Ye Jinghong then secretly took on several dangerous missions, earned some money, and went to teach in different impoverished mountain villages.
Today is the weekend and she has no classes, so she can sit on this hilltop all day and herd cattle for the children.
She never expected that the boy would bring his mother along.
"Mom, hold me, hold me like you did when I was little."
The woman was being pulled along the mountain road, and before she could catch her breath, her son wanted to be carried.
Looking at her son, who was almost as tall as herself, the woman was so angry that she wanted to take off her shoes and use the soles to spank the little rascal's bottom.
Why are you hugging me? Don't you know how old you are? I'm exhausted.
Before she could even utter a curse, her son pulled her over and made her bend over, muttering something under his breath.
The woman then realized that her son wanted to help Teacher Ye.
Teacher Ye is a good person. She donated money to build a school in the village and stayed here to teach the children for free. She has to help with this.
Taking a deep breath, the woman bent down and picked up her son, then smiled at Ye Jinghong and said, "Teacher Ye, look at us, maybe you'll know how to draw it."
The boy was being held, towering above his mother. He wrapped his arms around the woman's neck, mimicking the pose of the little girl on the white paper, and gave Ye Jinghong a bright smile.
At night, everyone in the village went to bed early, except for a dim light still burning in the dormitory of the village school.
Looking at the mother and child, Ye Jinghong imagined herself holding Ye Zhen and drew her first painting of a mother and daughter embracing.
Carefully stroking the portrait of Ye Zhen, Ye Jinghong murmured, "Zhen'er, I wonder what you look like now? Are you doing well?"
She paused, then added, "I'm afraid it won't be good. If Ye Yunheng dares to kill me, Ye Zhengqing and the others certainly won't let you off the hook either."
But Ninth Sister also died saving me. Without her protection, I dare not imagine what you would have encountered. It is all my fault for dragging you down.
Mother only asks that no matter what situation you encounter, you must save yourself from fire and water a thousand times over…
Another six months passed.
The children ran out of paper and pens, so Ye Jinghong decided to go out of the mountains to buy some.
This village is located deep in the mountains, and one has to cross nine hills to reach the national highway.
When Ye Jinghong returned, she brought her martial arts skills with her. When no one was around, she used her lightness skill to descend.
She has been doing this for the past two years, which saves her a lot of time. In the deep mountains and forests, where there are few people, she is not afraid of being discovered.
But this time, she heard a startled exclamation halfway through, "Holy crap, is that some kind of light-footed skill?"
Ye Jinghong lowered her eyes and saw a man who looked to be over twenty years old holding a video camera and pointing it at her.
In this day and age, with the internet so developed, if this man posts his story online, he'll likely face a lot of trouble.
Taking advantage of the man's inattention, Ye Jinghong stole his camera, intending to delete the video and return it to him.
However, in the man's camera lens, they saw a man who looked similar to Shi Yan and was dressed in ancient costume.
He was Shi Yan's elder brother, the emperor of the Great Wei who ascended the throne less than a year later and fled after giving birth to the crown prince.
Ye Jinghong had seen Shi Yan's portrait in his study; the red mole between his eyebrows left a deep impression on Ye Jinghong.
She then thought of the reason why Shi Yan was regent: none of the men of the Great Wei royal family were at home, leaving the country to a crown prince who was still in swaddling clothes, so her uncle Shi Yan had no choice but to go back.
Unexpectedly, the emperor who was never home appeared a thousand years later. Ye Jinghong also recalled that he had heard in the Great Wei Dynasty that Shi Yan's grandmother was a person who could resolve grievances and guide others to salvation.
The Shi family members all seemed to have a strange air about them.
She then made a bold conjecture: perhaps the Shi family also had the ability to travel through time.
If that's the case, she might be able to return to her daughter's side. Even if she can't, she still wants to tell the Shi family that she gave birth to a daughter for Shi Yan.
With the protection of their family, children won't be bullied.
Afterwards, Ye Jinghong spent money to hire a teacher for the village school, while he himself embarked on a journey to find his family...
The Marquis of Zhongyong's Residence.
Ye Zhen suddenly sat up in bed.
She dreamt of her mother, who knew her identity and was searching everywhere for a way to return to Da Yuan.
She quickly dressed and went to Shi Yan's courtyard. "Father, I dreamt of Mother..."
Ye Zhen excitedly told Shi Yan about what she had seen in her dream.
Shi Yan remained calm, but his heart was churning with turmoil. "After the New Year, we will return to the Great Wei."
"good."
Ye Zhen responded.
But then she suddenly thought of Li Chengye, "Father, what should we do about Li Chengye?"
He had to be dealt with, otherwise, leaving him as a potential threat, Ye Zhen always felt uneasy.
Seeing her like this, Shi Yan suddenly smiled helplessly.
"You really are your mother's daughter."
They all put their personal matters after national affairs, even though there are so many people in a country, and they don't need to work so hard.
But if everyone thought like him, where would peace and tranquility be found?
Suddenly, Shi Yan felt less resentful towards Ye Jinghong.
He raised his hand and patted his daughter's head. "Then let's deal with Li Chengye first."
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