Holding an ordinary script, pretending to be a god in various worlds

Ling Xiao smiled, but his words pierced people's hearts. "I don't dare to go with you. I'm afraid you'll stab me to death."

Yan Xun was shocked and asked quickly, "Why do you think so?"

"Because I've thought about doing this!" Ling Xiao said as a matter of course.

Before he could finish his words, the wooden window was suddenly opened with great force, just hitting the left side of Yan Xun's face.

The smiling beauty in the carriage looked at him with a mocking gaze. Yan Xun felt a sharp pain on his face, and the burning pain radiated from his skin and flesh.

Yan Xun knew without even looking that his face was swollen, and he was filled with rage yet couldn't vent it out.

If she is really the daughter of that person and is hostile to Concubine Yan's faction, I must not act rashly.

Otherwise... A hint of fear flashed across Yan Xun's eyes.

The current emperor is a cold-blooded monster, and the Yan family will definitely be buried with her.

Another person came riding over, lowered his head and asked Ling Xiao to get out of the car and rest, breaking the silence.

Yan Xun said awkwardly, "You're joking," and turned to leave. The next second, his eyes darkened and his heart was filled with humiliation.

The system sighed, "The male protagonist of this original world line is really a hypocrite."

"Hahahaha" Ling Xiao sneered a few times, "I know this kind of person best. They are generous and kind as long as it doesn't hurt their own interests. Once they are offended, they wish to grind the person to ashes."

The system nodded and asked casually, "How do you know so much?"

"Because I am that kind of person." Ling Xiao was not ashamed but proud of it.

The system understood that this was a showdown between a vicious woman and a hypocritical man.

From Jinling to the capital, the carriage team passed through several cities. They did not stop and only sent people to replenish food and water. Ling Xiao ate well and slept well along the way.

Governor Zhao did not dare to neglect Ling Xiao. He searched the mansion for good things and stuffed them into the convoy without any reservation to ensure that no one would suffer.

The closer they got to the capital, the more Yan Xun acted, showing tenderness and compromise from time to time. If Ling Xiao didn't despise beauty, if she were a real girl, she would have surrendered long ago.

On this day, "Miss, we have arrived in the capital"

Ling Xiao looked up at the towering city walls of Beijing, his eyes full of interest.

………………

“She really said that.”

The kneeling man was sweating profusely, his forehead touching the cold floor, and he tried his best to calm down and answer:

"The princess said that if she wanted to enter the palace, she had to be worshipped by all officials, be famous throughout the world, and be a famous lady."

The person who spoke was uneasy. These words were too much. His Majesty was not a soft-hearted person.

There was laughter from above, the emperor laughed out loud, tears came out of his eyes, "It turns out that this temper is more like me, not Yue'er"

The emperor was very moved and turned around to ask, "Does the princess look like me?", because Zhao Rui swore that the princess looked very much like her parents - he didn't dare to say that Ling Xiao didn't look like her father.

It is unlucky if a son is not like his father.

"Exactly the same as the late queen," the person who spoke said in a stunned tone.

The person who was sent by the emperor to pick up his beloved daughter must of course be his confidant who had been by his side for many years and was also very familiar with Empress Zhangde.

Having witnessed all the grievances and entanglements of the past, and seeing that face appear again, how can I not sigh.

The emperor's smile froze, and he asked in disbelief, "Does she look like Yue'er?"

"I dare not speak falsely"

After the visitor left, the emperor still sat in his seat without moving. When the lights came on, the palace maid who was changing the candles was shocked to find that the emperor was already in tears.

On the second day, the emperor held a banquet and told his attendants, "I am very happy. Please invite all the ministers, princes, princes and princesses of the royal family to the palace to enjoy the feast with me."

Everyone who received the summons was horrified, because in the past decade or so, except for three festivals and two birthdays, the emperor had never invited anyone to hold a palace banquet.

The emperor is such a cold-blooded and bloodthirsty person, I'm afraid this is not a good thing.

Everyone was feeling uneasy, and the princes from the royal family were as frightened as quails.

Let me put it this way, the late emperor was very fertile. He had a total of twenty-five sons and thirteen princesses, and now there are eight living men and women!

It can't be that the father killed his son, so what happened to so many princes' daughters? Well, you have the idea, right?

His Majesty is a strong believer in gender equality in some aspects.

Someone suppressed his fear and stuffed money into the eunuch's hand, and then asked carefully, "How is your Majesty feeling these days?"

The eunuch looked at him strangely and said in a deep voice, "Of course it's great. His Majesty's decree said that he wants to have fun with the nobles."

The person asking the question smiled a smile uglier than crying: Let's have fun together. I'm afraid they will kill us to make His Majesty happy.

Unlike these people, the Duke of Yan's Mansion and Concubine Yan in the palace all knew clearly what the emperor meant by this move.

They already knew that Empress Zhangde had another daughter, and she seemed to have discovered something and targeted the Yan family.

"Everyone knows that your Majesty and the late Queen were on good terms. We have a clear conscience before your Majesty."

Duke Yan gritted his teeth and slammed the table. He spoke very firmly, but his hands in his sleeves were shaking uncontrollably.

Yan Xun said nothing. In his opinion, His Majesty was not a foolish king, no matter how much he loved Empress Zhangde and treated her daughter well.

The Crown Prince is also the son of Concubine Yan. Even for the sake of the Crown Prince, His Majesty will not do anything to the Yan family. After all, the country is more important.

Besides, the mistake Concubine Yan made back then was not a big one. The Yan family has respected Empress Zhangde and offered sacrifices to her every year for so many years. Isn’t that enough?

"Well, His Majesty will definitely introduce the princess to the banquet tomorrow, so we just need to be careful."

As soon as Yan Xun finished speaking, the girl in green clothes next to him showed dissatisfaction and muttered:

"What princess? You are just a bastard without a title. My cousin is the apple of your majesty's eye."

"Shut up!" Lady Yanguogong scolded her daughter harshly. Seeing that her daughter was still unwilling to accept the offer, she shed tears and pointed at her and said:

"What do you know? In the past, Empress Zhangde was the most powerful person in the harem. If she hadn't died early, your cousin would have been aborted alive."

What Lady Yan did not say was that Concubine Yan's pregnancy with Jingning was shameful in itself, and it was also one of the reasons why Empress Zhangde died of depression.

The girl was startled and nodded while crying.

Compared to them, Concubine Yan was relatively calm. "Times have changed. I am the mother of the Crown Prince. Your Majesty will not be offended by the words of a child alone."

And she really didn't do anything back then. She just quietly helped when others framed Empress Zhangde for having an affair, and then helped them clean up the mess afterwards.

Who could have thought that the Queen would be so hot-tempered that she quarreled with His Majesty and gave birth to the child outside.

As for the fact that the empress slept with the emperor during this period and she became pregnant with Jingning, it was only natural. She was also his majesty's legitimate concubine.

The fifth day of the eighth lunar month is auspicious for marriages, sacrifices, and burials, but not for planting or traveling.

The emperor held a grand banquet.