She just stood firm, as memories swarmed through her mind, one scene after another.
After a long while,
Su Yan opened her eyes, a flicker of confusion passing through them,
"Xiao Hua"
"Hmm? What’s wrong, Host?"
"In these memories, I died, and then came back to life. Why is that?"
"Host, this body of yours has been reborn."
Upon hearing this word, Su Yan was somewhat stunned.
"Reborn?"
"Yes, she lived twice; it’s just that her fate was quite tragic. She died in the first life, and also died in the second life."
Listening to Xiao Hua’s words, Su Yan began to sort out this person’s memories.
This country is called Xuanyuan Country, and the royal family has the surname Xuanyuan.
The original host was a third-class palace maid in the palace of the Eldest Prince, Xuanyuan Yonglin.
She cautiously survived in the palace, and she was supposed to be freed to marry in two more months.
But then, one month before her release, the Emperor died.
The Eldest Prince was supposed to succeed the throne, but he died suddenly the day before his coronation.
Soon after, the Second Prince also died suddenly.
Ultimately, the throne passed smoothly, and the Third Prince, Xuanyuan Yonghao, became the ultimate winner.
The Third Prince had always been low-key, and originally the court officials thought a weak Emperor had ascended the throne, causing them to worry about the future of Xuanyuan Country.
But just one day later, those court officials lost all such thoughts, finding themselves praying for their own lives instead.
On the first day of his ascension, Xuanyuan Yonghao ordered the execution of all ministers and followers of the Eldest and Second Princes by dismemberment, killing them all on the spot.
Those still alive on that day, seeing heaps of corpses and remains, were so terrified they did not dare to move a muscle.
In theory, such matters of the court had nothing to do with the original host, a mere third-class palace maid.
But was this newly ascended Emperor Xuanyuan Yonghao a simple person?
The very next day, all maids, guards, and concubines of the Eldest and Second Princes, hundreds of people, were executed in the Imperial Palace, all on the same day.
Standing in the lofty court, looking down, a dense mass of heads rolled, their blood flowed directly into the moat, turning the water red, which did not recover even after seven days and nights.
What does a river of blood look like?
It was probably the scene before their eyes at that time.
And the original host was also on that list of those to be executed, and died.
After dying, the original host unexpectedly returned to a year before.
At that time, everything had not yet changed.
The original host thought she understood the course of history, so she wanted to avenge her previous life.
She was determined to strangle the brutal Third Prince in his cradle.
The original host felt she bore the heavy responsibility of saving the people from disaster.
Volunteering herself, she became a spy under the directive of the Eldest Prince, deployed close to Xuanyuan Yonghao, constantly lurking.
It’s just unfortunate·····, the original host always felt she had been careful enough in her surveillance.
However, she found no trace of anything suspicious; the Third Prince’s daily routine included sleeping, reading, eating, or enjoying flowers, showing no unusual activity.
As the year was almost up, the Emperor’s death was approaching.
The original host felt she had to take a desperate chance; she painstakingly started to get close to the Emperor, even writing a letter of appeal in her own blood to present to him.
But all these efforts, seemingly like stones sinking into the sea, went without any response.
The Emperor still died, even two months earlier than the scheduled time.
That day, she followed the Third Prince’s orders to deliver pastries to the Emperor.
Yet, with unhindered access, once she entered, she saw the Emperor lying on the ground, already breathless.