My bad words were heard by all the civil and military officials in the court

He didn't notice at all the trembling legs of Miss Sanchun beside him, who wanted to kneel down immediately, and the suspicion and fear on her face.

How could Your Majesty be the duckling brought back by Lord Ye?

How could he have been on errands outside with Lord Ye for more than three months? This, this, this... is simply outrageous.

Besides, Your Majesty has been missing for so long, isn't there chaos in the palace?

Also, didn’t Lord Ye recognize that the little duck she was talking about was His Majesty?

Madam Sanchun felt that she had discovered a lot of things. Her mind was in a mess for a moment and she could only use one ear to listen carefully to the movements around her.

"You're not sick, so you..."

Emperor Jingming put down Ye Shengxin's hand and glanced at Madam Sanchun, the person he had wanted to verify his guess by showing her true appearance since he knew she was born in the palace.

He exhaled heavily.

He then looked away and looked deeply at the minister in front of him who was in cahoots with him.

Suddenly, a feeling of powerlessness arose from the bottom of my heart.

"Shengxin, let me ask you, if one day you are of noble status and cannot do anything impolite, but somehow you do a lot of things by mistake, what would you do?"

Ye Shengxin thought about the scene and didn't care about it. "It's done. Who doesn't have a few embarrassing things in life?"

"If I can't get over this hurdle because I feel ashamed, and I keep torturing myself in my heart, isn't that just adding suffering to suffering?"

"Little Duck, you have to believe this. A true hero never looks back at the past. We only look to the future. Anyway, there will definitely be more embarrassing things waiting for us in the future."

Emperor Jingming: ...

I thought it was some wise saying, he even sent someone to get the little notebook, but this is the result?

Madam Sanchun frowned and asked, "Is Lord Ye trying to comfort His Majesty?"

Aren't you afraid of causing His Majesty to become psychologically unbalanced and punish her?

"What you said makes some sense." Emperor Jingming rubbed his fingers together, sighed and laughed, "Thinking about the future, although it may be tragic, I feel much better."

"Yeah, so, you have to learn to deceive yourself. If you deceive yourself into a good mood, everything will go well."

Madam Sanchun: ...wrong logic, heresy and wrong logic!

"By the way, Xiaoya, what's the matter that brought you to me?" Ye Shengxin suddenly remembered this.

Emperor Jingming glanced at the silent Sanchun Lady again and said in a light voice: "Nothing."

Emperor Jingming was fine, and Ye Shengxin was in a good mood. He called Dongshi to arrange dinner. After the meal was served, the servant who went to call Zhang Xiangyun to come for dinner reported that Master Zhang had just left the mansion and said he wanted to go back to the Zhang Mansion.

Ye Xingxin was a little worried: "Did he bring anyone with him when he went back?"

The servant nodded: "Yes, he is an attendant who came with Master Zhang."

With his followers, Ye Xingxin ignored the matter and finished the dinner quietly with Emperor Jingming.

Before leaving, Emperor Jingming suddenly stopped and asked in surprise:

"Don't worry. If someone caused you to suffer and leave behind a long and dark history that might be criticized and controversial, but it led to you gaining countless treasures and eradicating the termites that you had wanted to kill before, giving your family perhaps a long period of peace and prosperity, what would you do?"

Ye Xingxin replied without hesitation: "Is there such a good thing in the world?"

"This is a great benefactor. If it were me, I would worship her, his three generations of ancestors, burn incense and kowtow to him every day, and just hope that she, he can cause me more trouble."

"As for the long dark history, what kind of dark history is that? That is clearly an eternal reputation that even the emperor cannot enjoy."

"Besides, it's okay to be criticized or controversial in life. Even saints are controversial. A person without controversy is just a name on a blank piece of paper."

“There are good and bad, loyal and treacherous, close to life, this is what a person is really like, not a piece of paper in a book.”

"But if you really care about your reputation, then compare yourself with those emperors in history who lost their country and ruined their family. You can't have more dark histories than him, right?"

Ye Xingxin spoke without stumbling. After he finished speaking, he reacted and asked tentatively: "Little Duck, the person you are talking about, could it be me?"

Ye Shengxin's eyes became alert. Her legs and feet were not convenient now, so she couldn't beat the duck.

Emperor Jingming laughed at Ye Shengxin's defensive attitude. He had never planned to do anything to Ye Shengxin, and he would not do anything now that he knew her identity.

He asked that question just to see her attitude, but he didn't expect her to say a lot of nonsense and even asked him to worship her three generations of ancestors.

Emperor Jingming's face turned dark. This was definitely not acceptable.

However, he acknowledged the identity of benefactor.

"It's not you." Emperor Jingming said.

Ye Shengxin didn't believe it.

Emperor Jingming sighed and said, "Okay, it's you, but you are my benefactor. I still live in your house. No matter what, you should know what's good for you."

Ye Xingxin found these words pleasing to the ear. She smiled and asked suspiciously, "Little Duck, have you remembered something again?"

Emperor Jingming shook his head: "No."

"then you……"

"It's nothing. Take good care of your injuries and don't think too much. When you're well, we'll go to the imperial tomb of the previous dynasty together to get...steal treasures."

There wasn't much explanation, just the last sentence, and Ye Shengxin knew that their friendship had returned to what it was before.

She patted her chest, looking eager to try: "Okay, we'll go when I'm better."

Before nightfall, Ye Shengxin went to visit Old Lady Ye. After the two talked for a long time, Ye Shengxin said goodbye and left, going to the main courtyard.

Ye Zhengyao was frightened and is still lying on the bed half dead. When he saw Ye Shengxin, who was also ill, in the room, he was about to get angry when Zhang Changlin walked in.

The shiny knife in his hand made his head tighten, and the harsh words he said immediately turned into: "Don't worry, your leg is injured, so don't come out to run around."

Ye Xingxin smiled and put down the box of cold cakes as a token of filial piety. He did not go to the bedside, but stood ten feet away and said:

"My father is sick, and as a son I have to come and visit him. Otherwise, if the news gets out, people will think that I'm mistreating my father, and I'll be branded as an unfilial son."

Ye Zhengyao stared at her intently. Wasn't he being harsh and unfilial?

This rebellious son invited the person who harmed him into his house and treated him to good food and drink, so he didn't care about his reputation at all. Now he said these words that hurt him so much in front of him. It was simply hateful.

Ye Zhengyao was so angry that he gritted his teeth and didn't want to look at this rebellious son even for a moment.

Ye Shengxin also didn't want to see his hypocritical face.

"It's getting late. I've seen my father today. Father, just rest assured and take care of your health. I'll be back soon."

As soon as Ye Shengxin left the yard, the sound of porcelain breaking was heard from inside the house.

Zhang Changlin had sharp ears. He asked, "Master Ye, do you really not need to worry about your father?"

Ye Xingxin made no secret of it: "Why should I worry about it? It's normal for a petty person like him to be angry. I still have a long time to spend with him. If I still care about it, I will only make myself unhappy."

Zhang Changlin: …

This explanation was damn cruel, he had seen it.

"Would you like some biscuits? They're still hot."

Ye Shengxin took out a pancake wrapped in oil paper that he had received from Old Lady Ye and handed it to Zhang Changlin.

They had to go out and create chaos at night to find out who was behind it. In order to have more energy, Zhang Changlin took the job.

After eating with big mouthfuls, the two of them arrived at Ye Shengxin's door.

Dongshi took over Ye Shengxin and took care of her washing and resting, while Zhang Changlin turned and left.

At night, when cocks crowed and dogs barked in the capital and almost every powerful family was in unrest, Ye Shengxin was happily counting money in bed by candlelight.

"Ten thousand taels... twenty-three thousand taels... forty-eight thousand taels... seventy-seven thousand taels... one hundred thousand taels... one hundred and thirty-one thousand taels... one hundred and fifty-six thousand taels... two hundred and one thousand, one hundred and fifty-three taels and four cents."

The total amount is two hundred thousand one hundred and fifty-three taels and four cents.

This, together with the more than 100,000 taels of silver withdrawn from Hao Duanzhuang, is also Ye Shengxin's current total property.

Looking at the thick stack of banknotes, she almost became a fool with joy. If this much money was placed in modern times, it would be at least hundreds of millions.

Earning hundreds of millions in less than a year, was this something she had dared to think about before?

It’s okay to dream or not.

Ga ga ga ga ga…

Uh...something caught her eyes.

Ye Xingxin covered his face with his hands feeling uncomfortable, and when he put them down again, he was completely dumbfounded.

What about money?

Where is my money, which makes me so beautiful and generous and a true heartthrob?

Ahhhh…where did my money go?

Why is there only... Let me count...

Ye Shengxin counted with trembling fingers. It was one thousand one hundred and fifty-three taels and four cents. When she came to this conclusion, a painful and ferocious expression almost immediately appeared on Ye Shengxin's face. Her heart felt like a raging fire that almost burned her to ashes.

When I was so angry that I couldn't control myself and wanted to scream or even kill someone, a familiar electronic sound came to my ears.

"system?"

This was Ye Xingxin's subconscious reaction.

"Host? Woohoo, host, I finally got in touch with you. Do you know how hard it was for me to endure these three months without contact with you?"

"I actually have a system?" Because of the system, Ye Shengxin, who was on the verge of rage, barely regained a bit of rationality.

"Host, I'm sorry that I forgot that you lost your memory, but don't worry, I will help you get your memory back now." The system's voice was still happy, and it didn't feel estranged from Ye Shengxin because of the disconnection and amnesia.

For more than three months, it could only see the host's activities but could not make any sound, which was really suffocating for it.

Now that it has contacted the host, the body's energy has inexplicably increased a lot, and it can completely help the host restore his memory painlessly.

When the host remembers it, they are once again a loving and affectionate pair.

The system did what it said. Ye Xingxin only felt a gentle warm current rolling through her mind, and all her past memories came back to her.

Then, while the system was acting excitedly, Ye Shengxin fell silent.