Marry the villain and the whole court kneels down and calls her the queen

Jiang Jiu fell into another strange dream.

This time it was about her childhood, in an ancient courtyard.

She met a girl who was about her age.

The girls were playing the piano, and if they played it poorly, their mother would hit them with a small bamboo whip.

The girl felt wronged and sad, so she had to practice seriously.

"Alas, Miss Mingyue is so pitiful. Madam Jiang is too strict. However, it's better this way. If you don't punish her, she won't become a useful person. After all, she only has this one daughter."

Who is speaking?

Jiang Jiu turned his head and saw that it was Nanny Qian.

Madam Qian looked at her lovingly and said, "Miss, the weather is cold. I will bring you some clothes."

She put a cloak on Jiang Jiu, but Jiang Jiu turned around and went back.

"My aunt is in a bad mood today. Please ask for leave for me later. Just say I'm not feeling well and won't practice the piano."

Madam Qian was very puzzled: "Why? Your zither skills are obviously better than Miss Mingyue's. Even the zither master praised your talent... You always slack off every other day. Isn't that good..."

Jiang Jiu sighed softly, "I'm living under someone else's roof, so I can't compete with them in everything. Let's go back. I just need to go out for a while..."

Aunt Qian followed her out, still advising her, "Young lady, you're smart. It's okay to ask for leave once or twice, but if you ask for leave every time, the musician will be angry..."

Jiang Jiu didn't argue with her anymore.

Then the scene changes to the wedding day.

In ancient times, people got married in the evening, and the groom would ride a tall horse in a parade through the streets before coming to pick up the bride.

Jiang Jiu was dressing up when she saw the girl named Mingyue running towards her in a hurry, wanting to exchange her bride price.

Madam Qian anxiously advised her: "You can't change it. Your mother's revenge has not been avenged yet. We have to go to Beijing..."

She still has a grudge? What grudge? What resentment?

The scene changed again, and she was in a courtyard. She didn't know how old she was. When she opened her eyes, she saw a beautiful young woman teasing her with a rattle.

At this happy moment, suddenly, another little maid of Nanny Qian came hurriedly.

"Madam, something bad has happened. Someone broke in and said that Madam Chang's people wanted to take the young lady away..."

The young woman screamed and asked Nanny Qian to hold her and run away quickly.

He also put a very important ring on her hand.

As Nanny Qian carried her away, she saw a group of strong men surrounding the young woman.

A stream of warm blood splashed onto her face.

"Ah..." Jiang Jiu suddenly sat up from the bed.

She looked around with horror, and for a moment, she didn't know whether she was in a dream or in modern times. When she finally woke up, she found that she was still in the inner hall of the palace.

Aunt Qian? Aunt Qian was the palace's foster nanny, how could she appear in her memory?

Mrs. Chang? Jiang Mingyue? Aunt?

The information in the dream overwhelmed her and gave her a splitting headache.

Jiang Jiu took a few deep breaths and shook his head until it was empty.

The original owner she traveled through time to was born into a military family. She was brought up in a pampered manner by her family and knew a little Kung Fu, but not much.

The Duke and her father were away from home all year round, so her grandmother and mother doted on her like crazy.

How could she live under someone else's roof and not have a mother?

When she first came here, she found that the prince's wife who died was her biological mother.

A chaotic jumble of memories mingled in her mind.

Jiang Jiu couldn't think too much about it, as it would give him a headache, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

"Princess, princess, you are finally awake. I didn't expect you to be unconscious for a whole day. Come, quickly report to His Majesty and tell him that the princess is awake."

As soon as Jiang Jiu made a little movement, Taohua ran over, threw herself on Jiang Jiu and started crying.

Yun Shu instructed the palace maid outside and ran in.

"Princess, you were unconscious for quite a while this time. His Majesty was terribly worried. He sat here all night and just left..."

Jiang Jiu didn't look well and felt tired.

Leaning against the head of the bed, he looked at Taohua deeply.

"Taohua, did I know Aunt Qian before?"

Taohua was the original owner's personal maid. She grew up with the original owner and naturally knew more details than her.

"I don't know her. Isn't Madam Qian the palace's nanny? We've never been to the palace, so how could we know each other? The princess just came back from southern Xinjiang."

This is strange, the dream was so real that it seemed like her own experience.

Yun Shu glanced at Jiang Jiu's face, which was pale.

"Your Highness hasn't eaten for a day. His Majesty has specially ordered the imperial chef to prepare ginseng and bird's nest porridge. Your Highness, please have a bowl."

Jiang Jiu sighed. No matter what happened in her dream, she had to live a good life in reality.

Before we finished our porridge, the emperor came in hurriedly.

"Is the princess awake? What's wrong?"

Yun Shu: "He's awake, but he looks pale, and he has no strength in his body. He's very weak."

Zhao Zhuoxi waved his hand: "Have you summoned the imperial physician?"

As he was speaking, Imperial Physician Zhang came in hurriedly.

As soon as he saw the emperor, before he had time to kneel, the emperor waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite, go see the princess."

Imperial Physician Zhang carefully took Jiang Jiu's pulse, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

"The princess is restless and her pulse is weak. If this continues, she will fall ill sooner or later. I will prescribe some medicine to calm her mind."

After hearing the words of the imperial physician, Zhao Zhuoxi felt even more distressed.

"Is her feeling unwell because of these repeated fainting episodes?"

Serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. Imperial Physician Zhang knew very well what the emperor was thinking, but he didn't know how to persuade him.

"Having nightmares constantly and not sleeping well will cause your body to become weak in the future. The princess used to be strong, but she won't be able to continue like this."

Zhao Zhuoxi was also conflicted: "But she can clearly remember some of it..."

Imperial Physician Zhang, under pressure, suggested, "Your Majesty, every time the princess has a memory, she faints. If this continues for a long time, it will damage her mind and energy...it will be detrimental to her."

Zhao Zhuoxi stopped talking, but if she was really Jiang Jiu, how could she forget him?

I clearly remembered his previous name.

Imperial Physician Zhang suggested, "Instead of dwelling on the past, it's better to have a healthy body in the future. Your Majesty, there's still a long time to go. The princess is still young, and some memories will come back sooner or later. Why rush and damage the foundation?"

Yes, there is still a long time to come, he can wait slowly.

He would feel even more distressed if she really ruined her health.

"Okay, let it be."

If he just lets things take their own course, what will he do if this girl doesn't like him?

Zhao Zhuoxi was puzzled. He was handsome and was the emperor. With such conditions, he was unparalleled in the world. Why didn't he catch the eye of this girl?

Jiang Jiu woke up not long ago, ate a bowl of porridge, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Zhao Zhuoxi was heartbroken.

It was late at night and everyone was asleep. He just sat silently beside Jiang Jiu's bed.

Everyone was waiting outside and no one dared to disturb them until Chu Yu returned.