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Dusk. The sun was setting in the west. The orange afterglow on the horizon was gradually replaced by black. Under the sunset, the vast Ming Dynasty was about to usher in another mysterious and long night.

Within the Great Ming Dynasty's palace, the Falling Flower Palace.

"..." It's a pity, but there's no more regrets. "

Ming Yu laid on the white bed, eyes slightly closed, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He had originally died in this world, but just so happened to pass through this new world, and his soul had fused into the body of this master who had the same surname as him.

However, Ming Yu did not realize that he had already crossed over, and was still peacefully waiting for death.

In the original world, Ming Yu was born in a small county in China. His father left early and he and his mother lived together, living a bitter life.

Mingyu had always loved games since he was young, but when he discovered that he could earn money from his profession with his great intelligence and reaction speed, and improve his family's poor conditions, he told his mother this thought with great fear and trepidation.

Even now, Mingyu still remembered the look in her mother's eyes when she was looking at her.

His mother only said one sentence: "Silly child, if you have a dream, then go chase it. Your mother will always support you."

From then on, Ming Yu relied on his exceptional skills in e-sports to be invincible. Today, at the age of 25, Ming Yu had millions of dollars in assets and lived with his mother in the best villa in the city.

However, yesterday, Ming Yu's most beloved mother accidentally fell down from the duplex building, causing her brain to bleed.

"When I was alive, I gave you the greatest happiness. However, you have left in the end. Who in this world would understand me?"

Ming Yu stood in front of the huge window and looked at the bustling city night scenery. He wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and poured the entire bottle of Hennessy XO down his throat.

It was unknown how much wine he drank, but when Ming Yu fell to the ground, he had already been poisoned by alcohol and bid farewell to the world.

"It was unfortunate for my mother to leave, and it wasn't in vain for me to become famous. It was a pity, and no more regrets, right?" Ming Yu muttered to herself …

Wait!

Ming Yu felt dizzy for a moment, then suddenly opened her eyes, sitting up on the white bed. She looked around, only to see that the walls were decorated with an antique ink painting. Not far from the bed, there was a wooden table carved with sandalwood.

This is...

While Ming Yu was still in shock, a wave of memories flooded into his mind.

This boundless land with a population of three billion was called the Great Ming Dynasty. The highest authority was Duke Ming. His cultivation base had already broken through the ninth level of the Transcending Mortality Stage and he was currently in seclusion, trying to break through to higher realms!

Almost all of Duke Ming's sons and daughters were dragons and phoenixes, and only the 17th Prince Ming Yu, who had already reached the age of 16, did not even have the qualifications to become a martial artist and had completely lost face for the royal family.

In private, everyone said that Prince Seventeen was trash, a bastard.

But what moved Prince Seventeen was that after being secretly in love with her for so many years, the girl from a noble clan didn't seem to reject him.

Prince Seventeen mustered up the courage to pursue a young girl. In the past two years, he had given away a great amount of money and gifts, but the young girl had never expressed her attitude, but she did not refuse. This made Prince Seventeen feel that as long as he worked hard, he would definitely win.

Who would have thought that this afternoon, the so-called Ninth Prince, one of the three great monstrous geniuses of the dynasty, would go to the young girl's house and get engaged. It was said that two years ago, the Ninth Prince was interested in the young girl's proposal.

Only then did Prince Seventeen understand. The young girl already had the ninth prince in her heart. She had only made him a meal ticket for two years!

He had spent the past two years frugally saving money for her to eat, wear, play with, and hold her high in the sky. She happily accepted his love for her, his kindness towards her, but in the end, she lied in the arms of another man and giggled …

Why do you want to trample on my feelings!

In a fit of rage, Prince Seventeen wanted to enter the palace with the young girl and interrogate her, but he didn't want to be locked outside. He tried again and again, but was met "coincidentally" by the palace guards who were patrolling inside.

The thunderous blow to his body and mind caused the souls of the 17th Prince to shatter. At this time, Ming Yu's soul forcefully penetrated in.

"A nightmare before death?"

Ming Yu frowned, but quickly smiled in relief, "It was just a dream. What is there to be depressed about? Anyway, the 17th Prince wouldn't really be me."

Boom!

At this moment, Ming Yu's soul had completely fused into his body. A powerful will suddenly surged into the protective jade he had worn for many years.

The ancient jade lightly shook and started to emit a faint light. With a speed that could not be seen by the naked eye, it slowly brightened. Ming Yu did not notice this unforeseen event. As he slightly moved his body, he felt his entire body ache, and he did not even have the strength to get out of bed.

Unexpectedly, even the feeling was so clear that Ming Yu finally realized that she wasn't dreaming, but had actually transmigrated!

So I really am this 17th Prince, right …

F * ck your seventeenth prince!

Ming Yu sat at the head of the bed in a daze. It took a long time before she could accept this cruel reality. However, since she had really transmigrated, then …

Ming Yu seemed to have realized something. Suddenly, with a creaking sound, the door opened and a beautiful woman dressed in black palace clothing walked in.

She was dressed simply and her face was slightly pale. Her lips were pale, but she was still smiling, giving people a feeling of serenity and peace.

"Yu'er, are you feeling better?"

She hurriedly sat down in front of the bright feather bed and slightly trembled as she opened the jade bottle. While pouring out a few fragrant pills, she said in a gratified voice, "Mom went to the pharmacy to look for you for a long time. Thankfully, there was still some nourishing powder that was able to suppress your injuries."

"You … It really was … "My mother?"

Ming Yu's eyes turned red as she stared at the woman. In her memory, she was called Yang Xuerong.

"Silly child, what happened to you? "Is there something wrong with my head, Mother …"

Before she could finish, Yang Xuerong was tightly hugged by Ming Yu. No matter what she said, Ming Yu refused to let go.

At this moment, the item that he had once lost and was as important as his life seemed to once again be … He returned to Ming Yu's side.

Originally, when Ming Yu endured the memories and resentful emotions of this body, she had already vowed to change everything. But now, she still had to protect the people close to her.

Yang Xuerong was the person Ming Yu would protect for the rest of his life!

"Yu'er …" What's the matter with you? Mother … "Cough, cough …"

As she spoke, Yang Xuerong began to cough uncontrollably.

Mingyu's mind stirred, she remembered that because Yang Xuerong had always been weak and sickly, she suffered from lung disease all year round. Recently, her mother's condition was getting worse and worse, and she was bedridden everyday, lacking the strength to get up.

Every half a month, the palace would send someone to deliver a Purple Blood Lingzhi worth 30,000 inkstones, and only this could temporarily relieve Mother's symptoms, and today was the right time to deliver the medicine.

At this moment, the maid, Little Shuang, came in from outside the door and reported, "Empress, Your Highness, the butler of the Yuld Palace, Eunuch Liu, requests an audience."

"Eunuch Liu?"

Mingyu frowned. The Yutang was the imperial concubine of the Thirteenth Prince, the palace that Imperial Concubine Li lived in. The person who delivered the medicine today had not come, so why was it Eunuch Liu of the Yutang here?

"Got it, you can go now." As soon as Ming Yu gave her orders, she got up and put on her clothes, then went out to meet Yang Xuerong.

From afar, Ming Yu saw that among the servants who came to visit, there was a middle-aged man wearing a yellow-brown brocade robe and a black hat.

His face was extremely pale, even a little pale. His eyes were like a mouse's, his lips were thin, his head was fat, his ears were big, his body was fat, and all these years he had been bowing and bowing, which had caused him to be slightly hunchbacked. But today, he had his hands behind his back, trying his best to straighten his chest.

Mingyu looked down at Eunuch Liu's oily and powdered face, and felt extremely uncomfortable. However, Yang Xuerong, as the First Hall Master, still spoke politely, "I didn't know that Eunuch Liu has come today … "What is it?"

Eunuch Liu smiled and used his thin voice to speak, "Today, this old servant came to pass on a piece of news to Lady Yang. The Purple Blood Lingzhi that was delivered to the Fallen Flower Hall every half a month was no longer provided."

"What?" "Cough, cough …"

Yang Xuerong's illness was not light in the first place, and upon hearing these words and being agitated, she could not help but cough. However, in the eyes of Eunuch Liu, it did not attract any sympathy at all.

Yang Xuerong said with slight anger, "Why? What qualifications do you have to do this? "

"Of course this old servant has the qualifications!"

Eunuch Liu's voice completely overshadowed Yang Xuerong's. He smiled disdainfully as he said, "I don't mind telling you, our Thirteenth Prince is about to break through to the sixth level of the Transcending Mortality Stage, reconstructing his soul. Naturally, such a profound realm requires a large amount of Origin Gathering Pills.

Hearing the words "Empress", Yang Xuerong's face paled. Madame Li must have used the Queen's power to target her.

However, because Yang Xuerong was favoured at that time, Duke Ming gave her the night pearl that Li Fei loved the most. Since then, Li Fei did not receive much favor from Duke Ming, so she blamed it all on Yang Xuerong, targeting her everywhere.

Suppressing the feeling of grievance in her heart, Yang Xuerong calmly said, "Then …" Eunuch Liu, when will you be able to issue the Purple Blood Lingzhi again? "

"I've discovered that esteemed wangfei's brain isn't that good."

Eunuch Liu coldly glanced at Yang Xuerong, and said with a strange tone: "After our Thirteenth Prince breaks through, he will only need a lot more Origin Gathering Pills in the future. Naturally, this Purple Blood Lingzhi will not be provided any longer."

"Money is not something that can be spent just like cats and dogs. Naturally, the Thirteenth Prince has to spend a lot of money to cultivate his son. He is not like some people who are usually useless and use the things in the palace for nothing, only thinking that they deserve it!"

When the servants behind him heard this, they couldn't help but laugh.

"You … "Cough, cough …"

Yang Xuerong was so angry that she almost fainted, but Ming Yu helped her up.

Ming Yu shook his head at Yang Xuerong, and said with a pained heart, "It's useless, mother, the palace is rich in assets, how could I not have the money to buy the Purple Blood Lingzhi. It's just an excuse, no matter how weak, anyone would dare bully you, even a dog would dare be presumptuous in front of you."

"What did you say?" Eunuch Liu yelled until his voice broke. Hearing Ming Yu's words, the good mood he had been in instantly vanished.

Was this still the weak and taciturn Prince Seventeen?

Ming Yu looked coldly at Eunuch Liu. "I warn you, if you dare to disrespect my mother again, I will smash your mouth."

"This old servant is from the Jadeite Palace …"

"Scram!"

Eunuch Liu's expression was unsettled. He glared fiercely at Ming Yu before hurriedly leaving with his underlings.

In the gloomy and cold night, Ming Yu endured the pain on her body and insisted on sending Yang Xuerong back to her room. After seeing Yang Xuerong finally barely fall asleep after coughing frequently, she left with a heartache, lightly covering the door.

When Ming Yu returned to her room, her face was already gloomy.

Yang Xuerong's sickness could obviously not be delayed any longer, and she had to obtain the Purple Blood Lingzhi as soon as possible!

According to his memories, there was a Purple Blood Lingzhi in the forest behind the palace. But, a large number of fierce beasts were lurking inside, and only martial artists could explore the dangerous areas.

The so-called martial artist required the absorption of heaven and earth origin energy, turning it into true qi to temper their body and soul, thus reaching the great leap in their life. They were called the 'Transcending Mortality Stage'!

The Transcending Mortality Stage was divided into nine stages. They were: Flesh Forging, Tendon Forging, Tempering, Bone Forging, Blood Transformation, shedding, Soul Shaping, Spirit Refinement, Essence Returning, and Extreme Seal. The further one went, the harder it was for them to cultivate.

"If I become a warrior, I will definitely cure Mother's illness, and I will never allow the Luo Hua Hall to fall into such dire straits again!"

Ming Yu clenched her fists tightly. Suddenly, she noticed something glowing in front of her chest. She took out the ancient jade.

Who would have thought that the ancient jade would become even brighter, and then Mingyu felt a sudden pain in her right hand, as the ancient jade had left a shocking bloody gash on her right palm!