Traveling through the Tang Dynasty: The Concubine Goes to War

The sun shone through the window lattice into the spacious and bright hall of the Yang Mansion, reflecting a warm and peaceful atmosphere. Ye Ling'er walked in lightly, her eyes full of excitement. When she saw her adoptive parents sitting in the hall, she thought of the things that happened when Prince Rui forced her to buy them into the palace. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she quickly stepped forward and hugged them tightly, crying.

The Ye couple gazed at their beautiful daughter, their hearts filled with joy and satisfaction. They caressed Ye Ling'er's face with warm eyes, as if to make up for the love and care they had lost for many years.

"Father, mother, I am an unfilial daughter. I have not been able to serve you all the time, and I have caused you suffering!" Ye Ling'er's voice was choked with sobs, her face full of guilt.

Although there is no blood relationship between them, she was raised by the Ye couple since she was a child and she will always remember this kindness in her heart.

The Ye couple hurriedly waved their hands and comforted her, "Ling'er, don't say that. We are already deeply relieved that you can achieve such success now. As long as you live a happy and fulfilling life, we will be at ease." At this moment, in this spacious and bright Yang Mansion, they can finally express their sincere feelings from the bottom of their hearts without any scruples.

At this time, Yang's father and mother also came out of the room. Their eyes fell on Ye Ling'er, revealing a hint of surprise in their eyes.

The woman in front of them looked so similar to Yunxi. If they hadn't known this before, they would have almost mistakenly thought that the person standing there was Yunxi herself.

Father Yang looked at Ye Ling'er carefully, trying to find some differences in her face. Mother Yang stared at Ye Ling'er, with complex emotions flashing in her eyes, as if she saw her beloved daughter Yunxi.

After a while, Yang's father finally broke the silence and said softly, "Greetings to Concubine Ye Shufei." His voice was a little hesitant, and it was obvious that he had not yet fully recovered from the shock.

Although Ye Ling'er acted arrogant in the palace, at this moment she smiled and nodded to Yang's father and mother, and replied politely: "Sir Yang, no need to be so polite." Her tone was gentle and firm, which made people feel good about her.

After hearing this, Yang's father and mother gradually relaxed, but they still had many questions in their hearts. They looked at each other, as if they were communicating something that only the two of them knew.

Finally, Yang's mother smiled and said to Ye Ling'er, "So that's how it is. Welcome to our home. Miss Ling'er is such a beautiful girl, and she looks very similar to Yunxi from our family." There was a sense of intimacy in her words, as if she had already accepted Ye Ling'er as a part of their family.

Recalling the restraint and caution she had felt in the palace that day, Ye Ling'er now felt much more relaxed and at ease outside the palace. Although it was her first time entering the Yang Mansion, she always felt like she was back home.

So, they sat together, chatting and laughing, having a great time. Ye Ling'er enthusiastically told her parents about the strange stories and interesting things in the palace, which made the Ye couple laugh. The Ye couple also vividly described the trivial daily life at home, making Ye Ling'er feel the warmth of home. Yang Binghuai and his wife watched their chat quietly from the side.

Ye Ling'er was full of doubts. She really couldn't understand why she felt so at home when she first arrived at the Yang Mansion.

Just as she was thinking hard, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind and she suddenly realized it.

Ye Ling'er's eyes lit up, as if she had seen through some secret. She then turned her gaze to Yang Binghuai and his wife, and asked with a bit of curiosity and inquiry in her tone: "Yes, Lord Yang, Madam Yang, can you tell me, how come Yunxi and I look so similar? Is there any connection between us?" As she spoke, her eyes became deeper and deeper.

After hearing this, the Ye couple looked at each other, their expressions changed slightly, as if they had something to hide. After a moment, they simultaneously turned their eyes to Yang Binghuai and his wife, obviously hoping that they would answer the question.

Upon seeing this, Father Yang hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath and slowly said: "It is not uncommon for people in the world to look alike, and objects also have similarities. This is the law of nature. Maybe it's just a coincidence, so don't take it too seriously." Although his words were tactful, there seemed to be some unknown inside story hidden in them.

Ye Ling'er's eyes were sharp. How could she not see the evasiveness in Yang's father's words? "Lord Yang, please don't hide it anymore. Yunxi and I not only look alike, but we are the same age too. Is this just a coincidence? There must be a reason. I hope you can tell me the truth." Her voice was firm and persistent.

Father Yang's face became solemn. He sighed secretly, knowing that the matter could not be concealed, so he decided to tell the truth: "Actually, you are our daughter!" His words caused a huge stir.

After hearing this, Ye Ling'er's heart was filled with emotion. "So, Yunxi and I are actually sisters?" The Ye couple nodded gently, their eyes full of emotion. "That's right, Ling'er, you are the second lady of the Yang family."

This sudden truth was like a bolt from the blue, hitting Ye Ling'er hard, catching her off guard and making it hard for her to accept it. She widened her eyes, her eyes full of astonishment and disbelief, her lips trembling slightly, and she couldn't say a word for a long time.

Ye Ling'er looked at Yang's father and mother in shock, and her heart was in turmoil. She could never have imagined that she had such a bizarre life experience! Every word from Mrs. Yang's mouth was like a heavy hammer hitting her heart, making her breathless.

Mrs. Yang's eyes sparkled with tears, and she choked up as she told the story of the past. Ye Ling'er listened quietly, as if she were in an absurd dream. As the story unfolded, her heart became more and more turbulent.

When her eyes fell on Yang's father and mother again, Ye Ling'er's mood became extremely complicated. Joy and confusion intertwined, and at the same time, mixed with deep guilt. Recalling the various difficulties and targeting of Yunxi in the past, she couldn't help but blush, feeling ashamed of what she had done.

Facing all this suddenness, Ye Ling'er obviously needed enough time to slowly digest it. This information was too huge and beyond her previous cognition.

At this time, Father Yang patted Ye Ling'er gently on the shoulder and said in a kind and amiable tone: "Ling'er, no matter what happens, you will always be our precious daughter. This will always be your warm home." His words were like a spring breeze, giving Ye Ling'er a little comfort.