After the Emperor Started Raising Me Online

The Emperor of Chen in the Northern Dynasty was born brave and fierce, with a mercurial temper. Before he had even turned twenty, his reputation for cruelty had spread throughout the land.

One day, the Emperor of Chen injured one eye on the battlefield. When he awoke, he felt something was strange about his eyes.

The imperial physician was summoned to the tent. He was halfway through taking the Emperor's pulse when the ruler beside him spoke with an almost amused smile:

"I don't know why, but these eyes of mine can see ghosts and monsters. Do you have a remedy, my dear subject?"

"Th-this..." The imperial physician was so startled he nearly fell over. He hurriedly prostrated himself and begged forgiveness. "Your Majesty's eyes are no longer poisoned. With a little rest, they should recover. This old servant truly can't find... any other ailment..."

"So, according to you, I should find myself a Daoist priest?"

The imperial physician pressed his forehead to the ground, not daring to answer.

"Enough. Find someone who can catch ghosts. If they can't, I'll wipe out your entire clan."

Only after the imperial physician had scrambled away to find someone did the Emperor of Chen turn his gaze to the 'ghost' before him.

Strange customs and local ways appeared before him in succession, all fixed in a single capital city.

Qin Yihuai was born into nobility. Her mother was Princess Pingning, and her father was a Grand Tutor of the First Rank.

By all rights, Qin Yihuai should have had a life of ease and luxury, showered with affection.

Unfortunately, her parents had secretly been lovers... They broke up, then each started a family of their own...

She was raised at a country estate until she was twelve. Qin Yihuai grew more and more beautiful, with a delicate, willowy figure and a graceful charm in every movement.

The princess could no longer keep her hidden, so she had no choice but to send someone to take her to her maternal grandfather's home, the Marquis of Dingyuan's estate. She figured she would simply marry her off to some minor household.

Just after Qin Yihuai, whose father and mother were officially unknown, had packed her things and set out, she was met with neglect from the marquis's household.

No family members came to receive her. No maid accompanied her. Not even a stewardess with so much as a little standing was there to look after her.

The Marquis of Dingyuan's estate was a hundred li away, yet the vehicle sent to fetch her wasn't even a proper carriage. It was a small, swaying gray sedan chair, accompanied by a few ill-mannered underlings...

Question: [Your Majesty, what would you do?]

The Emperor of Chen looked impatiently at the question that had appeared before him. "Kill them."

As soon as the words left his mouth, on the other side...

Qin Yihuai, who had always been sweet-tempered and delicate, and spoke in a soft voice, suddenly took a step forward against her will and slapped the head underling hard across the face!

"What are you people, to think you can come and receive this auntie?"

After her sharp rebuke, the beautiful young woman disdainfully wiped her hand with a handkerchief and said flatly:

"Get back there and tell my mother to come receive me herself."

The underling had been caught off guard by the slap. When he heard Qin Yihuai mention the princess, he was so terrified that he nearly wet himself and hurriedly led the others back.

After hitting him, Qin Yihuai came back to her senses and took two steps back, secretly clutching her aching palm, her heart full of unease...

Why had she suddenly stopped being in control of herself...? Was she sleepwalking in broad daylight?

Listening to the young woman's thoughts as he watched the 'ghost' put on a show, the Emperor of Chen merely curled his lips lazily.

This was rather interesting.

Theme: Saving each other