Dajin, in a remote courtyard of Prince Xian's Mansion.

Han Yumo opened his eyes and found himself lying in a closed space. When he moved slightly, there was a loud bang beside him.

She reached out and pushed the lid on her head. It was moving, so she lifted the lid and sat up.

"Ah! Miss... Miss, I know that you have been wronged, but you..." A scream mixed with crying sounded in Han Yumo's ear. The little girl in front of him was wearing a light pink ancient dress. Her well-behaved little face was pale, and her whole body was shivering.

Han Yumo looked around without saying anything. It was a shabby house. She looked at the place where she had been lying just now. It was a coffin. No wonder the little girl in front of her was so scared.

"Miss, Miss, you can rest assured!" The little girl plucked up her courage and walked up to Han Yumo, trying to persuade her to lie down.

Han Yumo was a little confused. She was a special military doctor in the 21st century. When she saved her comrades-in-arms, she was blown away by a bomb. What did she mean by appearing here?

"A coffin, a girl, and a shabby ancient house! Did I time-travel here?"

"Little girl, who are you?" Han Yumo asked the little girl.

When the little girl heard Han Yumo's words, she reached out with a trembling hand. She first poked Han Yumo's arm, and then touched her face to make sure that Han Yumo was warm and alive. Then she burst into tears.

From the little girl's intermittent crying, Han Yumo was sure that he had really time-traveled!

At present, Han Yumo was the legitimate daughter of the prime minister of the Jin. Although she was the legitimate daughter, she was not favored at home. Fortunately, her mother hired a medical daughter for her.

In the Great Jin, although this medical girl was not an honorable career, she was a fat job.

Because men and women did not get along well with each other in ancient times. Most of the time, the medical girls needed to treat the wives and daughters of officials. The rewards here were rich, and their lives were basically not worried.

Han Yumo had been engaged to the king since he was a child. His heart was completely focused on the king, but the king did not like her. Instead, he liked her younger sister, Han Yulu. Han Yulu looked weak and kind, but in fact, she had always been very jealous of this engagement. Before the wedding, she had plotted against her mother, the Wang family, and secretly hired people to spread rumors in the manor to slander Han Yumo and his servants.

Han Yumo was not favored in the Prime Minister's mansion. Although there was no conclusive evidence, the rumors became more and more spread with the help of Han Yulu and her daughter. The mother and daughter were divided into two groups. One was whispering to Prime Minister Han, and the other half was revealing Han Yumo's misunderstanding. The current situation made it even more unbearable.

Finally, the Prime Minister's Manor had a good relationship with the King of Chu. They changed Han Yumo, who was about to get married, to Han Yulu.

Han Yumo had been counting the days of his marriage every day and was looking forward to marrying his lover. However, all of his expectations turned into bubbles in one day. No one believed his own explanation. Even his sister had robbed him of the carefully sewn wedding dress, which made him heartbroken.

Originally, it was almost impossible to change the marriage, but Han Yumo really loved the king very much. Finally, he did the most bold thing in his life—to secretly change the name on the official plate back, and then knock out his sister's marriage.

Before the wedding began, the bride was found to be a fake. King Yao was so angry that he was about to divorce her. However, he was stopped by Han Yulu, the daughter of a concubine, who came over. However, Han Yumo was stabbed to death by the sword in King Yao's hand.

After Han Yumo's death, the king didn't even look at him. He asked someone to put him in the coffin and was ready to find a place to bury him. On one hand, it was a sad new death. On the other hand, he continued to hold the wedding happily. The bride was Han Yulu, Han Yumo's younger sister.

"Haha!" Han Yumo sneered. This b*tch couple was so heartless. They were still in the mood to hold a wedding after their death. They were not afraid of retribution.

"Miss, it's great that you didn't die. I'll tell His Highness immediately." The little girl, Tao Hong, poured a glass of water for Han Yumo and was about to report it to the king happily.

"Wait a minute, let's go together." Han Yumo stopped little Tao Hong. The shocking wound on her chest was all thanks to the b*tch couple. Now she had to go to the front hall in person to see what the expressions of the two people who had not died looked like!

"Miss, your injury!" Looking at the embarrassed Han Yumo, little Tao Hong felt that her master seemed to be different.

"It doesn't matter. It won't be so easy for them to kill me!" Han Yumo stood up, his eyes shining with a fierce aura.

There were drums and music in the front hall, with red ribbons and red balls hanging around. It was lively and lively.

The emcee was in charge of the wedding, and a pair of men in red stood in the middle. The man was handsome and elegant. Although the woman was wearing a veil, one could vaguely see her beautiful face.

"Husband and wife bow to each other!" The emcee loudly asked the two people in the front hall to do the last round. The guests around them also raised their heads and looked forward to the wedding, hoping that they could start the meal after the wedding.

"Hold on!" A loud shout came from outside the hall, attracting everyone's attention. Who was so bold to let the king slow down?

A girl in a red wedding dress came in from the outside of the hall. However, the wedding dress was covered with blood, and there was an obvious sword mark on her chest.

The girl's face was pale and her hair was disheveled. The strong cold air made people feel that she seemed to have come from hell.

"You, you..." Han Yulu lifted the veil when she heard the noise. When she saw who it was, her eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

The smiling face of the deceased king, Murong Jue, had turned cold the moment he saw Han Yumo.

However, in his eyes, which he tried his best to hide, Han Yumo saw a trace of panic.

Han Yumo felt a little sad for his original body. He had loved Murong Jue for so many years, but his beloved man hated him from the bottom of his heart. At first glance, he knew that Murong Jue was a jerk!

With a pair of amorous eyes, such a person was most likely a playboy.

"Why are you here?" Compared with Han Yulu, Murong Jue was much calmer. He shielded Han Yulu behind him and stared at Han Yumo with burning eyes.

Han Yumo walked in slowly and came to the side of Murong Jue and Han Yulu with a sweet smile.

"Your Highness, today is our wedding day. Even if I'm injured, there's no need for you and Han Yulu to be in such a hurry. Do you think I'm dead?"

Han Yumo's voice was neither loud nor low, just enough to be heard by all the guests.

Today was the day to marry the princess, but the guests really didn't know who the princess was. They thought that Han Yulu was the princess, but they didn't expect that she was just a fake!

Looking at the miserable look on the princess's face, it seemed that she was doting on her concubine and killing her wife...

In Dajin, the current emperor was strictly controlled by his wife. Everything the emperor had was given by the Empress's family, so he respected the Empress very much.

In the palace, the other imperial concubines were just decorations. The Empress held great power. The Empress hated concubines fighting for the favor the most.

Sure enough, when Murong Jue heard Han Yumo's words, his face suddenly changed. He thought that he could marry his beloved woman openly after Han Yumo was dead, but he didn't expect that Han Yumo would be haunted. He stabbed so deeply that he was bound to die, but now he came back to life.

Murong Jue walked to the front of Han Yumo and grabbed his wrist, trying to take her away. However, Han Yumo easily dodged Murong Jue and strode towards the guests.

Seeing that things were not going well, Han Yulu knelt down in front of Han Yumo with a thud.

"Sister, you secretly changed the official picture of me and His Highness. We didn't blame you. We found out that you committed suicide because you were guilty. We..." Han Yulu cried as she spoke.

She was beautiful to begin with, and her crying made her look even more adorable. Some people in the crowd began to reprimand Han Yumo. Changing their official positions without permission was a crime of deceiving the emperor!

Hearing Han Yulu's words, Han Yumo snorted coldly from his nose! She pulled out a smile from the corner of her mouth, bent down, and reached out to help Han Yulu.

When Han Yulu saw Han Yumo coming to help her up, a trace of disgust flashed across her eyes. However, when she secretly saw Murong Jue coming over, she cried even harder. When Han Yumo's hand touched her, she fell back.