Chapter 1: Chapter 1: Aixinjueluo Yinzhen
Floating in the air was an invisible figure, a ghost who had just entered the spirit world. Although he was untouchable, the moonlight which inexplicably shone on his handsome face caused his white visage to radiate a cold sentiment despite its brilliance.
Across from him was a blue screen decorated with a dragon at its top, offering a yes or no button to click. "Candidate Li Zhen, will you accept the binding of the soul?"
"If I accept, I can live again, right?" Li Zhen asked, his dark eyes shielded with emotionless mist which none could see through.
"Yes." It replied.
"Okay." The corner of his thin lips curved, and his thin fingers reached out to touch the 'yes' option.
This life of his has been spent making money, and taking care of his brother. These two goals were his guiding light and motivation to continue living ever since his parents died. Now that his brother had become independent, there was no need to linger as a ghost.
Sometimes, he wondered whether he had depression or not. Else, why did he never cry? Why put on a cold face all the time?
Li Zhen himself didn't know. He never studied psychology.
A sudden inseparable attachment to the system emerged in his heart, and Li Zhen felt his soul was burning. The process was like firing two metals together to create one single mixed metal.
How interesting.
When his lips were curved up enough to reveal a slight smile, a robotic mechanical voice was discharged from the blue screen. "Ding! Host has been bound to the system. Traveling to the assigned world now...."
Turning his head to look down at the world he was born in one last time, Li Zhen suddenly felt that the night street lights were brilliant, the tall lit buildings was a spectacle, and the fast movement of cars cooled down his dead but spiritually racing heart. Everything he once thought as ordinary was now beautiful.
How strange.
Unexpectedly, when he closed his eyes as the system began to take his soul away from this world, he wanted to wish for something.
In his next life, if possible, he wanted another guiding light, a motivation for him to truly live, to feel excited to be alive, a motivation that could cast ripples into his stagnant heart.
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Opening his heavy eyes, Li Zhen could perceive that he was on a wooden bed, and his pillow was quite hard. It was probably also made out of wood.
At this moment, there was movement in his arms, and when he turned his head, he saw a beautiful woman. Li Zhen couldn't help but widen his eyes. This was one of the most good-looking woman he had ever laid eyes on. Compared to the top models and stars he had seen on the internet before, she could be ranked in the top ten.
The woman blinked her long eyelashes, then turn her head shyly to an angle where her fair neck was revealed, and said while pursing her red cherry lips, "Si Lang, it's time to get up. We still have to go to the palace to pay respects to Huang Ama and E-Niang."
(Huang Ama - What the Emperor's sons call him in the Qing Dynasty; similar to Imperial Father) (E-Niang - What children calls their mother by in the Qing Dynasty)
Hearing what the woman said, Li Zhen glanced at his surroundings, and found that the room was enveloped in ancient furniture.
"System, you put me in the Qing Dynasty?" Li Zhen asked in his mind.
"Yes."
"Who's on the throne now?" He inquired. From what the woman said, Li Zhen inferred that he had become the son of an Emperor, and his mother was not from the middle palace (not the Empress).
"It's currently the reign of the Kangxi Emperor, and you are his fourth son, the future Yongzheng Emperor."
Li Zhen couldn't help but frown. He was both worried and excited.
When one travel to ancient times, it was best to be an idle prince or young master. He had already worked so much his health went into decline in his last life, and now the system transmigrated him into someone who exhausted himself to death. It was really ironic and tiresome.
However, he was also excited that he had become the revered cold-faced Fourth Master in history, who was a rare and diligent Emperor in his time. It seems that he really had to contribute more efforts to be worthy of the Fourth Master's identity.
Sitting up, Li Zhen reached out for his clothes that were hanged on the embroidered screen and began to dress himself. While doing this, he really had to admire the ancients' way of making things complicated for themselves. It was just clothing, why so many layers?
The woman behind him pouted her lips, reached out for his belt, then tied it on him while encircling her tiny arms around him. The distance was so close that he could smell her sweet scent. "Si Lang, what are you doing ah. It's my duty to serve you. If you don't let me, isn't it a failure of my duty?" The way she spoke was coquettish, with a tiny blush of embarrassment on her cheeks, and her fingers rubbed on his belt.
If it was a normal man, even if they didn't know this woman before, they would still feel a burning sensation and itching in their hearts, but it was a pity it was Li Zhen who had transmigrated here.
If one could use three words to describe Li Zhen, it would be cold-faced monk. He didn't like others touching him, and he always had an unapproachable expression on his face, which is why he seldom was promoted even though he had always worked hard.
For him, dressing up was his private business, why should he let others intervene? He was single even when he was nearly forty, dying as a pure virgin, so one could conclude what kind of peculiar man he was. Thus, he waved away the woman's tentacles and turned around to smoothen out his clothes.
"System, who is she?" From his knowledge, the Fourth Master indeed had a wife, but she was known for being dignified and virtuous. He wondered, was she so coquettish in private?
"She's your primary wife, Ulanara Rouze, 20 years old, currently pregnant."
Rouze? Why does this name sound so familiar?
Li Zhen shook his head internally. It doesn't matter, what's important now is to familiarize himself with his environment. It's vital to know the ins and outs of the court, as well as the harem so as to prevent himself being framed or used as a pawn by others.
Therefore, like the original Fourth Master, he must form his own sticky pole, a force that only belongs to him, and an information network that can allow him to know everything about others, from officials to the Emperor.
The first thing he has to do is build a foundation.
Li Zhen smiled wryly. Such a thing was easier said than done. He didn't even have the original owner's memories.
Turning to the original owner's wife, who was still stunned that he had waved away her hand, Li Zhen tried his best to soften his tone. "Rouze, let's go into the palace to greet Huang Ama and E-Niang."
From his brief observations, Li Zhen could see that the original owner treated this wife very well, so he couldn't be too different.
Rouze, who had been stupefied, quickly regained her initial temperament. Hugging his arm, she said shyly with her head lowered, "Okay, let's go."
The corner of Li Zhen's lips twitched. Why does this woman want to touch him every time she speaks?
What a weirdo.
Li Zhen took a glimpse of the woman's flat belly. Do pregnant women always act so strange?
Turning around to step out of the chamber, Li Zhen looked at the sunny vast sky, the heat of sunlight landing on his face, melting his cold expression by a tiny margin, causing his lips to curve into an arc.
From now on, he was Yinzhen, Aixinjueluo Yinzhen.
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