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

The little bun raised his head and asked Yu Yunxi, "What is it, Mother?"

Yu Yunxi shook her head, unable to comprehend the meaning of the letter.

"Return to the capital? Which capital? The capital of Tianxia? But Mother had been living in the capital after she married into the Yu family," Yu Yunxi murmured.

"Could it be that the person found the wrong person?" the little bun whispered as he rubbed his round belly.

Earlier, Yu Yongnian had said that the old man had her mother's portrait. As such, the old man could not have found the wrong person.

"And this jade bracelet…" Yu Yunxi raised her hand to look at the jade bracelet under the light. It seemed to be similar to the warm jade that her mother left her.

After a while, she held the little bun's hand and led him away, saying, "Let's look for your father."

"How did it go?" Feng Yili asked when Yu Yunxi returned.

Mother’s Past