Heartstrings Resonance: The Beloved Princess of the Female Power

A carriage was deviating from the official road and running quickly onto the small road next to it. Looking at the speed, you could tell how anxious the owner of the carriage was.

Beside the carriage, there were four or five men in gray shorts riding horses who looked like guards. They all had different injuries on their bodies and looked very miserable. They were standing on the left, right and back of the carriage, and they kept looking back, as if something was chasing them.

After running for a while on the path, a guard on the left called out, "Manager Sun, it seems they haven't caught up with us. The road is so bumpy, I'm afraid the ladies can't handle it. Why don't we rest for a while before continuing on our way?"

Then I heard the middle-aged man driving the carriage ask the people in the carriage, "Madam, do you need to rest for a while?"

A cold female voice inside whispered, "Yeah."

Then he gave another order. "Xiaoshan."

"Yes," replied the guard behind the carriage.

"Go back a hundred meters and see if anyone is following you. If you see anything suspicious, report it immediately."

"Yes." Xiao Shan responded and rode away.

Then the woman ordered, "Xiao He, Xiao Chuan."

"Yes." One person on each side answered.

"Pay attention to your surroundings," the woman instructed.

"Yes." The two replied.

The woman continued, "Xiao Mu, go find a source of water. Try to find a flatter place."

"Yes," a person on the right responded and left.

Xiaoshan rode his horse as fast as he could and hurried back. "Whoa..." He held the reins and gasped for breath.

"How is it?" Manager Sun asked hurriedly.

"Nothing unusual was found." Xiao Shan replied.

"Let's rest here for a while." Manager Sun shouted.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Manager Sun’s shout.

At this moment, a slight cough was heard from the carriage.

A forty-year-old woman in a short blue shirt said with tears in her eyes, "Madam, the young lady is finally waking up."

"Let me see," he looked at the girl lying in Mother Wu's arms with tenderness in his eyes, "My Xier has suffered a lot along the way." As he spoke, tears rolled down his eyes.

The girl looked about twelve or thirteen years old, with a pretty face. Her chubby face had noticeably diminished over the past few days. She was wrapped in thick cotton cloth from waist to chest. She must have been injured, and the bumpy ride had made her mother hold her in her arms to prevent further injury.

Mu Yunxi gradually regained consciousness and listened to the conversation between the two.

"Wasn't I hit and killed by Luo Qiang's car? Where is this? The hospital? Are they talking about me? Xier? Is it me? This isn't the voice of my vampire mother, is it? She wouldn't call me like that." No matter how many things Mu Yunxi was thinking, no one could hear her thoughts and answer her.

Suddenly, a pain came over him. "My head hurts so much. I might as well let her die!" Mu Yunxi thought.

"Ah!" She cried out in pain, her voice hoarse. Then, memories that did not belong to her flooded into her mind.

Mu Yunxi thought in disbelief, "Have I caught up with the time-travel trend and been reborn?"

This is a fictional era. Mu Yunxi's country, located in the south, is called Zhao State, also known as Southern Zhao State. To the north lies the Husha State, to the west lies the mysterious Youdu, and to the east lies an endless ocean. It's said that no one who has explored it has ever returned.

The girl who traveled through time was also called Mu Yunxi. "Mu Yunxi, thirteen years old, is the eldest daughter of the family. Her father, Mu Cheng, is the governor of Youzhou, a fifth-rank official. He is a good man who dotes on his wife and son, and has no concubines or maids.

His mother, Xiao Yao, was the second daughter of the wealthy Xiao family in Qingzhou. She also had an eleven-year-old brother and a seven-year-old sister. The brother was named Mu Yunxiao and the sister was named Mu Yunyue. The accident happened because he was accompanying his mother back to her parents' home for a visit. His grandfather sent a letter saying that his grandmother was seriously ill and might be in critical condition, so he took Mu Yunxi back to her parents' home in Qingzhou.

They went to Qingzhou during the autumn harvest season last year, that is, they went to Qingzhou in September last year, and returned to Youzhou in February this year. It took more than a month to travel from Youzhou to Qingzhou by horse carriage one way. One was in the south and the other was in the north. Fortunately, my mother was able to see my grandmother for the last time. My grandmother went there holding my mother's hand.

Now my grandmother has many children and grandchildren, and my grandfather has no concubines. He only has my grandmother in his life. I think my grandmother is happy. Mu Yunxi has only two uncles, the eldest uncle Xiao Ding and the younger uncle Xiao Yi. My grandfather's family is in the silk cloth business.

After attending my grandmother's funeral, my mother was so heartbroken that she fell ill. She was quite skilled, and it seemed that my grandmother's passing was a real blow to her. It took her half a month to recover.

Qingzhou is close to the north, and it gets cold early. It snowed before winter even started. The roads were difficult to walk on, and the snow never melted. I had no choice but to stay at my grandfather's house for the New Year, but this year was sad because of my grandmother's passing.

It's already February and Qingzhou is still freezing cold. My mother has been away for too long and is worried about my younger brothers and sisters in Youzhou, but I know that she misses my father more. As soon as the snow melts a little, my mother is ready to set off.

Why don’t you bring your father and younger brothers and sisters?

"My father, Mu Cheng, is the prefect of a prefectural city. He has a lot of things to do and can't leave. Plus, there are always people trying to get in his way.

Mu Yunxiao was only ten years old at the time. Because he was too naughty, his father did not want his mother to work hard, so he sent him directly to a friend who ran a private school. The school was too far away, and he had to pass through seven or eight prefectures to reach Qingzhou.

Mu Yunyue is even younger. It is the coldest time of the year when they go to Qingzhou. The climate is good in the south, but her body cannot adapt to the north. She will be sick all day long!

Then why bring Mu Yunxi along?

"Because Mu Yunxi has been practicing martial arts since she was young! She's already been learning martial arts for six years now."

She learned martial arts because her father thought it would be better for a girl to have some kung fu skills like her mother, because he was robbed by some beggars on the way to Beijing for the imperial examination, and then he met Xiao Yao, who had just reached the age of 15 but did not want to get married and was fighting for justice under the banner of chivalry.

After sorting out these memories and regaining consciousness, Mu Yunxi slowly opened her eyes and saw a beautiful woman looking at her worriedly.

The first thing I thought of her was: What a beautiful woman! A closer look revealed a surprising resemblance to my past life self. Yet, she wasn't exactly me. She exuded a gentle, watery aura, as if a gentle breeze could sweep her off her feet. And me? Having long been working in a job that required me to maintain a calm demeanor, I had become stern and serious.

I realized that this was Mu Yunxi's mother.

Xiao Yao, thirty-three years old this year, looked younger than He Kai, perhaps twenty-seven or twenty-eight. Her hair was tied up in a woman's bun, with a single orchid-shaped jade hairpin tucked into the side of her bun. Her face was elegant and beautiful, a beauty tinged with a kind and gentle grace. Her eyebrows and eyes were as delicate as a painting, as if painted by a famous artist, each stroke brimming with classical charm. Her bright eyes shone with wisdom and insight, filled with determination.

The graceful woman's face was now as pale as a sheet, devoid of any color; her once neatly combed hair was now a bit disheveled, but even so, it did not in the least detract from her stunning beauty. She was dressed in a simple, elegant embroidered dress, though it was slightly stained. However, she exuded a resolute yet elegant aura.