Rebirth and Rewriting Fate

With a thud, the person wielding the whip was kicked away.

Ye Xingchen opened her eyes, but the person who came was not the one she wanted to see. She mocked herself, wondering what she was expecting.

After receiving the Emperor's appointment, Luo Yan rushed to the Ministry of Justice prison. As soon as he stepped into the cell, he heard the sound of whips.

"Eunuch Lu, how dare you!" Luo Yan shouted angrily.

"It's Lord Luo! This old servant has been on good terms with Mu Shan for so many years, and I am filled with grief and indignation!" Eunuch Lu said slowly.

"His Majesty has ordered me to oversee this case today. All irrelevant personnel, get out of here!" Luo Yan shouted. This was the first time Ye Xingchen had ever seen Luo Yan swear.

"Then this old servant will take his leave." Eunuch Lu led his large entourage away in a grand procession.

Luo Yan's guards untied Ye Xingchen's ropes, and she collapsed. Luo Yan quickly caught her, asking, "How are you?"

"I'm fine. Thank you," Ye Xingchen replied.

Luo Yan took the opportunity to check her pulse. "Your pulse?" he asked in surprise.

"It's nothing." She withdrew her hand.

Luo Yan helped her into the cell and sat her against the wall.

"Although I was in charge of this matter, the facts have not yet been clarified, so I cannot release you right now. I hope you can understand," Luo Yan said apologetically.

“I know, this matter concerns Guo Ben.” She smiled at him.

"Can you tell me what happened?" Luo Yan asked.

"The envoy from Mushan sent someone to invite me into his tent, saying he had important matters to tell me. After I arrived, he committed suicide with a knife." Ye Xingchen recounted the whole story.

"What's the important matter?"

"I don't know, or that's just an excuse."

"Who will be sent?"

Ye Xingchen hesitated for a moment. If she revealed the anonymous letter, the poisoned wine would be exposed. How could she explain knowing about the poisoned wine?

"The man left after announcing his arrival outside the tent, and I don't know who he was."

Were you the only one in the tent at the time?

"Yes, Nanrao went to cook porridge for me."

"Okay, I will investigate this matter thoroughly and clear your name."

"You believe me?" Ye Xingchen looked at Luo Yan uncertainly.

“Why wouldn’t you believe me? People who know the hardships of miners in Linchuan are trustworthy, and those who help the poor should not be wronged. Don’t worry, I’m here.” Luo Yan gently placed his hand on Ye Xingchen’s shoulder and looked at her earnestly.

Perhaps realizing the awkward atmosphere, he cleared his throat and said, "I'll send someone to bring you medicine for your injuries and the poison later."

"Thank you, Lord Luo. Could you do me another favor?"

"You said."

"I want to see Prince Jin," Ye Xingchen requested.

Luo Yan frowned and looked at her. "Okay."

Someone came to report from outside the cell, "Lord Luo, someone wants to see the suspect."

"Who?"

"Minister Ye."

Luo Yan glanced at Ye Xingchen, then said, "Granted," and left.

Father, Minister Ye, actually came to see me. Could it be out of consideration for our father-daughter relationship? Ye Xingchen was slightly moved.

Sure enough, people are especially prone to eMO and self-pity late at night.

She leaned against the wall, watching the person who came in. It was her father, still wearing his favorite dark green long robe, but he seemed to have aged a lot in just one day. His sideburns were a little messy. He stood silently in front of Ye Xingchen.

Ye Xingchen wondered if she still had any hope for her biological father, and if she could find some comfort in him.

But soon, the dream shattered.

"How could you kill someone! Do you want to kill everyone?!" The newcomer broke the silence.

"Are you here today to question me?" Ye Xingchen said emotionlessly.

"You've made your grandmother sick!" Minister Ye slapped his thigh in anger. "Do you want your whole family to be buried with you?"

Looking at the man before her, whom she called her father, Ye Xingchen felt a sense of estrangement and sorrow.

"Sign this, and stop harming the Ye family!" Minister Ye roared, throwing a document to the person on the ground.

She looked down at the booklet that had fallen onto her.

The inscription reads: "Ye Xingchen, daughter of Ye Shihuan of our clan, is morally corrupt, disrespectful to her parents, and has engaged in extreme behavior that has brought shame to our family. Her name is hereby removed from the family genealogy, and she is stripped of her surname. From this day forward, she is to sever all ties with the family. All her actions and deeds are unrelated to the Ye family, and the Ye family will not bear any joint responsibility."

"Grandmother has finally agreed to expel me from the family register!" Ye Xingchen laughed loudly, feeling no pain despite the tearing wounds on her body.

A flashback to the Ye family.

"What a tragedy! Look at the good daughter you raised!" The old lady angrily pounded her cane, while the nanny beside her hurriedly patted her back to calm her down.

"Father, will we get implicated? That's murder!" Ye Ruohuan asked anxiously.

"How could that not be? Your father was sent back from court today," the First Madam said anxiously.

"What should I do?"

At this moment, Vice Minister Ye sat in his chair with a livid face. His clothes were no longer as neat and gorgeous as before, with his collar slightly open. His hands were clenched into fists, and the veins on his hands were bulging.

"Huan'er, our Ye family must not be implicated by her. Didn't she want to leave the Ye family before? Then grant her wish and expel her from the Ye family immediately," the old lady said sternly, leaning on her cane.

"Mother, she is the granddaughter of the Ye family!" Minister Ye tried to change his mind.

"Get it done immediately. Once the imperial edict arrives, we're all doomed." The old lady stood up.

"Mother, there must be another way," Ye Shilang struggled.

"With one more of her, there is no Ye family. With one less of her, it doesn't matter. You are the head of the Ye family, this matter must be done this way!" the old lady said sternly. "I've made the decision! Open the ancestral hall and draft the documents!"

Ye Xingchen stared at the document in her hand, carefully reading every word. Wasn't this the one she had longed for? If it wasn't a member of the Ye family, then the royal marriage would be off the table. But why did she feel a strange pang of heartache?

“I have one condition,” she said.

"You said."

"I want the indentures of everyone in Qingfeng Courtyard."

"Yes," Ye replied decisively.

"Then, thank you very much, Father." As she spoke, she bit her finger and signed her name on the document, leaving a bloody mark. This was probably the last time she would call him "Father," she thought.

Seeing Ye Xingchen sign the document, Minister Ye felt a little reluctant and his voice softened, "Chen'er, don't blame your father. I am the head of the family, and I have to protect the Ye family."

Ye Xingchen ignored him.

Vice Minister Ye picked up the document, turned around, and walked out of the prison cell.

As Ye Xingchen stepped out the door, she asked the question she had always wanted to ask, "Did you ever truly love your mother?"

Ye Shilang paused for a moment, then said, "I loved you." He then left without looking back.

Tsk, Ye Xingchen sneered. The affection of youth could not withstand the power and status. Yes, who does not like money and power?

The cell fell silent again.

In a secluded spot, Luo Yan clenched his fist. He stared at Ye Xingchen's lonely figure not far away, his heart churning with complex emotions. Then he loosened his fist and quietly left.

Meanwhile, at the other corner of the cell, the person who had arrived during Luo Yan and Ye Xingchen's conversation stirred.