"Yaoyao, are you awake?"
Ye Zhen had a splitting headache, only heard a woman next to her calling her name, she tried to open her eyes,
Looking at the woman with strange eyebrows and eyes in front of her, it was as if a drill was being dug in her mind, the pain was so painful that she couldn't think of anything, "Who are you?"
The woman was shocked when she heard the words, "Yaoyao, don't you even remember your mother?"
Yaoyao? How could this woman know her nickname, no, hasn't she already lost her soul? Why are you still here
Ye Zhen only felt that her limbs were limp and weak, and her head was getting more and more painful. Suddenly, there was a blank, and many images that she had never experienced before flashed in her mind quickly. Her face became paler and paler, and her eyes Once black, plunged into darkness again.
When she woke up again, it was already three days later, after three days of coma, Ye Zhen remembered many things.
She looked at the roof of the tent with calm eyes, a bit like a dream but not a dream, but also felt a little ridiculous, she actually came back to life, and became Lu Shiming's adopted daughter.
Lu Shiming is Lu Lingzhi's uncle, and she... Ye Zhen chuckled mockingly, she was reborn on her twin sister.
She only found out that she had a twin sister when her grandmother died, because her grandmother believed in her destiny and listened to the Taoist priest, saying that their twin sisters could only live as one, otherwise the family would be ruined, so the grandmother sent her away.
As for where to send it, only the grandmother knows. For so many years, the grandmother has been quietly taking care of the younger sister. The younger sister was sent to the border and has been adopted by Lu Shiming. Last month, Lu Shiming returned to Kyoto with his family. On the road, she became seriously ill due to the acclimatization of the soil and water, and fell into a coma for half a month. When she woke up, Lu Yaoyao was no longer Lu Yaoyao, but Ye Zhen.
When Ye Zhen knew that she had a twin sister who was sent away, she finally understood why her mother had been indifferent to her for so many years, but now she snatched her body away, and she didn't even have the chance to reunite with her or even say a word.
However, she knew that her younger sister had a very good life. Except for the fact that she was a little sad when she learned about her life experience from the grandmother who secretly took care of her, she was well taken care of by Lu Shiming and his wife. At least from her younger sister's memory, Ye Zhen's All I saw was a happy past, and I didn't suffer any grievances.
"Yaoyao, what's wrong with you? Is there something uncomfortable?" Ye Zhen recalled the experience of herself and her sister in the past fifteen years, and didn't notice when a boy of seventeen or eighteen came by.
Ye Zhen turned her head to look at him lightly. From her sister's memory, she knew that the other party was Lu Shiming's son. The brother and sister had a very good relationship since they were young. He was a good brother to his sister. Thinking of this, Ye Zhen showed a slight smile , "Brother, why are you here?"
Lu Xiangzhi sat down on the dwarf next to the bed, looked at Ye Zhen with worried eyes, "Yaoyao, is there something wrong with you, I'll call mother over."
"No, it's just that I've been lying down for a long time, so I'm weak, nothing serious." Ye Zhen said in a low voice. It's a coincidence that her father gave her a nickname Yaoyao since she was a child. Unexpectedly, her sister's name is also the same. It's called Yaoyao.
Is this the natural fate of their sisters
"Father and mother just came back. There are guests coming to the door these few days. They can't handle it. When the guests leave, they will come to see you." Lu Xiangzhi thought that the younger sister was crying quietly because his parents did not come to see her.
This younger sister of his is the most sensitive minded, don't look at her usually lively and optimistic look, because not long ago when she found out that she was not his biological sister, she has always had some knots in her heart.
Ye Zhen said with a smile, "I know, my parents have been away from the capital for so long, and they must have a lot of things to do when they come back."
Lu Xiangzhi patted his younger sister's head, feeling that my younger sister is very sensible today, "When you're ready, big brother will take you out to play, this capital is very different from the border town, there are fun and delicious food everywhere, and it's much more prosperous than the border town .”
"Okay." Ye Zhen still nodded with a smile, and told herself silently in her heart, she is now Lu Yaoyao, not Ye Zhen, how can people know that she is very familiar with the capital.
"Hey, but now that the new emperor is enthroned, there is a mess everywhere, I'm afraid it will take a long time before he can go out." Lu Xiangzhi sighed, let alone Yaoyao, even he was confined by his parents and couldn't go out.
The smile on the corner of Ye Zhen's mouth froze, and she asked in surprise, "The new emperor ascends the throne? What new emperor?"
Didn't Mo Rongzhan ascend the throne two years ago? She remembered that she had been dead for two years. Did someone usurp the throne after her death
"Yeah, King Qin ascended the throne a few days ago. Three days ago, King Qin's mansion suddenly flooded for some reason. Concubine Qin and all her servants were burned to death in the mansion. By the way, Shuang'er was made a noble concubine today. Everyone was jubilant...”
What Lu Xiangzhi was saying, Ye Zhen couldn't understand a single word.
Mo Rongzhan is the King of Qin, and she is the Princess of Qin!
He had just ascended the throne, and she died on the day he ascended the throne... How could this be? Her soul had obviously been trapped in the palace for two years, how could she go back to two years ago now
"Princess Qin...is that Ye Zhen?" Ye Zhen asked hoarsely, her hands under the quilt were trembling slightly.
Lu Xiangzhi nodded, and didn't care for a moment how Yaoyao knew that Princess Qin's surname was Ye, "The Ye family was ransacked two days ago, hey, you don't know, the Meridian Gate is still covered with blood, how many times did it fall?" The rain didn't wash away, so I just took a look and couldn't sleep all night when I came back."
The whole family of the Ye family copied and beheaded...
How could she have forgotten that when Murong Zhan ascended the throne, he had already started to liquidate those who had opposed him before, and the Ye family was one of them.
Ye Zhen gritted her teeth tightly, the piercing pain of being given poisoned wine, the resentment of being betrayed by Lu Lingzhi, the resentment of being replaced by Lu Shuang'er, and Mo Rongzhan's words about the insignificant person...
She took a deep breath, suppressed the hatred in her heart, looked at everything in front of her calmly, and forced herself to be calm and composed, not to show any strangeness in front of the Lu family.
Murong Zhan wanted to kill her uncle, she knew it was inevitable, her uncle was the patriarch of the Ye family, and the power of the uncle and patriarch was overwhelming. Over the years, countless loyal and good people were killed, and countless people were killed, causing troubles in the entire Jin Kingdom. The common people here are living in dire straits, and my father once said that sooner or later the Ye family will be implicated by uncle.
However, it's fine for Murong Zhan to kill her uncle, he is doing harm to the people, so what about her father? Her father was just a commoner, he had never harmed anyone, and he had secretly helped him in the past few years, but he actually ordered the entire family to be executed...
Ye Zhen suppressed the hatred in her eyes, and quietly listened to the excited talking of the young man next to her. She suddenly felt a prickly pain in the palm of her right hand. She raised her hand, but before she could see it clearly, a flame flashed in front of her eyes. The ray of light caused her palm to inexplicably burn, as if that hand was not hers, Ye Zhen uttered a cry, and fainted again.