The ancients shocked the old feudal society when they watched modern women raising babies.

"Auntie, you must miss me when you go abroad and send me videos every day." Zhaozhao cried while holding Anran.

An Ran got the admission notice from her favorite school as she wished, and her family went to the airport to say goodbye.

"Aren't Enhe going too? Why isn't the child with you?" It was almost boarding time, and Chen Hui had not seen Enhe yet.

"He passed away a few days ago." An Ran said calmly.

It's not that En He didn't invite him to join him, he even flew over a little later for An Ran's sake. However, An Ran felt that the relationship was just an ordinary friend and there was no need to trouble others, so he decisively refused.

"Zhaozhao, after auntie settles down there, you and your grandparents can come over often to play."

An Ran touched Zhao Zhao's little head. Zhao Zhao was young and his emotions came and went quickly. When he heard that he could visit his aunt often and go abroad to play, his mood suddenly became better.

"Go quickly, pay attention to safety along the way, and contact us if anything happens." An Renliang was very sad. If An Ran didn't leave, he would cry in front of his daughter.

An Ran reluctantly said goodbye to her family and boarded a plane to another country.

"Passengers, this flight is about to take off. I wish you a pleasant journey."

An Ran adjusted the seat, changed into a comfortable position, and began to fall asleep.

"My queen...my queen, please wake up."

An Ran woke up suddenly, feeling as if she was weightless. Someone seemed to be calling her in her dream just now, but she didn't hear it clearly.

"Ah, what happened? What happened?"

The passengers in the cabin yelled in panic, and only then did An Ran realize that the plane seemed to be in free fall.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this flight encountered sudden turbulence. Please fasten your seat belt and put on the oxygen mask above your head."

The oxygen mask above the cabin fell on An Ran's head, and An Ran followed the flight attendant's instructions at a loss.

The plane became more and more out of control, and someone screamed: "It's over, it's over, woo woo woo."

An Ran kept observing the surroundings and was horrified to find a crack appearing above the cabin.

An Ran's whole body was shaking uncontrollably. After telling the flight attendant what she had discovered, she took out her cell phone and started writing her last words.

After writing the last word, before An Ran raised her head, a stream of air hit her.

"Auntie, don't be afraid." It was Zhaozhao who comforted Anran with a big smile.

"Zhaozhao, Zhaozhao..." Before An Ran fell into coma, she tried hard to touch that bright little face, but she couldn't touch it even though the face was so close.

"Zhaozhao..." An Ran slowly closed her eyes.

"Aunt, I'm here, I'm here."

When An Ran opened his eyes again, he saw a seventeen or eighteen year old girl in front of him, holding her hands tightly.

An Ran looked at her blankly, who is she?

It looks a bit familiar, the big round eyes are a bit like Yun Chenzhan, and the small pink mouth is exactly the same as Lin Jing'er.

"Aunt, what's wrong with you? I'm Shu Zhao, aunt." The girl in front of her panicked, and turned to the people waiting aside: "Please call the doctor quickly."

"Shu Zhao?" The girl in front of him gradually overlapped with the little figure in his memory.

"Aunt, the emperor has passed away. You must take care of yourself."

An Ran was still not used to the girl in front of her calling her aunt. Speaking of which, she was only in her twenties, not much older than her.

An Ran's head hurt like a tear, as if something was about to burst out of the ground.

Just watching these girls in ancient costumes busy about, the man known as the imperial physician took his pulse.

"Your Majesty, you are overly sad. Alas, Your Majesty and Your Majesty are truly in love. Your Majesty, you must take care of yourself as you express your condolences."

The imperial doctor prescribed medicine, comforted An Ran for a few words, and left.

An Ran was served and drank the medicine, and the dust-laden memories in her mind hit her head like air currents.

"Mom, are you still feeling uncomfortable? Can I give you a massage?"

The familiar yet unfamiliar maid next to her stepped forward and gently massaged An Ran's temple area. This skillful technique showed that she had often done this job before.

"Aunt, the emperor has passed away and a new emperor has not yet been established. You must be steady."

An Ran nodded imperceptibly, and she finally recovered.

She is An Ran, the imperial concubine of the Tianyun Dynasty, the granddaughter of the current prime minister, the niece of the late emperor's favorite concubine De Fei, and the cousin of the God of War Yun Chenyu.

"Aunt, the eldest prince is on his way back. They must have made a lot of preparations this time."

An Ran had no children. Queen Lian Weiying had been in poor health after giving birth to the eldest prince. She passed away a few years ago, so An Ran took charge of the harem.

In order to save the injured Yun Chenyu, An Ran's body was immersed in cold water and froze in a cave. The root cause of the disease fell and she was unable to have children.

In the early years, she wanted to have children very much, so her cousin Lin Jing'er often brought Shu Zhao into the palace. Shu Zhao also grew up in front of An Ran, and their friendship was extraordinary.

Later, An Ran fell ill and when Yun Chenyu came to visit, a palace maid gave birth to the second prince.

An Ran was in agony. She loved the man she loved so much, she had gone through life and death for him, and the whole family helped him ascend the throne, but he actually took advantage of her illness to visit the maid in her palace.

An Ran almost wanted to sever the friendship with Yun Chenyu, but Yun Chenyu also knew that he had gone too far, and he regretted it every time he talked about it.

Later, it was found out that the palace maid was someone arranged by Lian Weiying, and she drugged Yun Chenyu that night, and that was how she succeeded.

Yun Chenyu was furious, secretly executed the palace maid, and raised the second prince in An Ran's name.

Even Weiying knew he was in the wrong and didn't dare to stop him.

"Aunt, I still can't forgive the emperor. Even though the emperor is wrong in all kinds of ways, he is gone now. You have to think about the country and the country."

Yun Shuzhao helped An Ran sit down. An Ran looked in the bronze mirror, as if he was in his early thirties, and fell into silence.

It had been a long time since I had seen this look. An Ran touched her face and looked at it carefully.

Maybe it's a year, or maybe it's just a day and a night. This dream is too long after all.

"Aunt, the eldest prince is dissolute. He did something wrong and was demoted to the ancient mountain by the emperor just a few years ago. How can he be worthy of such a high position?"

An Ran and Shu Zhao looked at each other in the mirror and already understood what they wanted to say.

Yun Chenzhan and An Jia wanted to support the second prince.

"Hey, the emperor lived a wise life, but he was bewitched by a traitor and obsessed with immortality. I tried to dissuade him several times, but he only wanted to take medicine."

All the memories of the past few years flooded into An Ran's mind, right and wrong. At this moment, it made people sigh.

"Concubine, can I play in the mud for a while?" The second prince Yun Shulan appeared in the palace.

The second prince has just turned five years old now. Looking at the young child, An Ran has an even greater headache. How can such a young child be worthy of such a big responsibility?

In the past, for the benefit and glory of the family, she would have helped Shu Lan become the new emperor without hesitation.

But she has seen all the prosperity in her dream, and she no longer dares to gamble with the country's future and the people's happiness.

An Ran thought that that dream must have inspired her something.

Why doesn't she give it a try? For women, for the people, and for the country...