After Traveling Ten Years, I Came Home Again

In the fifth year of Jianxi's reign, an urgent report suddenly came from the palace. Imperial concubine Yan gives birth to a princess , the emperor was overjoyed, granted amnesty to the world, and prayed for the noble concubine and the newborn princess. Under this enviable favor, the streets inside and outside the palace were decorated with lights and colors to celebrate. People are talking one after another that the post has been vacant for a long time, and now they are afraid that it will soon be taken. At the same time, there are also old rumors quietly spreading among the people. It is said that the imperial concubine was born in the countryside. When the emperor was still in the Eastern Palace, she was assassinated outside and was rescued by the imperial concubine. Thanks to this saving grace, we have the supreme grace we have today. It is said that the imperial concubine was extremely beautiful and had unparalleled music, so she was blessed by the emperor. Even the emperor's brother Jing Wang was interested in her. It was precisely because of this beauty that the emperor coaxed the emperor to depose the queen and kill her son, and promoted her to the sixth palace. It is said that the imperial concubine and the late Princess Jing are very similar in appearance. There were rumors in the past that the imperial concubine and the late Princess Jing were basically the same person. . Behind the heavy curtains, the imperial concubine lay quietly with her eyes closed, like a lifeless and beautiful jade statue. The baby was crying heartbreakingly in his ears. The young emperor was holding the baby in his arms and walking around, patting and coaxing her. The baby princess had not yet opened her eyes. She was relying on instinct to wave her little hands as hard as she could, leaning forward and struggling in the direction of her mother. "Don't you even want to look at her?" In the endless void, Yan Xiao slowly opened his eyes. Her daughter's cry, the emperor's questioning, the footsteps coming from outside the curtain... All the sounds fell on her ears, as if separated by an invisible barrier, hazy and misty, sometimes near and sometimes far away. "I don't know..." Yan Xiao said in a daze. There were tears rolling down the corners of her eyes, soaking her long black eyelashes, but she didn't know it at all. So tired. She thought vaguely. She wants to go home. In the tenth year of time travel, Yan Xiao thought this way for the umpteenth time. - She wants to go home. Purpose: Socialism is good