After traveling through time, I became the aunt of the loyal dog emperor

On the verge of death, Zijian decided to give up trying to survive while performing a mission for his adoptive father, and watched himself gradually leave this world. At this time, a girl suddenly broke in and saved him twice in one day.

His broken body was in severe pain from being dragged on the rough ground. He opened and closed his mouth but could not make any sound. He silently repeated the name he had just heard in his heart: "Xinghe."

"You're so lucky to have met me. Luckily we've met before, otherwise I wouldn't have saved you. Let's make it clear first. I just happened to pass by and picked you up and took you home. I won't guarantee your life."

Zijian's breathing gradually became heavier, and then he stopped being dragged. He vaguely felt a pair of eyes cast at him. The sympathetic eyes swept over him. Xinghe came over and squatted beside him. He took out a handkerchief from his arms and gently helped Zijian wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth. His tone was full of reluctance, and he encouraged him: "So you have to work hard on yourself, and don't let people laugh at you when you recover, okay?"

That day, Xing He dragged him around for the whole night, and finally found a dilapidated house that could shelter him from the wind and rain. After dawn, Xing He took Zi Jian's jade pendant and went to ask the doctor. The doctor shook his head as soon as he took a look at her, and immediately asked her to prepare for her funeral.

After sending the doctor away, Xinghe stood at the door and turned to see the man lying on the straw, still breathing. She couldn't bear to leave him like this. So she followed the medical books she had read in her memory and tried her best to collect herbs in the fields at night. That's when she found Hu the itinerant doctor.

Xing He took in Doctor Hu out of gratitude, and in return, Doctor Hu treated his injuries and prescribed a prescription for his eye disease.

Zi Jian, who was lost in thought, suddenly came back to reality and asked in disbelief, "Impossible, Xinghe can't be a princess! Xinghe has calluses on her palms, she must have worked hard by herself. She knows medicine, she can dig herbs and boil medicine, she can cook and take care of patients, she is considerate and dedicated. She doesn't speak out easily when she has grievances, she is neither unruly nor willful."

Before he could finish his words, Zijian's eyes turned red and he became more and more excited. He stepped forward and raised his voice to ask, "Princess, you don't have to lie to me like this. Please tell me, where is Xinghe?"

"The calluses on her palms are because she is the only one taking care of Xiang Wan Xuan. She knows medicine because no one would know if she was sick, and no imperial physician would come to see her, so she would have to bear it all by herself. She also has to cook and take care of people. If she didn't cook for herself, she would have starved to death in Xiang Wan Xuan!"

Wan Ning became more and more excited as she spoke. She shook off Ziheng's hand, who had been protecting her from behind, turned around, rolled her eyes at him, and continued to scold Zijian.

"As a princess, she has never had a comfortable day. She was almost exiled to Xiang Wanxuan. She was relieved when she went to Beiqi on the pretext of her birthday. She has never been a delicate lady to be served by others. She has been schemed and used since she was born. Neither the emperor nor the prince of Qi has ever cared about her. Zijian, why did the prince of Qi want to kill Princess Le Yan?"

"I don't know, I don't know." Zi Jian answered in a murmur as if he had lost his soul.

"You are still favoring Prince Qi, you are still protecting him. Don't you want to find the real Princess Le Yan? I guess you have a lot to say to her, right?"

Suddenly, the blood and qi surged up and his head was about to split open, and a stream of air surged out of his chest and almost tore him apart. Zi Jian covered his head, and before he could speak, blood spurted out of his mouth, and he knelt on one leg on the ground.

"Zi meets the young master!"

Wan Tao, who had been silent the whole time, ran up to support Zi Jian almost immediately, and Doctor Hu also came forward to check his pulse. Zi Jian grabbed someone's arm in a hurry, and in panic he didn't care who the owner was. He knelt on the ground with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, raised his head, and said weakly as if to atone for his sins: "Xing He, you knew my identity from the beginning, and knew that I was here to... kill you, right?"

After saying this, Zi Jian vomited another mouthful of black blood and fainted on the ground.

"Not good, his pulse is weak, take him back to the room for treatment."

Everyone looked at Wan Ning, who was also panicking. She only wanted to know what happened to Princess Le Yan, and never thought about taking Zi Jian's life. Wan Ning anxiously ordered, "Why are you standing there? Bring him in."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Song picked up Zi Jian and ran back to the villa easily. Wan Ning grabbed the hesitant Doctor Hu and begged, "You must save him. If you save him, all the previous things will be wiped out!"

"Okay...Okay, I will do my best!"

Standing there and looking at Doctor Hu's hurriedly running back, Wan Ning sensed something was wrong and repeated in a low voice: "Minister?"

"Yanyan?" Ziheng called her name tentatively.

Wan Ning looked up and smiled as if she was relaxed, instantly relieving the pressure in Ziheng's heart.

"You don't blame me?" Ziheng asked.

"Why should I blame you?" Wan Ning asked back.

"If I had taken better care of Princess Le Yan and paid more attention to her, perhaps things wouldn't have ended up like this."

"Even you are in the army, how can you take care of the princess in the palace?" Wan Ning took Ziheng's arm and sighed as they walked. What kind of parents did these cousins ​​have? They were irresponsible. She smiled bitterly and comforted him, "I know you have tried your best. It's not your fault! Even if it's your fault, I'm not the real princess. It's not my turn. Let's wait until we find the real Le Yan in the future, then you can ask her!"

"Yeah," Ziheng held Wan Ning's hand and caressed it without knowing when, and was very glad that she was still by his side.

"I hope everything is fine for her, and that she can then forgive her brother for being powerless and forgive me, her sister-in-law, for impersonating her."

"Sister-in-law?" This was the first time Wan Ning took the initiative to admit her identity, which made Ziheng a little carried away.

"Why, do you want to deny it? This world is full of troubles and all kinds of things are a mess. I have been confused since I came here, but all of this is not something we can control. But you must remember that I love you, Ziheng! So even if I am not by your side, you have to live well."

"Why are you saying this suddenly? Are you going to leave me?"

"Of course not!" Wan Ning denied repeatedly: "I just felt something when I saw Zijian like this. I don't want you to give up on yourself after we separate one day, and then I will look down on you when I come back."

Ziheng held her hands, looked into her eyes seriously, and promised: "Yanyan, I'll remember this, don't worry!"

On the other side, in the court, Tu Mo has been putting pressure on the emperor because of the assassination of Princess Mengzhu. Since his own princess died in Chu State, Tu Mo threatened to send Princess Le Yan to Tu Mo if he didn't want to fight hand-to-hand and leave corpses everywhere.

The retired emperor was anxious to put the matter to rest and was searching everywhere for their whereabouts. Finally, he got some news recently.