Transmigrated into the daughter of the prime minister, and thrived in space

To the west of Kunning Palace is Yilan Garden.

Under the dim candlelight, the thorny golden fruits are like winter elves, standing proudly in the cold winter.

Her slender jade fingers brushed across the fruit gently and softly.

"Ouch!"

The eldest princess' finger was pricked and a drop of blood oozed out from the fingertip.

Suddenly, the maids knelt on the ground, trembling with fear.

The eldest princess slowly raised her hand, placed her fingertips on her lips, sucked them lightly, and a faint smile appeared on her face.

Turning around, he saw the maids kneeling on the ground. His smile faded away, and his eyes were filled with cruelty. He asked coldly, "Why are you kneeling? Why are you trembling? Am I a ghost?"

The corners of the eldest princess' lips twitched, and she kicked the maids down one by one, panting: "Ming'er is afraid of me, and you are afraid of me too. I love him so... so much, why are you afraid of me, why don't you love me?!"

As he spoke, he grabbed the thorny fruit in his hand. The hard thorns pierced his palm, and blood flowed out, dripping onto the dead leaves of the datura flower, and fell tremblingly into the crack in the ground.

The eldest princess stared in a trance, as if she saw the young man biting his lip and leaving blood all over the floor.

The boy was shirtless and forced to kneel on the ground.

She leaned over and looked at him, her eyes full of pity and love, she pulled up his arm and placed it between her lips.

She kissed him gently, from the back of his hand to his upper arm and then to his neck.

The boy was trembling, blood oozing from the corners of his lips and dripping down his jaw.

Hatred surged in her heart like a tide, rushing to her eyes and dyeing them bloodshot.

She suddenly grabbed the mandala on the ground, turned it over and threw it around.

"Bang bang bang!"

The pot was broken, the branches were broken, and the soil was flying.

Si Wenming seemed to sense something and suddenly shuddered. His body trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes were filled with complex emotions, including fear, nausea, and hatred.

Yu Xiaoqiao knocked on the door, heard no response, and walked in.

I saw him clenching his fists, biting the corners of his lips, and his face turned pale and blue.

Yu Xiaoqiao was startled, and ran a few steps to him, put her hand on his forehead, and asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Si Wenming pulled her hand off and held it tightly.

Yu Xiaoqiao couldn't help but let out an "ah", and Si Wenming came back to his senses.

He hurriedly pulled Yu Xiaoqiao's hand to check, his voice a little frightened, "Did it hurt?"

Yu Xiaoqiao shook her head slightly.

Si Wenming hugged Yu Xiaoqiao around the waist, rested his head on her abdomen, and rubbed it gently.

Yu Xiaoqiao stroked his head and said softly, "Don't be afraid!"

The next day, Si Wenming felt better and Si Wenxin took him back to the Si Mansion.

Yu Xiaomo has woken up, but there are still many problems.

"Sister, hurry... hurry and take a look!" Yu Chuxiao ran with sweat all over his head and panting like a cow.

Yu Xiaoqiao shrugged and stamped her feet: "What's wrong?"

"The tree... is on fire!" Yu Chuxiao pointed his finger upwards and stammered.

When Yu Xiaoqiao arrived, the fire had already been put out by the servants in the mansion. Several people wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads, carried buckets of water, and stood in a circle around the tree.

A not very big tree had turned completely black and was emitting thick smoke.

It turned out that Yu Xiaomo just pointed his finger lightly, and a flame shot out from his fingertips, burning the tree.

Yu Xiaomo stood beside Yu Chuwan with his head down, like a child who had done something wrong.

In the past few days, Yu Xiaomo would hang old wood on the tree, burn Chu Xiao's hair until it started to smoke, gather fallen leaves into long dragons and fly all over the yard, and...

Yu Xiaoqiao touched his head and comforted him, "It's okay, it's just that the power in your body suddenly awakened and you can't control it all of a sudden, it will get better slowly."

"There are many witchcraft books at home. I secretly hid a few of them when I rescued my brother-in-law Si a few days ago. If you study hard, you will be able to control yourself." Yu Chuxiao pulled him and said as they walked.

Yu Xiaomo pursed his lips, nodded seriously, and said "hmm".

"But when you can use it freely, you must teach me. Deal?" Yu Chuxiao covered his mouth and whispered.

Yu Xiaomo nodded deeply.

"Fire comes...water goes, wind rises...thunder sounds." Yu Chuxiao gestured excitedly.

Yu Xiaoqiao looked at the two of them jumping around and smiled slightly.

The missing family affection in the previous life was redeemed in Daxin.

Lao Mu looked at Yu Xiaoqiao from afar and thought: It's a good thing you traveled through time and space, with both body and soul. Kun Ya can't figure out what went wrong no matter how hard he tried, otherwise this old dog of mine would really go crazy!

I sighed: How many dangers will we encounter in this vast world, and how many disasters will we survive? Hey! Where is Feng Xuenuo? Is she here too?

Royal study room.

"Recently, Prince Su and Marquis Wennan have been bothering me a lot in my residence. Thank you for your hard work!" The emperor sat on the armchair by the window, crossed his hands, and spoke slowly.

Yu Wenrui stood at the side and bowed, "Your Majesty, you have been very kind to me. It is all thanks to your great grace that you two are safe and sound. It is a blessing for your Majesty and for the people of Daxin!"

"What do you think about the matter of the poisonous heart-eating butterfly?" The emperor asked quietly, squinting his eyes and looking out the window.

Yu Wenrui's expression tensed up, he raised his head slightly and glanced at the emperor, then slowly replied: "The Northern Frontier General is aiming at Marquis Wennan, and even my daughter. I'm afraid it's like Xiang Zhuang dancing with a sword, aiming at the court."

"I'm afraid they're aiming for the throne...someone can't hold back anymore." The emperor raised his eyebrows slightly, patted his thigh lightly with his right hand, and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

When I heard Rui, he lowered his head and dared not say anything.

"Just keep trying. A scab will eventually pop up, and a horse will eventually want to cross the ditch." The emperor looked at Yu Wenrui meaningfully, continued to look out the window, and said lightly.

Yu Wenrui added: "Everything is under the control of the emperor, and he will not be able to escape from the circle."

The emperor smiled, coughed lightly, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The emperor seemed to be used to seeing this and was not surprised at all. He slowly took out a handkerchief and wiped it clean.

Yu Wenrui was shocked, knelt down, and begged, "Your Majesty, although Daxin is strong, other countries are also struggling. We are facing internal and external troubles and crises everywhere! You are the ballast stone and stabilizer of Daxin. Please take care of your body!"

"It can still hold on for a few more years. There's enough time to train a wise ruler for Daxin." The emperor forced a bitter smile and waved his hand gently, motioning Yu Wenrui to stand up.

Yu Wenrui secretly wiped the corners of his eyes, bowed and said: "This old minister will do his utmost and die for you!"

"I am very pleased to have such a minister. Daxin is mine, and I am also Daxin. So are you! You will definitely protect this country for our ancestors." The emperor looked at him deeply.

After saying this, the emperor stood up and put his hand on Yu Wenrui's shoulder, exerting a little force, "Don't be too heavy, I'm fine for the time being. In a few days, it will be the Queen Mother's birthday, and I'll ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs to take good care of it."

Yu Wenrui replied "Yes", bowed and left.

The emperor sat back in his armchair and continued looking out the window. He saw a sparrow jumping on the eaves.

A gust of wind blew, and the sparrow flapped its wings and flew away.

The sparrow flew swayingly in the cold wind and flew into the main hall of Shangqingzhai Lan, looking at the people in the hall like human beings.

It feels so good to have survived the disaster, and it feels so great to be back in the classroom!

Si Wenming had not arrived today, but Li Lingyan was already sitting in his seat with a bright and energetic look.

Yu Xiaoqiao sat by the window, listening carefully to the teacher's lecture with a smile on her face.

Even when she returned to Shangqingzhai last night and heard Xiao Qingdai, Fang Zhiling and Chu Caiwei whispering and slandering her, she was still in a good mood with a smile on her face.

Fang Zhiling threw a few copper coins onto the long table, shook her head seriously and said, "It's very bad! Yu Xiaoqiao must be the cause of trouble, and Master Si will be in great danger as well."