Quickly Transmigrate to Save the Child of Heaven

In the palace, Zhao Zhen was worried about appointing a crown prince. He was already in his forties, and not a single prince had survived. His ministers kept urging him to adopt a child from the royal family. But he didn't want to do that. He was afraid his princess and the women who had been with him all his life would suffer. He had wanted to think about it again, choosing a son with good character to inherit the throne. But who knew that Mingcheng, the abbot of Huangjue Temple, had recently read his fortune and predicted the arrival of a phoenix girl. This phoenix girl could change the situation of the Song Dynasty and give him a healthy heir. Well, Zhao Zhen, upon hearing this, suppressed the rumors in the court and decided to leave the palace to take a look!

Mingcheng informed him that Fengnu was in Yuyang, with four daughters. The person with the phoenix pattern on his back was the one he was looking for. This was a secret known only to him and Mingcheng. Mingcheng was a highly accomplished monk, and at first, he suspected he had been bribed. Unexpectedly, that night, he dreamed of a phoenix descending into the world, with hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix, a magnificent spectacle. Upon awakening, he quickly ordered his men to investigate the families in Yuyang that had four daughters, and they found numerous answers. Determined to investigate, Zhao Zhen, while searching through Yuyang's houses, heard that the Sheng family's eldest daughter was offering marriage today. He then brought his men along to join in the fun.

This time, due to Molan's reminder, Changfeng pretended to be sick and did not go to the front yard. Molan also stayed in the yard to keep her brother company in case he went out.

Chang Feng looked at Mo Lan sitting on the swing, holding a flute, and said, "Sister, why don't you go play in the front yard?"

Molan smiled faintly and replied, "Since we already know someone is plotting to harm our Linqi Pavilion, why should I go? Wouldn't it be better to stay in the backyard? Don't worry, I've sent a generous gift to my elder sister. I'm sure she won't blame me!" Upon hearing the system's message, "Host, Zhao Zhen has arrived!" she took up her flute and played the song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix." In an instant, numerous birds flew to the Sheng residence and stopped. Those who came to propose marriage were all stunned by the sound of the flute and the marvelous sight before them.

Zhao Zhen was equally shocked. This scene was quite similar to the one in his dream, but what he witnessed was a girl sitting on a swing, playing the flute, and then flocks of birds came in the sky. Then, the shadow of a phoenix shone in the sky, and then he saw the phoenix fly into the girl's body. Thinking of this, he hurriedly ordered the secret guards to invite the head of the Sheng family. When Sheng Hong heard the news, he almost stumbled and fell, and hurriedly ordered the servants to ask the guests to leave first, saying that there was something going on at home. Old Lady Sheng hurried to the front yard to help apologize and evacuate the guests. She said that there was something important at home, and she would prepare gifts and apologize another day. Everyone left, and Sheng Hong invited Zhao Zhen to the inner house. He hurriedly knelt down and saluted Zhao Zhen, saying: "I didn't know that the official was coming. I am sorry for not coming to greet you!"

Zhao Zhen, seated at the head of the family, said, "I heard you have four daughters. May I see them?" Sheng Hong quickly replied, his words dripping with flattery, "Of course, of course!" He then hurriedly ordered a servant to fetch them. The four young women of the Sheng family, brought to the palace, were bewildered and lost as their father knelt on the ground, demanding their respects. Hualan, Rulan, and Minglan all knelt, but Molan stood gracefully, her gaze fixed on Zhao Zhen. A single glance from Zhao Zhen was enough to reassure him: he knew the girl before him was the one he had been searching for. Just as Sheng Hong was about to rebuke Molan, his beloved daughter, Zhao Zhen had already clasped her tightly in his arms. Everyone present was stunned, stunned as if struck by lightning.

Molan stared at the emperor in front of her with a smile as warm as the spring breeze, and opened her red lips slightly: "Sir, can you please let my father and sisters stand up!" Zhao Zhen suddenly woke up from his dream and remembered that they were still kneeling, so he hurriedly asked Sheng Hong to stay, and the other Sheng sisters left in a hurry like frightened birds.

Zhao Zhen said, "I have granted your request. Tell me your name. Are you willing to return to Shengjing with me?"

Molan thought for a moment and replied softly, "No, I'd like to stay in the Sheng family. My name is Molan. When I grow up a little, I'll go back with you... I'm too small to handle the intrigues of the women in your harem. Besides, they're all really pathetic!"

Zhao Zhen smiled as he gently stroked Molan's hair, like a spring breeze caressing a willow branch. He whispered, "Okay, whatever you say! But you have to accompany me for a few days every month. Your father will soon be transferred to Shengjing as an official. When that happens, you will have to go to Huangjue Temple on the 15th of every month to accompany me for two days!"

Molan thought for a moment and replied, "Yes!" Looking at the solemn girl before him, Zhao Zhen's lips curled up slightly. He then turned his gaze to Sheng Hong and sternly declared, "I command you to protect her! If anything happens to Mo'er, all nine members of your Sheng family will be buried with her!"

Sheng Hong anxiously wiped the nonexistent beads of sweat from his forehead and quickly knelt down to reply, "Understood!" Then, Zhao Zhen hugged Molan tightly and talked to her for a long time. He also left her his personal jade pendant and gave her Secret Guards One, Two, Three, and Four, and instructed her, "I must return to the capital, otherwise there may be changes in the court! Next month, your father will bring you back to the capital to report on your work. I will wait for you at Huangjue Temple then!"

Molan smiled sweetly, like a blooming spring flower. She took out a rejuvenation pill from her sleeve and carefully put it into Zhao Zhen's mouth. She said softly, "Take it. You have accumulated a lot of toxins in your body. Take this pill and you will recover! Be careful on your journey..."

Zhao Zhen's lips curled slightly, and he chuckled as he swallowed the pill. Suddenly, he felt a warm current coursing through his body like a gurgling stream. It was as if every cell in his body was cheering with joy, and his entire body felt incredibly comfortable. Then, he whispered, "I'm leaving..." and turned to leave!