time, the carriage stopped in front of the official road post station, and Shen Feng, who was ordered to escort her back to the general's mansion, came to the horse farm.
"Come down, rest at the post station tonight, and then enter Chang'an City tomorrow morning."
The maid stepped forward and opened the curtain, and Shen Shuyi stretched out her fair and slender hand to help her get out of the car.
Shen Feng was slightly startled when he saw those white and slender fingers, and then looked at the graceful figure with a white veil getting off the carriage. After not seeing her for many years, she became more beautiful.
Shen Shuyi glanced at the tall man with a resolute face. He was the original owner's brother, Shen Feng. Shen Feng was an orphan picked up by Shen Jing from the battlefield and grew up in the general's mansion. He played well with the original owner when he was a child, but he ignored the original owner since he got close to Shen Qingyi.
"Thank you, Major General." Her voice was distant and cold.
Shen Feng felt that Shen Shuyi's personality had changed a lot, but he didn't think much about it and went in first to arrange accommodation.
Shen Shuyi simply washed up, threw off the quilt and went to bed. Before she fell asleep, she heard the sound of horse hooves outside.
Outside, Shen Feng was unreliable, and she was on high alert.
"66, please help check who is coming." Not everyone can stop and stay at the official post station. Generally, it is for officials of all ranks who are on business trips or some aristocratic families in Chang'an.
[Host, don't be afraid, it's Zhao Heng. However... Zhao Heng will be assassinated soon. In the previous life, Chen Feng stood by and watched without intervening, because Chen Feng was a member of the Fourth Prince Zhao Qiyu's party and was hostile to the deposed prince.]
Shen Shuyi put on her clothes. She only carried a bag of silver needles and some Ecstasy Powder. The original owner had been weak since childhood and was thrown into her grandmother's house by Shen Jing. Fortunately, her grandmother found a good doctor to treat her.
The original owner was very interested in the art of healing, so she became a disciple of Doctor Li and learned medical skills. This was a good thing for Shen Shuyi, as she could perfectly explain the matter of being proficient in medical skills. Whether in modern times or in ancient times, being proficient in medical skills is a good golden finger.
[Host, please save the target. He was seriously injured in this assassination attempt and has a lifelong illness.]
Chen Shuyi glanced at her fair and slender little hands, "How can I save him if I am powerless... What's more, Chen Feng is still here. The original owner and Chen Feng have a very ordinary relationship. If I run into the edge of the knife, Chen Feng may not necessarily help me..."
Shen Feng is such an ungrateful person. He was picked up from the battlefield by Shen Jing. He was thin and weak, timid and self-deprecating. But the original owner treated him as a brother, gave him food and drink, and treated him sincerely. But in the end, he stood on Shen Qingyi's side.
After the original owner returned to the general's mansion this time, Shen Feng hurt the original owner a lot in order to please Shen Qingyi.
She thought for a moment, "How about this? Didn't Zhao Heng survive the assassination attempt in his previous life? 66, give me the coordinates, and I'll find a chance to rescue him."
At least, she had to wait until the gangsters finished fighting before leaving. The original owner didn't know martial arts and was weak and frail. Rushing forward rashly would be tantamount to seeking death.
[no problem. ]
Soon, sounds of fighting were heard at the post station.
After a while, a steady sound of footsteps came and stopped in front of her door, and Shen Feng's voice rang out.
"Shuyi, are you asleep?"
Chen Shuyi pretended to be asleep and didn't make any sound, but after a while he heard the man's voice again.
"Rest assured, the guards are standing guard at the door."
Shen Shuyi frowned slightly, “66, is there anyone guarding under the window?”
If not, she could climb out the window and leave. Although she didn't know how to perform martial arts, she still had the martial arts skills that were engraved deep in her soul.
[No. Route generation, please act accordingly.]
It was a dark night, and the sounds of swordfighting were particularly obvious, occasionally startling the birds in the trees and making them cry, making the scene chaotic.
Before climbing the window, Shen Shuyi specially exchanged for a system-produced amulet. Her life was at stake. Fortunately, the second floor of the post station was not very high, so she left the room smoothly.
At the same time, a man in black brocade clothes and a jade crown tied up his hair drew the soft sword at his waist and fought with a dozen black-clad assassins who jumped down from the eaves.
"Your Highness, you go first, I will cover you!" Several men in guard uniforms shouted while resisting the assassins.
Zhao Heng frowned slightly, turned around and held the sword horizontally. The soft sword wrapped around the attacker's wrist like a spirit snake, and he used the force to fly into the air. He stepped heavily on the assassin's shoulder with his black brocade boots, and several assassins were killed by the sword and fell to the ground.
The sword in Zhao Heng's hand was dripping with blood. The cold moonlight shone on his jade-like face. Suddenly, he frowned and covered his heart with one hand.
In that moment of distraction, he was stabbed by the assassin's sword.
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