Song Yiqin

The regent of the Tianxia Kingdom, who had control over a huge army and ruled over a powerful kingdom, was never close to women. One day, he was poisoned again and nearly died.

While everyone worried that he had no successors, a kid who looked exactly like he was brought to the palace gate.

Only then did they recall that, five years ago, when the regent was poisoned for the first time, the Yu family's eldest daughter was kidnapped and brought to him for auspicious reasons.

Since they shared similar fates, she did everything she could to help rid him of the poison. However, on the day he awakened, the royal family plotted against her, and she disappeared mysteriously.

The regent's eyes became dim when he saw the kid. "Did your mother finally decide she couldn't forget about me and ask you to return in her stead?"

The kid clenched his jaws. "No! The young prince of Xichu will marry the eldest princess, who is my mother, in a few days. My mother asked me to come and check if you're still alive. She doesn't want you to die on the day she gets married. It's bad luck."

After he finished his sentence, the regent picked him up and walked out with big strides.

"Don't worry. I won't die on your mother's wedding day. After all... I've got a wedding to crash."

Five Years Later, She Bombarded the Palace with a Miniature Version of the Regent

Luo Xiuran frowned. It seemed like he did not believe Gao Shixuan.

"If you don't believe me, you can detain me here and follow this map to the place where the gunpowder is hidden…" Gao Shixuan said.

Feng Yili ordered Jiang Ying and the others, who had rushed over, to take a look.

After Jiang Ying took the map, Qian Jiao said, "I'll go with you."

The place fell silent after Jiang Ying and Qian Jiao left.

After a moment, Gao Shixuan pursed her red lips and said, "In fact, this battle shouldn't have happened at all. Beixiao doesn't want a war either. After all, whether they win or lose, they'll have to pay a high price. They have no choice because they want to ask for help from Nanyue's imperial family."

"What help does Beixiao need from Nanyue's imperial family?" Luo Xiuran questioned.

"The Nanyue's imperial family has a hundred-year-old snow lotus. Beixiao needs it," Gao Shixuan said slowly.

Liu Xiaolan Kneels Down