Overcoming all difficulties, the princess is reborn to become the empress

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, heavy snow falls.

In Fenglan, Haiyue City, Wangyouge Teahouse.

The sound of the piano is melodious and lingering, like a pool of clear water, cool and refreshing...

"Can you change to a happier song? It's a cold day and the song is so cold!" A table of guests slammed the table and shouted.

"Yeah, guys spend money to have fun, who wants to listen to your sad song?" The people around him also started to make a noise.

The bright eyes behind the veil were slightly raised, and Ye Ziqing held her breath and concentrated. As her jade hands closed, the sound of the piano sounded again, euphemistic but resolute, trickling down...

All in all, she had been playing the piano here for almost a month.

In five days, on the Little New Year's Day, they will get paid, return the wages to Feng Yuqi, and drive him away.

By driving away Feng Yuqi, can he avoid the tragic fate of his parents and sister dying in front of him in his previous life?

Ye Ziqing didn’t know.

But, at least in this life, she knew in advance that Qi Yu was Feng Yuqi, the biological son abandoned by his father Feng Zihao, and the King Hao who was now the most respected by the emperor in Feng Lan.

Four months ago, she was still mentally retarded, and it was definitely not a coincidence that she was able to pick up Feng Yuqi in the wilderness. Everything was carefully planned by Feng Yuqi.

What was Feng Yuqi's intention in deliberately sneaking into her and her parents' lives?

In the nearly four months since her rebirth, she has repeatedly pondered Feng Yuqi's purpose.

Is it to avenge her father for abandoning Feng Yuqi and her mother in order to protect her and her mother?

Or was it to capture her and bring her back to Fenglan Palace again, hoping to use her identity as Princess Yunsheng as in her previous life to exchange for the many cities that were taken away by Yunsheng's scheme?

Thinking about it carefully, in the past four months, Feng Yuqi has not done anything to harm them except for occasionally leaving for a period of time for unknown reasons...

Ye Ziqing was thinking in her mind while playing the piano.

Suddenly, the screen in front of her in the elegant room was violently pushed open, and a drunken man staggered in front of her.

"Oh, why are you still wearing a veil? Take it off and let me see if your face under the veil is as beautiful as your song..."

Ye Ziqing turned her head to avoid the hand that the man extended, stood up quickly and took a few steps back, glancing towards the door with her bright eyes warily.

In the past, martial artists were specially assigned to guard the gates to prevent outsiders from entering casually.

This teahouse called Wangyouge not only hired women aged 16, 17 or 18 to play the piano at a high price, but also treated them with courtesy and provided them with strict protection.

If it were not so, a month ago she would not have insisted on playing the piano here to make money despite her father's obstruction.

Seeing that the martial artist at the door had disappeared for some reason, Ye Ziqing stared at the man who seemed to be very drunk vigilantly, while moving sideways with small steps.

She just moved to the side of the drunkard and wanted to run past him, but the man moved sideways and blocked her way.

Ye Ziqing had no choice but to retreat again and quickly searched the room for something that could be used for self-defense.

Just when she was getting nervous, a waiter rushed in and stood in front of her.

"Sir, this is a teahouse. Please move to the private room and don't disturb the girl playing the piano..."

Before the waiter could finish his words, he was pushed to the ground by the drunkard, "Get out of the way! Don't block me from looking at the beauty."

"How can this young man be so unreasonable? The waiter has already said that this is a teahouse, not a brothel..."

"Yes, if you want to see the beauty, you can go directly to the Yancui Tower, don't disturb our elegant fun here..."

The piano music stopped suddenly, and the guests in the teahouse gathered around one after another. Several young men who looked like scholars scolded and criticized the drunkard.

The drunk hesitated and stopped.

Ye Ziqing's tense body relaxed a little, and a familiar cold voice rang out from the crowd, "Since you have chosen to play the piano and sing for money in public, don't pretend to be virtuous."

She looked at the crowd in disbelief, but before she could find the person who made the sound, the drunk man seemed to be bewitched by the voice and approached her again with a snort and a laugh.

"A singing girl is a singing girl, she is the same everywhere."

Seeing the drunk man raising his hand towards her cheek, Ye Ziqing decisively raised her leg.

"Ah! How dare you kick me!" The drunk man fell to the ground, touching his chest, his face flushed with anger.

The crowd of onlookers moved aside.

"Sir, are you okay?" The waiter climbed up and helped the drunk man to stand up, but before he could stand firmly, he was pushed to the ground again by the drunk man.

The drunk man was furious. He quickly approached Ye Ziqing and slapped her in the face.

Ye Ziqing tilted her head and tried to raise her leg again, but the drunk's whole body flew out suddenly and hit the wall with a dull "bang".

Next to where the drunk had been standing, a young man glanced at the unconscious drunk with contempt, stepped aside and said, "Young Master!"

A man in a snow-white velvet cloak came out from the door.

What a stunning face!

Ye Ziqing had never seen such a gentle man before. The man walked towards her with a smile.

He walked up to her and seemed to be about to speak, but suddenly he started coughing.

Ye Ziqing lowered her eyes quickly, knelt down and bowed to express her gratitude: "Thank you very much for your help, young master."

Su Changfeng tried his best to suppress his cough.

It took him only half an hour to arrive in Haiyue City.

Manager Dong did not come to Wangyou Pavilion today because his mother was ill, and Chiying was nowhere to be seen, so he called the martial artist guarding in front of the piano room over to question him.

Before he could finish a few words, a waiter came in in a panic, saying that someone had disturbed the girl playing the piano. He immediately rushed over with Ruoying.

Waving his hand towards Ruoying who looked worried, Su Changfeng looked at the woman playing the piano in the room.

They should be of similar age, but the veil hides their faces.

Stopping his cough, Su Changfeng raised his hand to support her and said, "Young lady, you're welcome. You're playing the piano in our shop, and it's my responsibility to protect you!"

Hearing the voice, Ye Ziqing suddenly raised her eyes and looked at the young man in white in surprise, her head buzzing.

This sound?

Why does it seem so familiar?

It is so similar to the dream I had recently!

Since she was reborn four months ago and woke up to protect her father from the sword, she had been having a strange dream over and over again in recent months. In the dream, a vague figure kept mumbling in her ear, calling her over and over again:

"Yunxuan, Yunxuan..."

"Yunxuan, I'm sorry, I'm late..."

"Yunxuan, the army will set out tomorrow. I will make those who have bullied you pay the price one by one..."

"Yunxuan, I finally found the Master Shiguo..."

"Yunxuan, why do you have no attachment to this world..."

"Yunxuan, I am willing to exchange my life for your rebirth. To fulfill your wish, you must cooperate obediently..."

......

The woman playing the piano in front of him suddenly looked up at him. She had a pair of long and narrow eyes with smooth and upturned tails, like the eyes of a phoenix.

Su Changfeng's heart trembled.

Could this girl in front of him be the one he has been searching for for so many years?