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A deep drumbeat reverberated through the mist, and a woman suddenly opened her eyes. Gently rubbing the remnants of sleep from her eyes, she found herself lying in a luxurious coffin.
The atmosphere within the coffin was suffocating, and the confined space made her feel oppressed. The vermilion lacquered wood emitted a soft glow in the dim light, casting a reflection on her face.
A gloomy atmosphere enveloped the surroundings as she massaged her temples, trying to recall fragments of memories from this life.
In this life, she was named Simaziyun, born into the prominent Sima family of the Wang clan in Yunnan. Her identity was that of the eldest legitimate daughter of Sima Xiangru, the Grand Prime Minister of the Sima clan.
This coffin was the tool she used to fake her death, as she did not want to be forced into the palace to become a concubine, a fate that would bind her for life.
On the day of the wedding, all the plans had been arranged long ago. She first pretended to be sick for a period of time, and then at the wedding, she swallowed a purple-red pill.
The pill is called the "Dream Departing Soul Pill" and can make a person enter a coma-like state, as if they have truly died, and naturally awaken two days later.
So, she quietly had someone replace her with a decoy in the palace, and placed herself in a secluded villa in the south of the Sima family.
Recalling all this, she couldn't help but admire Simaziyun, she was truly a woman of strong convictions.
"Perhaps it's already too late in this lifetime?" she thought to herself, a hint of disappointment passing like a shadow.
When her heart stirred, the faint red line on her wrist appeared, and it began to turn transparent. At the end of the red line was a bead, shimmering faintly with the clear numbers "25," indicating that this lifetime was her twenty-fifth cycle of reincarnation.
Five Destiny Stone s were hidden within the red line on her hand, emitting a faint glow as if anticipating the arrival of the next one.
Simaziyun sighed softly, lifted the lid of the coffin, and emerged with complex emotions. The moonlight outside the coffin was gentle, casting onto the ancient furniture in the room, like a tunnel of time, bringing her back to this enclosed world.
She caught a glimpse of the mirror beside her, seeing her still elegant self, but the expression on her face seemed drained of vitality. The now transparent red line tightly wrapped around her wrist, with the number 25 displayed in the bead. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, and she quickly stowed away the Destiny Stone, warily looking around.
"Miss, you're finally awake," a person dressed like a maid came in and asked.
Too many memories from past lives have accumulated, slowing down her thinking ability. Sometimes she even accidentally calls out the wrong name.
Simaziyun tilted her head and looked at her for a long time before saying, "Xiao Xuan, I'm fine. I just slept too long and my thoughts suddenly got a little confused."
"Miss, you really scared me with that look. When I came in and saw you sitting there in a daze, I thought the medicine hadn't worn off yet..." Xiao Xuan didn't finish her sentence, she shivered and tightly gripped the white embroidered fan hanging by her side.
"It's okay, it's all in the past." Simaziyun smiled slightly, stood up, and slowly put on the cloud brocade robe placed next to the coffin. The robe floated up with her movements, like a light and fluffy white cloud.
"Xiao Xuan, how are those plans going?" Simaziyun asked with a calm mind, lowering her eyes.
Xiao Xuan immediately nodded and smiled like a blooming flower, "Everything is going according to Miss's plan. Everyone in the family thinks that you have passed away and has already started arranging for the aftermath."
"Very good." A slight smile appeared on Simaziyun's lips, this was exactly what she wanted.
Suddenly, a noisy sound came from outside the room. Xiao Xuan frowned and quietly walked to the window to peek out.
"What's happening? Why is there drumming?" she asked.
"The Emperor's army on a southern expedition is nearby, it seems they will rest here," Xiao Xuan replied in a low voice.
Simaziyun felt her heart tighten. How could the Emperor suddenly go on a southern expedition? This undoubtedly brought variables to her plan.
"Miss, a servant came to report, it seems unusual. A group of people is coming this way, the leader is wearing dragon robes, with a dignified expression, as if..."
"Emperor?" Simaziyun had sharp eyes like an eagle, with a look that seemed to say, "Are you joking?"
"Yes, he is leading a group of people on a southern tour, and I don't know why he would come here." Xiao Xuan seemed somewhat uneasy.
Simaziyun smiled lightly, instantly regaining composure. She turned her head and instructed, "Xiao Xuan, take this box and go to the backyard through the back door to hide it. There are some evidence I want to leave behind for my escape. Don't let anyone else find it."
"Yes, miss," Xiao Xuan immediately turned and carried out the order.
"It's time to leave," she said, taking a deep breath of fresh air. Simaziyun decided to leave this cursed place.
As she walked around the cottage and onto a small path, the sound of galloping hooves approached in the distance. Soon, a dozen royal guards appeared in sight, with a figure towering on horseback, exuding an intimidating presence even in the darkness.
That would be the emperor of this lifetime—Chu Chenyuan. His countenance is calm, his gaze deep, exuding a formidable dignity that cannot be underestimated.
Chu Chenyuan's eyes emit a cold and stern look, sweeping across the room and immediately catching sight of the coffin inside.
"What's that? Go check it out," Chu Chenyuan ordered the guard beside him.
The loyal guard dismounted carefully and walked towards the coffin. He placed his hand on the lid and pushed, only to find it empty.
"Your Majesty, there is no one inside," Zhao Muhu replied.
Chu Chenyuan furrowed his brows, about to speak, when suddenly his gaze sharpened and landed on a nearby path, where a woman was standing.
The girl was dressed simply, but her face was exceptionally beautiful. Chu Chenyuan and Simaziyun locked eyes.
"I have long heard of the beauty of the Sima family, and it seems the rumors are true," he said calmly, but with a significant undertone that could not be ignored.
"Your Majesty is too modest. This place is remote, I wonder what instructions Your Majesty has? Simaziyun politely responded, but her heart was already sounding alarm bells.
Chu Chenyuan stared at her without turning his eyes, with a slight smile on his lips, "The Sima family has produced such an outstanding woman, but choosing to live in seclusion, it's a bit of a pity."
Simaziyun Seeing that she was not blamed by the emperor, she suddenly understood something. She raised her eyebrows and a hint of a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. "Sometimes, choosing to live a simple and secluded life is safer than anywhere else."
Chu Chenyuan Laughed after hearing this, looking quite amused. "Safe? Well, sometimes the safest place is actually the most dangerous. Because you never know when one day, an emperor might suddenly visit and disrupt that peace."
Simaziyun couldn't help but laugh, "It seems that Your Majesty is truly an unpredictable emperor." There was a mischievous tone in her words, as if the romance of this life had deepened a bit more.
Chu Chenyuan responded smoothly, "Paired with a consort daring enough to fake her death to escape marriage, isn't this a match made in heaven?"
"As the number of reincarnations increases, Your Majesty's thick skin seems to have become even thicker." Simaziyun's smile became even more apparent.
Chu Chenyuan responded with a smile, saying, "It takes one to know one."
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