Liu Yunqing, furious, went straight to the main house to seek justice from the current head of the Liu family.
Unfortunately, it was destined to be a wasted effort.
After all, though Liu San was a son of the Liu family, his power was not yet so great; without the head’s instruction, how could he dare to blatantly bully others under the watchful eyes of the public!
Liu Yunqing was very disappointed.
For him, to stand firm in the Liu family as a son born out of wedlock was already difficult, let alone making a name for himself as the esteemed "Master Yu" in the talent-filled capital city—a feat impossible without his own considerable abilities.
Alas, status determined everything; no matter how much he did, in the Liu family, he could never surpass the legitimate offspring and held no real power.
These facts became clear when the Liu family decided to move against Ye Gaosheng—they even found a way to send him away, revealing their intentions.
Back in his own courtyard, for some reason, Liu Yunqing always felt uneasy, sensing that something significant would happen in the next few days, something that would greatly impact the Liu household.
Unfortunately, he was powerless to do anything.
The Qianqiu Festival, the birthday of the nation’s mother.
Early in the morning, the entire capital city was enveloped in a festive atmosphere, with each family hanging red lanterns to pray for the Empress’s blessings.
It was said that the master from the Huguo Temple had entered the Imperial Palace early to chant scriptures, praying to the heavens for the Empress’s longevity. At night, there was to be a grand palace banquet to celebrate, inviting the relatives of many officials.
Just after noon, someone from the Royal Residence of Prince Jing came to fetch Ye Jiu.
Although Prince Jing himself did not come over, he sent his personal servant, whom Ye Jiu had seen once before and thus recognized.
By then, Ye Jiu had already made up her appearance.
Although she wasn’t as miraculous as Si Rong, who could perform face-changing techniques, she had Plane Space, so creating a fake face was quite easy for her.
After perfectly attaching the fake face that she had customized from La Sike onto her own, and then changing into the servant’s clothes, Ye Jiu looked in the mirror and smiled cheerfully.
Touching her face a few times, the material of the fake face was said to be made of a type of synthetic rubber used for producing robots, with a similarity to human skin of over ninety percent.
At this moment, the fake was perfectly fitted to Ye Jiu’s face, indistinguishable from real skin—even to the touch, one couldn’t feel any difference from actual skin.
On her way, Ye Jiu was brought inside the Royal Residence of Prince Jing.
The servant stopped and said to Ye Jiu, "Young Master, the Princely Heir is inside. Your matter has already been instructed by the Prince to the Princely Heir. You may go straight in, and I will take my leave now."
Even though he did not know the background of this young man, being able to have their Prince personally instruct the Princely Heir to bring him into the Imperial Palace meant his status was extraordinary—at least higher than that of a mere servant—so he dared not be negligent.
"Understood, thank you for showing me the way," said Ye Jiu as she passed over a pouch of money.
The servant bowed to accept it, "This servant thanks the Young Master for the reward."
After the servant left, Ye Jiu pushed open the door and entered.
Only then did she realize that she recognized the young man inside the room!
Wasn’t this the one who had his jade pendant stolen by a thief a few days before?
However, it made sense—Liu Yunqing called him cousin, and the Princess Consort of Prince Jing was indeed an aunt from the Liu family; the relationship was correct, Ye Jiu quickly understood.
Yet at this moment, looking at the young man in front of her, her eyes warmed a little more.
This was the child who had swapped identities with her, a conspiracy orchestrated by her own birth mother. She, the legitimate daughter of Prince Jing, had become a farmer’s child, while he, who should have been a farmer’s son, leaped to become the Princely Heir of Prince Jing.