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Chapter 1 Return of the prostitute

Chapter 1 The return of the legitimate daughter

Time seems to have passed for a long time, and it seems to have just passed for a moment...

Ye Xingyue regained consciousness from the darkness and chaos.

She heard all kinds of noises nearby, and someone was shouting, "Madam, please push harder, push harder, you can see the head, you can see the child's head..."

Huh? Someone is giving birth?

Ye Xingyue felt that something was wrong all over her body, as if she was lying in a puddle of water and had difficulty breathing.

This was the feeling before death...but now, she had an ultimate desire to live.

She saw a group of light coming through, attracting her.

She faced the light and tried hard to see clearly the world on the other side of the light...

She felt the various sounds around her, and soon she realized that she had entered a whole new world.

Moreover, she seemed to be a baby who was about to be born.

Could it be death that made her reborn?

Is this her new life and destiny?

If so, she can only accept it.

Her hearing was extremely sensitive, and she heard a woman's low voice, "The Prime Minister has told me not to leave the son behind but the mother."

Prime Minister? Who is it?

Before she had time to think, she felt her body being squeezed hard...

Then, with a bang and the baby's cry, she was finally born.

And the woman who gave birth to her, her biological mother, fainted from the pain after screaming at the top of her lungs!

Before she could even look at her biological mother, she was wrapped and carried out of the room, and was handed over by the midwife to a middle-aged man waiting outside the door.

Her round eyes looked at the middle-aged man curiously.

who is he?

The man is about thirty years old, with gloomy eyes.

His voice was low and somewhat hoarse, "Xiao Nizi, if the Imperial Master hadn't told you that your fate was extraordinary, you wouldn't have survived.

"The Prime Minister is about to get married to Princess Qingyang, so you can't go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion. You better stay in the Taoist temple. It's a treasure land of Feng Shui."



In this way, Ye Xingyue stayed in the Taoist temple for eighteen years without anyone paying attention.

Zuo Xiangfu has probably forgotten her.

Her biological father also completely forgot about her.

But she can't forget...

We must not forget that when she was just born, the woman who gave birth to her died, and she died a violent death.

As a human son, she had to seek justice for her biological mother.

So, eighteen years later, on the 50th birthday of Zuo Xiangye Xiao Han, her biological father, she decided to come to Chu to settle the old blood debt.



Ye Xiaohan was in the position of Prime Minister of the Left, and those who came to celebrate his fiftieth birthday were all high-ranking dignitaries.

Gorgeous horse-drawn carriages filled the streets on both sides in front of the Zuoxiang's Mansion.

Ye Xingyue rode an old and thin donkey and was stopped just as she approached the gate of Zuo Xiang's Mansion.

"Come on, hurry up, our Prime Minister Zuo's Mansion will not accept alms today."

The person who drove her away was a servant of Zuo Xiangfu.

"I want to see my father, Ye Xiaohan."

Ye Xingyue's tone of voice was steady and cold, and her compelling eyes were also cold, but her eyes were extremely beautiful, hiding the brilliance of the sun and the moon.

The servants were stunned when they heard that she actually called Mr. Zuo Xiang by his first name and said that he was her father.

Then, he sneered, "What? Did I hear you right? How dare you say that Mr. Zuo Xiang is your father? I think you, a Taoist nun, are crazy."

The sudden appearance of Ye Xingyue has attracted the attention of many people.

Everyone started to watch.

When they heard Ye Xingyue's "nonsense" and said that the left prime minister was her father, everyone looked at her one after another.

I saw that Ye Xingyue was wearing an old Taoist uniform and looked a little shabby.

But she looks pretty.

A deserted face has an aristocratic dignity that no one dares offend.

"Ye Xiaohan is my father."

Ye Xingyue told everyone in a sonorous tone.

At the same time, he stared at the servant, "Tell Ye Xiaohan that his biological daughter is back! If he doesn't recognize his biological daughter, aren't you afraid of damaging his reputation as left prime minister? Aren't you afraid that the officials will impeach him for abandoning his biological daughter?

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(End of chapter)


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