If you keep making noise, I won’t stand it anymore!

The music of stringed instruments had long been stopped, and everyone in the hall looked at each other, simply staring, without anyone speaking, and the atmosphere was stagnant for a moment.

Haha, Meixiang narrowed her eyes and laughed secretly. It’s only been two days and some people are already unable to hold back?

In this huge palace, if you say that without any help, Luo Li'er and her servant could avoid the guards and maids and walk into the main hall, few people would believe it.

So, who is standing behind this?

And in this silent game, whoever loses the most will lose first.

This person jumped out quickly.

The censor named Chen, who had received repeated hints from the Second Prince, was the first to speak out: "On such a happy day, why is your Majesty doing this? Is there anything that cannot be said in a peaceful manner?"

Madam? Interesting? Self-proclaimed? Meixiang's narrowed eyes lit up and she suddenly became energetic. Is the show about to begin?

Luo Li'er, who had been waiting at the bottom of the stairs, was also shocked when she heard this. She quickly took the ladder that was handed to her and cried before she could say anything.

"Woooooooo..."

"Your Majesty, please feel free to speak out if you have anything to say. All the old clan leaders are here today and will definitely make the decision for you." The censor named Chen stiffened his neck and spoke bluntly, as if he was the god of justice who presided over the world and took care of all the injustices in the world.

"That's right, just tell me what you have to say." Another person stood up and expressed his support.

He quietly waved his hand to stop Wang the eunuch from speaking. The emperor now realized that these people came prepared today.

I have not been able to find out the identity of Luo Li'er, and I wanted to let her stay in the palace for a while longer. Now it seems...

The emperor quietly moved his body towards the queen, and with his left hand, hidden under his sleeve, he held the beautiful woman's hand.

The beautiful woman struggled a few times, but seeing there was no hope of escape, she followed him.

"Wow," Luo Li'er wiped away her tears, and with her swollen eyes she looked at the emperor sitting at the top with deep affection, and then she said hesitantly: "Your Majesty, my Lords, I had no choice but to do this today."

"I have been in the palace for more than ten years, but the number of times I have seen the emperor can be counted on one hand, and I have no one to rely on. Today, I only ask the Queen to have mercy on me for the sake of our status as a woman. "

As they spoke, the master and servant knelt down on the spot, with their heads bowed to the ground. Their slightly arched bodies, coupled with their sobbing, looked even more pitiful and aroused sympathy.

Oh, is this considered a disaster that comes from the sky when you are sitting at home? Seeing that everyone's eyes shifted from the master and servant kneeling on the ground to herself, the beautiful woman was speechless.

If Luo Li'er hadn't come to the palace today, she would have forgotten about this person. Besides, today was only her third day back in the capital, and she was still busy with work, so how could she have the time to bother Luo Li'er?

The beautiful woman was so angry that she was speechless. How could this really be an opportunity to force the emperor to abdicate? The blood in her heart kept surging, and the beautiful woman couldn't help but refute it.

The emperor squeezed her hand promptly, signaling her not to pay attention and to wait and see what other tricks they had yet to come up with.

The atmosphere stagnated again, and the only sound in the hall was Luo Li'er's low sobbing.

The political system of the Haoyue Dynasty did not completely continue the three-province and six-bureau system of the Tang Dynasty. Instead, the four major families headed by the Wang family, Chu, Situ, and Feng jointly ruled the world.

Wang family: in charge of culture, in charge of the world;

Chu Family - in charge of divination and the Ministry of Rites;

Situ family - in charge of military affairs, in charge of the Ministry of War;

Feng Family - in charge of money and the Ministry of Revenue.

What is this? Just because I slept for a while, I inexplicably traveled to a parallel dimension?

How is the me in that dimension now? Is I dead or have I just exchanged bodies with the original owner? And do my family members know about my situation now? I thought of the old man at home who was still wise with white hair, my parents who were obviously worried but never interfered too much with me, my teachers, classmates... and the graduation trip around the world that I had been planning for two years.

This was the scene that Liu Meihua and Liu Baolai saw: a thin little girl was sitting on a stone in the yard, supporting her cheek with one hand and shaking a willow branch with the other, her eyes staring straight at a certain place and muttering to herself non-stop.

Liu Meihua and Liu Baolai looked at each other, with a hint of doubt in their eyes.

"You are so lucky, you are not dead, are you?"

"Are you so frightened this time that you haven't dared to go out for these days?"

Liu Meixiang turned around with a slightly unhappy look at the person who came. She was wearing a light yellow skirt and had two hanging buns on her head with two small silver hairpins inserted in each bun. She had a small round face with some baby fat, but unfortunately, the high head and the pair of inverted triangle eyes completely destroyed the girl's delicate beauty.

Meixiang turned her gaze and saw a little boy two steps behind the girl. He was about 7 or 8 years old, wearing a grey cotton robe and standing with his back straight. His eyes inadvertently met Meixiang's. Meixiang was stunned by the faint admiration revealed in his eyes.

"Haha", this is quite interesting. Maybe my time-travel journey won't be as boring as I imagined.

"I'm asking you a question, why do you look like that? Do you want to get beaten again?" Liu Meihua said while waving her little fist.

"Second sister," the little boy called Liu Meihua softly, and bowed to Meixiang.

"Miss."

Liu Meixiang nodded slightly to the little boy, then turned to the little girl.

"If you have anything to say, please tell me. My head still hurts."

Liu Meihua and her brother were both stunned when they heard this, and looked at her with disbelief.

"What is the problem?"

The two shook their heads in unison and immediately realized something was wrong. Liu Meihua was the first to react.

"Ah, how come you can speak? Aren't you a dumb fool?"

"You came here today just to see if I can speak?"

"Of course not. I came to tell you that we are going to move to the capital soon. Listen carefully, we are going to the capital. It's us - Daddy, my mom, my brother and me. My mom also said that when we get to the capital, she will ask a human trafficker to buy me an obedient little girl, as well as beautiful clothes and fragrant rouge."

"oh......."

"Little idiot, did you hear me clearly? It's us, not you and your sick and dying mother."

"Can you say that again!"

Meixiang's aura changed and her eyes became sharp.

“Wow, wow, wow…”

Liu Meihua was so frightened that she burst into tears. She turned around and ran towards her yard, shaking. She accidentally tripped over a stone on the road, but she didn't care about the pain and got up and continued running away. The little boy timidly bowed to Meixiang and hurriedly followed her.

Meihua's gaze followed the brother and sister, watching them turn a corner and disappear. She then turned her head to look in the direction behind her and continued to be in a daze.

Why couldn't you hold back just now? Was it because you heard the words "your sick and dying mother"?

It seemed that at the moment when she released her aura, at least five gazes fell on her. Meixiang knew that two of them were from her beautiful mother and Aunt Liu, two were from the direction of the study, and one... Meixiang looked towards the tallest tree in the yard not far away.

Someone on the tree suddenly froze and almost fell off the tree.

Meihua smiled faintly and retracted her gaze.

There was actually such a study hidden in the dilapidated courtyard of the beautiful mother. It was filled with books and it seemed that there was no end to the books. Meixiang paid special attention to it at the beginning out of curiosity. It seemed that the book she had just finished reading the night before would be replaced with a new one early the next morning. There were classics, history, poetry, chess, calligraphy and painting. Because Meixiang focused on reading history books, there were the most history books in the study. Some of them were so fascinating that she could hardly read them at first sight. Maybe they were some kind of collector's edition.

As for Meiren Niang and Aunt Liu, Meixiang was not confident that she would be exactly the same as before after waking up, but they did not show any surprise about her sudden change, as if it was supposed to be this way.

From the original owner's memory, we know that although the beautiful mother has been ill, she has never been in a life-threatening situation. The uninterrupted supply of books, the priceless writing instruments, the zither that looks as good as new no matter how many times its strings have broken, and the faint smell of ginseng on the beautiful mother's body, all of these things are telling us that this seemingly ordinary courtyard is not as simple as it seems.

What is the identity of the beautiful mother? What secrets does she have?

Meixiang let her thoughts drift further and further away...