Rebirth is not a dream.

Su Yue's life in Baiyun Temple was very comfortable, and she got up early every day to listen to the morning lessons. However, the vegetarian meals in the temple were all vegetarian, which made her miss the delicious food in the nearby town. So she planned to take her maids to have a feast.

Su Yue combed her hair into a delicate bun and put on a simple lake blue dress, looking like a fairy. With eight guards, she led Taozi and Qiuzhu in a carriage to Longwan Town.

Today is a sunny day, the annual Double Ninth Festival. The whole town is immersed in a joyful and peaceful atmosphere because a grand temple fair is being held here.

The streets are lined with all kinds of stalls, and the dazzling array of goods is dazzling. There are vendors selling daily necessities, who shout loudly to attract customers' attention; there are stall owners displaying antiques, calligraphy and paintings, these works of art exude a strong cultural atmosphere, intoxicating people; there are also merchants selling flowers, birds, fish and insects, colorful flowers compete for beauty, birds sing happily, and fish play in the water, what a lively scene!

Of course, the most popular items are the various delicious snacks. The fragrant barbecue skewers, the steaming buns, the delicate tofu pudding... every kind of food is mouth-watering. Su Yue, Taozi, and Qiu Zhu strolled along the street with great interest, tasting all kinds of food and feeling the strong festive atmosphere. After a while, their stomachs were full, but they still felt a little unsatisfied.

At this time, Su Yue saw an antique teahouse on the side of the road, from which came the melodious sound of a piano and the ups and downs of a storyteller. She thought to herself, "Why don't we go in and listen to the story and take a break." So she took Taozi and Qiuzhu into the teahouse.

As soon as they entered the room, a light scent of tea hit them in the face, making them feel relaxed and happy. They found a seat by the window, ordered a pot of good tea, and began to listen to the storyteller telling a wonderful story. The storyteller was very eloquent, and the plot was ups and downs, fascinating, and the three of them were fascinated by it.

The storyteller had a fair complexion and two neatly trimmed mustaches. He stood on a small wooden platform, his figure as straight as a pine tree, his voice clear and loud, as if he had a unique charm that could bring the audience into a world of wonderful stories.

At this time, the storyteller just began to tell a story about Princess Ming Zhao of this dynasty.

Princess Ming Zhao was a famous figure! It was said that she was both intelligent and brave, and had extraordinary talent. Although she was a woman, she had the ambition and courage of a man. On the battlefield, she wore armor and held a spear, bravely killing the enemy and repeatedly making great achievements; in the court, she was eloquent, intelligent and wise, and made suggestions for the country, which won the trust of the emperor and the love of the people.

As the storyteller described the story vividly, Su Yue gradually became immersed in it and couldn't help but sigh inwardly: This Princess Ming Zhao is really an amazing legendary figure! Her life is full of thrills and ups and downs, which is admirable.

Unconsciously, time passed quietly. When the storyteller finished this story, Su Yue woke up from her dream, and her heart was full of admiration for Princess Ming Zhao. At the same time, she was also full of anticipation for the next story...

Princess Ming Zhao had a distinguished background! She was born on the first day of the first lunar month in the first year of Emperor Cheng's reign. This special day destined her to an extraordinary life. What's more remarkable is that she was born to Consort Su, the most favored concubine of Emperor Cheng. It can be imagined that this little princess was well cared for and loved from the moment she was born.

The emperor regarded her as a treasure and personally named her Yuan Ying, using the character "王" (king) used by the princes, and gave her the title of "Princess Ming Zhao". When Princess Ming Zhao was born, a strange sight appeared in the sky: thousands of rays of light shone across the sky, as if foreshadowing that she would have an extraordinary future. It is rare to see such a spectacle in the cold winter.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye it is the 16th year of Zhenhe. That year, the people of Mobei invaded in large numbers and captured Yanmen Pass. At this time, Beiyan took advantage of the situation and looted, making the war extremely difficult. However, at the time of national crisis, Princess Mingzhao stepped forward and led the Su family army and the brave and fearless 18 dragon and tiger riders she personally formed. After more than three years of bloody battles, they finally repelled the Beiyan invaders and successfully defeated the menacing Mobei army.

This victory made Princess Ming Zhao famous, but she later chose to marry into the Northern Yan for the sake of peace in Da'an. Since then, she has gradually faded from people's sight, and her whereabouts have become a mystery. Some people say that she became the Queen of Northern Yan and was in love with the Emperor of Northern Yan; some people say that Northern Yan secretly murdered Princess Ming Zhao; some even say that Northern Yan had no Queen at all, or that the Queen of Northern Yan mysteriously disappeared... There are so many different opinions, which confuses people.

In recent years, news about Princess Ming Zhao has spread again, but these rumors have become increasingly confusing, making her fate even more mysterious. What is the truth? Perhaps only time can reveal the answer.

Su Yue really couldn't figure out the reason. This victorious country actually wanted to send its princess to marry! What was the reason? She couldn't help but feel sorry and sad for Princess Ming Zhao, thinking that this noble woman had become a victim of political interests. It was really sad that she had to marry far away in her prime, leaving her familiar homeland and living in a foreign country, relying on others! However, fate is so unpredictable. Who can predict what the future will be like? Perhaps this is the helplessness and fate of being born in an imperial family. Thinking of this, Su Yue couldn't help but feel sad.

Su Yue thought about it for a while, thinking to herself, "He's just a storyteller, how can we believe everything he says?" She felt that these storytellers often exaggerate or make up some bizarre plots to attract listeners, so it's not necessary to take what they say too seriously. After all, things in real life still need to be experienced and felt by oneself to truly understand the truth. Thinking of this, Su Yue felt relieved and decided not to dwell on those illusory stories.

After listening to the storytelling, Su Yue walked out of the teahouse in a happy mood. She strolled on the street and her eyes were attracted by a shop called "Sanwu Pavilion" not far away. Out of curiosity, she decided to take Taozi and Qiuzhu to find out what it was.

When Su Yue entered the shop, she found that it was actually an elegant bookstore. Inside the shop, there were all kinds of books, calligraphy and paintings, and four treasures of the study. The whole space was very delicately arranged, revealing a tranquil atmosphere. Not only that, the shop also had a special area for students to read and study, and even a place where they could copy books and earn money. Such a unique design made Su Yue's eyes light up.

However, just as Su Yue was browsing the books, she suddenly felt something strange - it seemed that someone was secretly watching her! This feeling made her alert, but when she looked around, she did not find anyone suspicious. Although she was a little confused, Su Yue did not dwell on it too much. She quickly picked up a few books related to Anguo Law and some interesting travel notes, and left this unique bookstore with Taozi and Qiuzhu.

Returning to the temple, Su Yue couldn't wait to flip through the newly purchased books and immersed herself in them...