Song Xingzhi a vécu sous le règne de l'empereur Huizong

Chapitre 1

Volume One: Prelude to Entering Song Dynasty, A Wedding Across Time and Space

In the eighth year of the Kaibao era, Bianjing (Kaifeng) was established.

Yuxing Street, ten miles of red bridal procession.

The wedding procession stretched out in a long, winding line, leading to the place where her future depended on everything. Although she knew it was all her own choice, her once resolute heart stirred with resentment the moment the red veil was lifted.

She was originally just the most gentle woman in the deep palace, knowing etiquette and knowing when to advance and retreat. She had a beloved man she loved, but she never thought that one day, the man who belonged to her, who was everything to her, would leave her far away, leaving her bewildered and forgotten in the same place.

Once the heart is captured, all the suppressed negative thoughts will burst forth like a tiger unleashed, instantly devouring her completely.

Clutching the precious jade pendant in her palm, she tore off her veil the moment she raised her head, revealing a beautiful face covered in frost yet still exquisitely elegant. Glancing sideways, she lifted the red veil beside her, abandoning all propriety and displaying her face to the eyes of everyone outside the sedan chair. Her once warm heart was now plunged into an endless abyss by her own hands.

She will make all those involved in her marriage regret it.

From this day forward, she is no longer Princess Deqing, but Princess Qin.

The wife of the King of Qin, whom she hated most!

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It was a very beautiful and embarrassing spring dream.

The scene in her dream was quite alluring. It was a room decorated like a bridal chamber, with layers of red curtains. At first, all she could see was a blush, but the hazy light shone through the red veil covering her face and entered her eyes. She began to wonder if she had failed to survive her first attack and had already been reincarnated in the underworld. Otherwise, why would she have the illusion that she was a bride?

Just as she was considering removing the red veil from her head, it seemed to move away on its own as if it were aware of her wishes. She paused, looked up in surprise, and then—she saw him.

He wore a wide red robe, with a wide, soft belt around his waist inlaid with several jade stones of equal size. A silver plaque with a blinding light was tied to the bright red tassels hanging from the belt. The light was so bright that she could hardly open her eyes, so she subconsciously reached out and covered the plaque with her hand, and then raised her head to look at him.

However, she couldn't see his face clearly no matter how hard she tried. Feeling a little anxious, she kicked her leg and stood up. But her movement didn't make his face any clearer. The only thing she could see clearly was a pair of smiling, gentle eyes and lips that were faintly curved upwards in the haze.

"If you like it, I'll give it to you." His voice was very pleasant. As he finished speaking, he reached out and covered her hand, which was resting on the silver badge at his waist. With a slight pull, he removed the badge, and thus, he held both the badge and her hand in his palm.

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but found that she couldn't make a sound at all.

"You must be tired after a long day, you should get some rest."

The only thing that caught her eye was the man's gaze, which she quickly averted. He released her hand, turned, and was about to leave when she panicked. She reached out and grabbed his hand tightly, her palm burning with pain from the silver medal inside, yet she refused to let go.

The man seemed to sigh, then put his other arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his embrace. "You'll regret this."

She didn't understand. What was there to regret? No, she didn't regret it. Hadn't they gotten married? So where did he want to go? Since this was a dream, she wanted to see it through to the end, at least to let her see his face clearly.

Everything happened too fast. One moment she was in his arms, and the next she was lying on top of him, her wedding dress removed. She still couldn't see the man's face clearly, but his warm eyes had been looking at her gently the whole time, making her feel like she would fall asleep and never wake up again. If she died in this man's arms, it would be the happiest thing.

But she eventually woke up. When she woke up, the bedside was still silent. Knowing that her parents were tired of her illness, she was not sad or upset at all. She just smiled to herself and looked at the silver moon that was already high in the sky outside the window. She missed the dream she had just had.

Is there such a person in this world? Holding her so tenderly, as if everything outside was blocked behind him, she only needed to hide in his arms, and there would be no more pain, nor any need for self-pity.

A persistent pain throbbed in her broken heart. She bit her lip and smiled softly, recalling how she had been rushed to the hospital after suffering a heart attack because of a character's name in a novel. She thought to herself that her heart was probably too fast to bear the weight of her emotions accumulated over the years.

Zhao Defang.

The name that triggered her illness was that of the fourth son of Emperor Taizu of Song in history. I wonder what kind of person he was.

She glanced down at the stack of history books beside her hospital bed and smiled thoughtfully.

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She never imagined that things would spiral out of her control!

When she woke up in that man's arms, she desperately wanted to die. No matter how gentle the man was to her, she only wished that it was all just a nightmare.

"As long as you don't commit suicide, I will walk away from you from today onwards, okay?"

She gritted her teeth. The man in front of her had grown up with her since childhood. Although they had never had much contact, she had never imagined that he was such a despicable person. Last night, he must have taken advantage of her vulnerability and forced her to consummate their marriage!

"Get out!" she said coldly, driving her newlywed husband out of the bridal chamber. "I hope you will keep your promise and never appear before me again. Unless absolutely necessary, I will not stand by your side again."

That afternoon, she moved to Cherry Blossom Garden and completely cut off contact with her husband.

She never expected that after just one encounter, she would become pregnant with a child that shouldn't exist!

Chapter 1, Upon Waking, My Body Was No Longer the Same

Pain, the word enveloped her entire consciousness. An inescapable, overwhelming pain assaulted her, freezing her limbs in its intensity. She felt as if her breath was being choked, desperately trying to open her mouth wide to inhale the already shallow air. A powerful will to survive made her suddenly open her eyes.

The first thing that catches the eye is the red gauze curtain, embroidered with delicate plum blossoms in silver thread. On each side of the bed, there is a gold hook that holds it up, with gold tassels hanging down. The ends of the tassels droop down to the edge of the bed, but are currently being covered by a plump body.

"Push harder, madam! We can see the head! Just a little more push! It'll be out soon—"

The shrill voice seemed to pierce her eardrums, and accompanied by an increasingly clear and sharp pain in her lower abdomen, she bit her lip hard, and her weak hand suddenly grabbed the brocade quilt beneath her!

What happened to her? Why does it hurt so much?

"Yes, yes! That's it! Take a deep breath—push! The baby's almost out—"

The persistent, shrill voice assaulted her eardrums once more, and she suddenly opened her eyes wide, her blurred vision, damp with what she couldn't tell was tears or sweat, directed toward the source of the voice—

A blurry, grayish-green shadow was kneeling at her feet, and the shadow's outstretched hands were resting... right between her legs?!

She just said... a child? What child?

Before she could think further, a sharp and prolonged pain shot through her lower abdomen. She could no longer hold back and screamed—

"ah--"

When she woke up again, the blinding light almost made her unable to open her eyes. Squinting, she turned her head to avoid the glare staring directly at her, and then looked around—