(The last chapter has a few hundred more words due to revisions, so those who missed it can go back and read it.)

Three days later, on the riverbank.

"Gah, quack..."

"Bang, bang bang..."

"what!"

Ye Shengxin was awakened by the pain of his scalp being pecked by some unknown creature.

She opened her eyes blearily and her gaze met the duck head that was looking at her curiously.

"what!"

This bird's-eye view scared Ye Shengxin so much that he waved his hand to knock the duck aside.

The duck flapped its wings and hit Emperor Jingming in the face a few steps away, making him groan and his forehead quickly turn red.

When Ye Shengxin heard the voice, he noticed the middle-aged man in dirty clothes next to him, then looked at his own neat and relatively clean clothes, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Half a mouthful left——

Ye Shengxin quickly moved to the riverside and looked at herself in the water. She was dressed as a man, with a handsome face, and her hair was a little messy because of the sculpture of the duck's beak.

But the whole person does not look like an ordinary citizen. She should be a young lady who disguised herself as a man and went out for something, but unfortunately fell into the water.

This is a rich man.

After coming to this conclusion, Ye Shengxin quickly touched his body and found a purse in his underwear.

"Is this ancient silver?"

She opened it and poured out all the silver, ten pieces in total.

Ye Shengxin didn't know how the silver was calculated, so he temporarily decided it was ten taels of silver.

She lay on the water again and looked at herself, twisting her head left and right. The body she traveled through looked young and probably not married yet. As for the name...

Ye Shengxin tried hard to think about it, but she couldn't remember.

She does not have the memories of the original owner, but her modern name is Ye Shengxin.

I'm in trouble now and I don't know why I fell into the water. To be on the safe side, this name cannot be used for the time being.

Ye Shengxin observed her surroundings for a long time. She had no idea what the prices were like in this ancient world, and whether she could survive here.

Just as he was worrying, Ye Xingxin suddenly asked, "System?"

"System, are you there?"

Ye Shengxin shouted for a long time until he met the confused look of Emperor Jingming, and then he shut up.

It seems that not everyone who travels through time has a golden finger, for example, she doesn't have one.

"Who are you?" Emperor Jingming looked at the person in front of him warily, his dark eyes deep.

He looked around again, "Where is this place?"

"hiss"!

Emperor Jingming covered his aching head and murmured, "Who am I?"

Hearing this, Ye Shengxin squatted down and sat beside Emperor Jingming, looking closely at him as he was painfully recalling the past.

After a moment, she pulled her chin and analyzed carefully:

"This old man, we should have known each other before, but we both fell into the water. Before we fell into the water..."

Ye Xingxin pointed to his head and said, "Maybe someone plotted against us and hit us with a club, so... we all lost our memories."

"How do you prove it?" Emperor Jingming asked Ye Shengxin.

He is not someone who can be easily fooled.

Ye Shengxin pointed to his torn sleeves and the fingerprints left on them by the forceful force.

"look."

She placed her finger over the print and it was just the right size.

"Uncle, I was holding on to you before you fell into the water. If you said we didn't know each other, why would I be afraid that you would be washed away by the water?"

"And don't you feel a little pain in your head? Like you were kicked by a donkey?"

Ye Xingxin rubbed the back of his head with a grimace.

It wasn't obvious if she didn't mention it, but as soon as she mentioned it, Emperor Jingming suddenly felt pain not only in his head, but also in his skull.

Trying to recall the past makes your head hurt even more.

Emperor Jingming finally realized something horrible: he had a head injury and had lost his memory along with the person beside him.

"What...what's your name?" he asked.

"Ye Shengxin. This is my real name, and the only past name I can remember. However, we are in trouble together, and there may be enemies, so I decided to change my name. I will be called Ye..."

Ye Shengxin thought for a long time, but couldn't think of a satisfactory name. When she turned her eyes, she suddenly saw a white duck swaying its buttocks towards her, and her mouth slurred:

"Or I'll just call myself Ye Daya."

"If you can't remember your name, you can be called Ye Erya."

Emperor Jingming frowned: "I don't like this name."

The fat white duck came to Ye Shengxin, and Ye Shengxin immediately hugged it in his arms.

There is no human habitation around here. In the distance, a group of wild ducks with spotted feathers gathered on the water.

The one in her hand is the whitest and cleanest.

The mouth is still light yellow, very beautiful.

Since it approached her actively, it seemed that they were destined to be together. Ye Shengxin immediately decided that the duck was hers.

As for the name of this old man——

"Since you don't like it, then give this name to my White Duck."

"Just call yourself Ye Xiaoya."

"Or Ye Xiaoya."

Before Emperor Jingming got angry, Ye Xingxin quickly explained: "If you don't believe me, look at your own feet. If you weren't a man, who would believe that a man's feet would be so small?"

Ye Shengxin put her feet over. She was wearing men's shoes and placed them at the feet of Emperor Jingming, whose shoes were washed away, leaving only the soles of his feet exposed.

In comparison, Emperor Jingming's feet are very delicate, white, tender and smooth, with pink nails. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are women's feet.

Comparing the two feet, the difference was obvious. Emperor Jingming's pupils dilated and his defense was instantly broken.

When he was trying to save face and refute, Ye Shengxin weighed the purse in his hand:

"Do you have any silver? The clothes you wear are probably not as valuable as mine, right?"

"This time when we fell into the water, it was because I held you together that we didn't get separated. So I am half your savior."

"In order to prevent possible enemies from discovering that we are still alive, we can all change our names to more ordinary ones. This can really save our lives."

Observing Emperor Jingming's expression, Ye Shengxin said earnestly: "If you don't like Ye Xiaoya, then Ye Tiezhu, Ye Tiegun, Ye Goudan, Ye Chouwa, Ye Dahuang, whichever one you like, just pick it."

Emperor Jingming's eyes fell on the clothes of the two men. As far as they knew each other, he did not look like the man in front of him at all.

Excluding kinship, they are most likely master and servant.

But Emperor Jingming was extremely reluctant to believe that he was a servant.

Faced with external crises and no external support, he thought for a long time and decided to follow Ye Shengxin's wishes.

He took a step back, holding back his throbbing veins. "Just call her Ye Xiaoya, the duck in duck's name, not the foot's."

He emphasized this point.

At least this name is the best one among them.

Ye Xingxin stood up holding the duck and said, "Now that the name has been decided, let's leave this place first."

"At least we have to get something to eat." She was really hungry after soaking in the water for several days.

Emperor Jingming had no objection. Just as the two men patted their butts and prepared to leave, bursts of donkey braying were heard from the place hidden by the grass by the river.

“Ah—ah—ah—ah—ah—ah…”

The sound gradually grew stronger and stronger, becoming quite desolate.

Ye Xingxin paused, turned around, rubbed his hands, and his eyes sparkled: "Little Duck, do you think I can still find a bargain today?"

Ye Xiaoya Jingming Emperor: "...It should be possible."

He judges the actual situation.

At least with the donkey they could save some walking time.

The two men quickly walked to the place where the donkey fell into the water. Ye Shengxin pulled aside the grass and immediately exclaimed.

"Little duck, it's a good thing, here are two donkeys."

"One big and one small, just right for us to each take one."

Emperor Jingming was also surprised, and the two of them pulled the donkey ashore by pulling the reins.

The donkeys had suffered a lot, and when they saw someone familiar, they ignored the two punches Ye Shengxin had given them before, and surrounded Ye Shengxin and rubbed her neck affectionately.

Emperor Jingming was not left out either. The big donkey stuck out its tongue and licked his face when he wasn't paying attention.

Emperor Jingming: ...

Emperor Jingming pushed the donkey towards him with disgust. The big donkey thought he was playing with it and licked his face with its big tongue.

Emperor Jingming: ...

Emperor Jingming shifted his attention and his eyes fell on the bronze mirror on the big donkey's neck, and his eyes fixed instantly.

Just now, he seemed to see a wisp of black mist flash across the mirror.

Is it his imagination?

The ghost in the mirror who was being observed stared at the two people outside who had lost their memories, and he was a little overwhelmed.

Why did they bump into each other twice while walking through the flood?

why!

"Little duck, these two donkeys seem to be ours. Look how close they are to us."

Ye Shengxin discovered this and immediately shared it with Emperor Jingming.

Emperor Jingming looked away, pulled the reins of the donkey, picked up the bronze mirror and asked her: "Do you remember this mirror?"

Ye Xingxin leaned over and even touched the mirror. It was cold to the touch, not much different from the bronze mirrors in modern museums.

It's just a little too big and delicate, and it doesn't look like something that ordinary people can afford.

“This mirror…”

With the ghost in the mirror wary, Ye Shengxin said, "It looks like it's worth some money. When we run out of money, we can sell it."

The ghost in the mirror who still wants to return to the palace: ...

He stood in the mirror, pointing at Ye Shengxin with shaking fingers. It was because of her, because of her and the prince, that he and the empress dowager were separated and he ended up like this.

Now she actually wants to buy it to make money, which is really... hateful!

Not getting an answer, Emperor Jingming urged Ye Shengxin to get on the donkey. He really couldn't stand the wet and torn clothes.

The two men rode on the donkey with Ye Erya for a long time, and finally arrived at a village when the sun set.

Ye Shengxin used his ability to make money and spent one or two taels of silver to get a temporary house from the village chief.

She and Emperor Jingming could stay here for a month.

Coincidentally, this house was originally the residence of an old lady who had no children. She had just passed away half a year ago, and the things in the house were still usable, so she could move in after some tidying up.

The temporarily rented yard was not big and there were no beddings, so Ye Shengxin went to the neighbor's house next door and bought two quilts, two new sets of clothes and four dry but chewy cakes.

In this way, she and Emperor Jingming spent the night together.

At dawn the next day, Ye Shengxin washed himself with well water, bit the only piece of dry bread left, and knocked on the door of Emperor Jingming's room next door.

"Little duck, get up, the sun is shining on your butt."

“Ga ga…ga ga…ga…”

Ye Erya was also chewing some dry biscuits and followed Ye Shengxin to the door of Emperor Jingming's room.

Emperor Jingming did not respond.

Ye Shengxin shouted a few more times and realized something was wrong.

[Oh no, this person might have caught a cold and had a fever because of falling into the water, right? ]

"Boom!"

"Little Duck, if you don't respond I will push the door open, okay?"

There was still no movement inside. Ye Shengxin no longer hesitated. He pushed the door open and saw Emperor Jingming lying on the bed, his face red and unconscious.

She placed a finger on his forehead, "Do you really have a fever?"

Only seven taels of silver were left, and Ye Shengxin didn't care about the money. He went out, led the donkeys, big and small, asked the villagers for directions, and brought a doctor from the next village.

The doctor's buttocks felt uncomfortable as the emperor was carried on a donkey all the way here. He endured the discomfort and examined Emperor Jingming and prescribed medicine.

Ye Shengxin spent another three taels of silver to buy medicine and a clay pot, and only after an hour did he feed the medicine to Emperor Jingming.

"Look at you, you have such a broken body, you can't do anything, and now we only have four taels of silver left."

"Come on, come on, make money with me."

"Otherwise I'll really just have to sell mirrors."

The ghost in the mirror who was listening outside the courtyard: ...

He looked at the ducks frolicking around in the yard and the two donkeys leisurely eating grass, and his defenses were somewhat broken again.

Why is he inferior to these three beasts? He should be sold first!

Three days passed.

On the day when Emperor Jingming recovered, Ye Shengxin had only two taels of silver left on him because of the purchase of food and necessities.

She had to ride a big donkey into the mountains with the villagers to set traps, collect prey, and dig wild vegetables.

Towards evening, Ye Shengxin returned with today's harvest: a wild pheasant, a basket of mushrooms and some wild vegetables.

As soon as I entered the yard, I saw Emperor Jingming chopping firewood. There was already a large pile of firewood at his feet.

Ye Erya was walking back and forth towards the kitchen carrying firewood in his mouth. He looked like a very sensible duck who could do housework.

"came back?"

Emperor Jingming clapped his hands and stood up. His eyes fell on Ye Shengxin's sleeve which had a big cut on it, and he frowned.

"Your clothes..."

"Hey, it's okay, I just accidentally cut it, I can fix it later."

Ye Shengxin handed the pheasant forward and said, "Uncle Little Duck, if you eat this meat tonight, you will start making money with me tomorrow."

Because of the friendship of taking care of him when he was sick, the two of them became more familiar with each other during these three days, so Ye Shengxin changed the way he addressed him.

"it is good."

The pheasant was alive, and it suddenly approached the newcomers, frightened them and flapped its wings.

The feathers on his body flew everywhere, one of them floated in the air and finally landed on the top of Emperor Jingming's head.

Ye Xingxin didn't remind him out of a bad taste, and just said, "Uncle Xiaoya, I'll leave the task of killing the chicken to you, and I'll be responsible for stewing it for you."

The pheasant almost hit him in the face, and Emperor Jingming hurriedly took over, and then Ye Shengxin stuffed a kitchen knife into his hand.

"Uncle Little Duck, this pheasant needs to be plucked with hot water. Remember to pluck it cleanly, otherwise the broth will have a strange smell."

"Let's not use the internal organs. I don't know how to process them."

"Tonight's chicken and mushroom stew, I can't mess it up no matter what."

Ye Shengxin gave the instructions and turned around to take a basin to wash the big mushrooms and wild vegetables she had picked.

These were all carefully selected by her based on the oral descriptions of the villagers.

[I asked Village Chief Cui to check these mushrooms before I brought them back. They shouldn't be poisonous, so they can be eaten without worry.]

Emperor Jingming paused on his way to the kitchen. For some reason, he could hear Ye Shengxin's voice when he woke up from a fever three days ago.

I was surprised for a long time, but finally I realized that I could only hear her mumbling, so I didn't care much.

Just think of it as a fever caused by him, not a chance encounter.

The ghost in the mirror who was peeping secretly looked at the mushroom in Ye Shengxin's hand, which looked no different from other mushrooms at first glance.

But upon closer inspection, there was a faint gray circle of mushrooms on the umbrella cap, and he squinted: "This mushroom seems to be poisonous. Eating it will kill you."

Before his death, his uncle's youngest son died after eating this kind of mushroom.

He remembered it clearly.

The ghost in the mirror was struggling over whether he should save the two people who had lost their memory.

After three days, he also discovered that the two men's brains were damaged by the donkey's hoof. They didn't remember each other, but they could still get along like friends.

In addition to planning to sell him when he ran out of money, the two of them also came over to stop the donkey when it bit him.

They are two semi-good guys with amnesia.

but--

Thinking of past grudges.

The ghost face in the mirror turned dark. Forget it, just leave it to fate!

Ye Shengxin mentioned the hot chicken. Emperor Jingming looked at the thing fluttering in his hand and felt that she had missed a step.

Emperor Jingming picked up the kitchen knife and chopped off the chicken's head.

The pheasant screamed "cluck, cluck" several times in unwillingness, and then died completely.

When he put the dead pheasant in a basin and took it out to pluck its feathers, the indescribable smell in the water made Emperor Jingming frown.

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