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 few old nannies were shocked and angry. They did not expect that Yu Yunxi actually dared to beat them, considering they were the Empress Dowager's servants.

Yu Yunxi stared at them coldly, causing their faces to pale. After all, not anyone could withstand the aura of someone who had been on the battlefield.

"E-eldest Princess, you already promised the Empress Dowager to pray for the Emperor Emeritus," the old nanny stammered, hoping to intimidate Yu Yunxi with these words.

"Since you care so much about praying, you can copy the scriptures."

As soon as Yu Yunxi's voice fell, Meng Xia directly kicked the back of the nannies' knees, and they quickly fell to the ground.

The nannies still wanted to retort, but when they met Yu Yunxi's cold gaze, they could only pick up the brushes and copy the scriptures in trepidation.

A Meeting at the Back of the Mountain