The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

Yan Xingchen heard the emperor's hearty laughter, which did not contain any anger or blame. He felt relieved and his voice returned to its usual calm tone: "In fact, it was this thing that gave me the courage to confess to the emperor..."

She took out an exquisite wooden box from her sleeve and held it above her head with both hands.

Eunuch Qi hurried over, bent down, took the wooden box and presented it to his master.

The corner of his eye still fell on Yan Xingchen's face: Oh, hehe, Lady Yan is actually a girl!

This was the nth time he had sighed in his heart. Fortunately, his master was a wise ruler, otherwise such a delicate girl would have been beheaded.

But is Lord Yan really so delicate?

No! Eunuch Qi was close enough to see it clearly with his peripheral vision.

The girl was bare-faced, without any makeup, and her face was full of the color of weather and frost. Her skin was dark due to the sun, with spots and spots, like the marks of time. Although her eyes were clear and bright, the area around her eyes was dark, showing that she had not slept for a long time, and her fatigue could not be concealed.

She was tall and thin, and looked even more empty in her official uniform. Too thin!

Thinking about the past year or so, she has traveled all over the world, writing day and night, forgetting to eat and sleep, and almost in a state of self-forgetfulness.

Seeing this, Eunuch Qi wanted to go to the imperial kitchen and get some food to nourish Lord Yan... Just as he was thinking about it, he heard his master order, "Youen, go and serve the meal. It's time. I want to have a meal with Lord Yan."

Eunuch Qi smiled and replied, "Yes." He felt warm in his heart and walked out of the imperial study happily.

Hey, our family and the master are of the same mind!

Yan Xingchen knelt down and kowtowed, "I dare not!"

Were they not beheaded but still eating together? Could this be the last meal?

Emperor Mingde also found that his ministers had lost a lot of weight compared to before. They must have worked day and night and toiled hard while running around collecting materials, which resulted in their emaciated bodies.

He took out an inkstone from the wooden box presented by Yan Xingchen. He stroked the edge of the inkstone with his fingertips, and felt that it was as smooth as jade and as delicate as fat, with a faint sense of coolness.

There are still traces of ink on the inkstone, which seems to have the fragrance of time.

Looking down again, I saw that the texture of the inkstone was like the undulating mountains and rivers, and like the rushing of rivers. The mountains and rivers were surrounded by clouds and mist, and the ink color was deep, as if it contained the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Even though he was an emperor, he couldn't help but sigh: "This thing is really a rare treasure."

Yan Xingchen replied respectfully, "My Lord, this inkstone is called 'Hong'an Qiubai', and it was passed down from my great-grandfather. When I returned to Beijing the day before yesterday, I suddenly saw this item on my desk. I just realized that someone had already known my true identity..."

She confessed this because she was forced into a desperate situation. Otherwise, the implications would be so wide that she dared not gamble.

Young Master’s Mansion, Tinglan Courtyard.

Shi Anxia was flipping through the pages of a book, waiting for her husband to come back and have dinner together.

Ye Baoer dozed off at her feet and snored.

A white dog was curled up in its arms, and two cats, one black and one white, were curled up in front of its head, all of them were sleeping.

After a while, Cen Yuan came in with the autumn air, breaking the silence in the room.

The rain was continuous and wet my clothes, making them half wet but not quite wet.

"My husband is back." Shi Anxia stood up to greet him.

Ye Baoer was woken up, looked at his master lazily, and wagged his tail symbolically. The little white dog also wagged its tail, but did not move.

The cat meowed twice as a greeting.

Bei Hui followed into the house and greeted with a smile, "Quick, all the cats and dogs, come out."

The cats and dogs were too lazy to pay attention to her and didn't even move.

Shi Anxia laughed, "Now I really can't shout anymore."

Bei Hui poured hot water into the copper basin and washed the young master's hands.

Shi Anxia was afraid that he would catch a cold, so she asked him to change his wet clothes quickly.

She took out a newly made gown from the cabinet. The material was top-grade satin, warm to the touch and shiny like the moonlight. The satin was woven with dark patterns, giving it an air of nobility.

The robe is well-cut, with smooth shoulders, a slightly narrow waist and a wide hem. The lining is lined with soft velvet, which makes it look noble and warm.

Cen Yuan didn't care what he wore, but his wife did. In the past few years, she bought him a lot of clothes wherever she went.

The couple had their meal in Tinglan Courtyard and their meal was simple.

Cen Yuan brought back a message, "Mrs. Yan went to report herself. Your 'Hong'an Qiubai' scared her a lot."

Shi Anxia said, "In fact, I didn't think of it before. Lord Yan and the Huo Shiwu family have some indirect relatives."

In her previous life, Yan Xingchen resumed her status as a female official after the Northern Wing War. She was the first female official in the history of the Northern Wing, and her real name was Ding Yongyan.

Yan Xingchen was the name her mentor had given her. Even after Empress Dowager Huizheng pardoned her for deceiving the emperor and made her a court lady, everyone still called her "Lady Yan" out of habit.

Moreover, she had never revealed her relationship with Ding Yongmei, the mistress of the Huaiyang Marquis's Mansion, so Shi Anxia did not know the truth.

It was not until this life that Huo Shiwu appeared in Shi Anxia's life too early and was beaten, which inadvertently involved a series of secrets of the Ding family. Shi Anxia suddenly associated the two names Ding Yongmei and Ding Yongshan with the idea that Yan Xingchen's name was Ding Yongyan, and he was probably also a descendant of the Ding family in Zhanzhou.

Moreover, it is already proven that "Hong'an Qiubai" finally fell into the hands of Lord Yan in the previous life.

At that time, Lord Yan spent many years looking for the "Hong'an Qiubai" inherited from his family.

In this life, Shi Anxia got "Hong'an Qiubai" back without much effort, because "Hong'an Qiubai" actually fell into Fang Yuchu's hands.

Shi Anxia took the goodies and exchanged them for "Hong'an Qiubai" from Mr. Fang, and said all the nice things he could, and finally fulfilled Yan Xingchen's wish early.

Shi Anxia felt that the time had come, and the gold medal of immunity from death that he had obtained earlier would basically be useless. Now that Emperor Mingde was enlightened, he had abolished the system of collective punishment, and he valued talents, so he would never punish Yan Xingchen for deceiving the emperor.

Lord Yan worked in the Northern Propaganda Department, so Shi Anxia asked her brother Shi Yunqi to take the "Hong'an Qiubai" inkstone and quietly put it on Lord Yan's desk to remind her to quickly report to Emperor Mingde.

In the imperial study, Yan Xingchen bowed and said, "My real name is Ding Yongyan, and I am a descendant of the Ding family of Zhanzhou. My ancestor is the literary master Ding Chengen."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Mingde looked solemn and sat up straight, asking, "Mr. Ding?"

It should be noted that Emperor Mingde learned literature in his early years and was mostly inspired by Ding Chengen's works. He highly praised his articles and felt a natural respect for him.

Ding Yongyan's cheeks burned hot, and he was ashamed. He whispered, "That's right. I am extremely ashamed. My Ding family has been declining since my great-grandfather's generation, and the talent in the family has dwindled. However, because my ancestor was a literary master, the family members all think highly of themselves and look down on the common people. However, they have only empty reputations, and their hands are low and their eyes are high, which eventually led to the decline of the family."

Emperor Mingde nodded slightly when he heard this, and understood clearly: "There is no talent among the men in the clan, and it is forbidden for women to have talent."

When Ding Yongyan saw that the emperor revealed the sadness in her heart in an instant, she couldn't help but burst into tears.