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

Yu Yunxi, who was woken up by the commotion, rubbed her sore neck. After all, sleeping while kneeling was definitely not as comfortable as sleeping on the bed.

Meng Xia and Qian Qing hurried over at this moment to help Yu Yunxi up and smooth the creases on her dress.

"Qian Qing, you don't have to serve me all the time. Go do your own things," Yu Yunxi said to Qian Qing meaningfully.

"Eldest Princess, are you chasing me away?" Qian Qing asked, looking aggrieved.

"I'm not chasing you away. I'm just afraid a certain young marquis will be depressed if I occupy you for too long," Yu Yunxi said with a smile before she glanced at Luo Xiuran who was standing behind Qian Qing.

Luo Xiuran stared at Qian Qing's back like a sad little wife. How could he not be sad? They had been at the Temple of Eternal Peace for so long, but Qian Qing did not even look at him.

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