Even women who travel through time can become prime ministers and nobles.

Chapter 253 Shi Wanxia's Song

Just as everyone was lost in their own thoughts, a commotion arose outside. It turned out that His Majesty's palanquin was ready, and Yu Heng rushed over to urge everyone to set off.

The group straightened their clothes and followed Yu Heng in turn towards the Imperial Clan Court. They remained silent the entire way, the only sounds being the heavy footsteps and the occasional rustling of clothes.

The Imperial Clan Court, that eerie building, stood before us, like a sleeping behemoth, exuding a chilling aura. The stone lions on either side of the gate bared their fangs and claws, as if proclaiming their majesty to the world.

As the group followed Shen Yuxi into the Imperial Clan Court, the dim light made them uneasy. The torches on the walls flickered, reflecting the various expressions on their faces.

Shen Yuxi stopped, glanced around, and finally fixed his gaze on the Crown Prince: "Crown Prince, you speak first. How much do you know about Cui Zhihao's case?"

The prince was slightly taken aback, and quickly bowed. Just as he was about to speak, he felt countless eyes staring at him from behind. His heart tightened, and he didn't know where to begin.

At this moment, a beautiful song came from inside the Imperial Clan Court, and everyone stopped to listen.

Whenever I feel pain, I want you to hold me tight.

Touch my soul just like you always have.

Whenever I am confused,

You give me a sense of warmth.

Like someone's arm,

She held my shoulders tightly.

Sometimes I feel lonely and helpless.

Like pebbles rolling down a hillside,

But whenever I think of your name...

I will always regain my confidence.

Sometimes I lose my way.

Like a swallow separated from its flock in the sky,

But just thinking about your existence...

Then you will no longer feel fear.

I love you, my dear China.

I shed tears for you, and I am also proud of you.

I love you, my dear China.

I shed tears for you, and I am also proud of you.

One day this song will grow old.

Like the branches of an old poplar tree,

But I will still sing it again and again.

It is like my life.

Some people will gradually disappear.

Some feelings will gradually break down.

But you will always be in my heart.

Like an incomparable sun.

I love you, my dear China.

I shed tears for you, and I am also proud of you.

I love you, my dear China.

I shed tears for you, and I am also proud of you.

I hope you'll remember me, you homeless child.

I miss you no matter when or where.

I hope you can understand what you mean to me.

You are like my life, no matter when or where.

I love you, my dear China.

I shed tears for you, and I'm also proud of you...

Shi Wanxia gazed at Cui Zhihao in the east wing through the doors and windows. Her days in prison had only strengthened her resolve to go home.

She couldn't let herself be swayed by this era. Whenever she felt lost or upset, she would sing revolutionary songs and positive energy songs to cheer herself up.

Shi Wanxia's singing is simple, clear, and catchy.

The song begins with a soft yet powerful voice, revealing her tender feelings for her country.

The middle section amplifies the power and intensity of the sound. He couldn't understand what kind of country could inspire such an ordinary woman to love it so much. The unwavering faith and pride in her singing were quite different from any other songs he had ever heard before.

Shen Yuxi and the others couldn't understand why she, a woman confined to the inner quarters, trusted her country so much.

Although Cui Zhihao didn't understand, he could feel Shi's stern smile through the door frame. Although most people would consider singing in public to be a low-class and vulgar thing.

But as long as Miss Shi was happy, Cui Zhihao still sincerely praised her. His eyes were smiling, and he looked at Shi Wanxia with doting affection, feeling warm and tingling in his heart.

He didn't know why he reacted this way, but he understood that Miss Shi was still very special to him.

He didn't want or would let anything happen to Miss Shi. After all, if something happened to Miss Shi in front of him, his heart would ache and he wouldn't be able to accept it.

"Miss Shi, this piece of music is so beautiful, did you compose it?" Cui Zhihao's doting gaze made Shi Wanxia feel a little uncomfortable for a moment, and she quickly looked away from his eyes.

She lowered her head shyly, not daring to look him in the eye. "Lord Cui, please don't tease me. How could I possibly have composed this piece? I know nothing about music, chess, calligraphy, or painting. Do you really think I could have written it?"

"Ha ha....."

Upon hearing this, Cui Zhihao burst into laughter, a stark contrast to his usual refined and scholarly demeanor. Shi Wanxia was momentarily stunned, captivated by Cui Zhihao's handsome appearance.

"Lord Cui's face is as handsome as Pan An, and his refined and elegant demeanor must have captivated many young ladies!"

Cui Zhihao choked for a moment, then quickly gave an awkward laugh. "Please don't mind me, young lady. I meant no harm. I just thought such a beautiful melody must be from your hometown!"

Shi Wanxia nodded shyly. This song is one of the most beloved patriotic songs among the Chinese people.

"Yes, Lord Cui, we're just idling around anyway. As the saying goes, whether you're happy or unhappy, it's still just one day. We don't know what tomorrow will bring, so it's most important to live in the present."

Today, Miss Shi wore a light pink silk dress, her long black hair loosely tied up with a single ribbon, a few strands of hair playfully falling beside her fair neck, making her look even more lively and charming.

She tilted her head back, gazing intently at the brightly blooming peach blossoms on the tree, her childlike eyes filled with a captivating fascination with the beautiful scenery.

Choi Ji-ho couldn't help but smile, feeling that such a bright and vibrant girl was a rare find in the world.

Amidst the treacherous political landscape of the imperial court and the martial world, he faced daily intrigues, schemes, and the wickedness of human nature. But Shi Wanxia was like a ray of light piercing through the gloom, shining directly into the softest corner of his heart.

A stirring of emotion welled up within him; he longed to follow the girl to her hometown to see what kind of land could nurture such an innocent, intelligent, and adorable young woman.

It must have been a peaceful and tranquil place, full of poetry and everyday life, far from the strife of the court, where people lived in peace and contentment, neighbors had deep friendships, and children could play and laugh in the streets and alleys without having to bear the burden of family prosperity and national righteousness.

Shi Wanxia was completely unaware of Cui Zhihao's thoughts. Gazing at the peach blossoms on the tree, her thoughts drifted far away, and she softly hummed a little tune from her hometown.

"The moon blooms in my hands, and my heart laughs."

Yun'er went to sleep early in front of them.

The spring breeze cannot blow it down.

My willow waist,

They hopped and skipped around in this paradise.

Young man, don't be too eager to return home.

The swallows also flew in in pairs.

The peach tree is in full bloom.

The banana leaves have turned green.

Let the rain and wind rage, let the night be desolate.

Flowers bloom in vibrant red, but they too will wither.

A young heart never grows old.

The sounds of chickens and dogs can be heard from one another.

Yellow-haired children and children with hair hanging down

I want to row and rock in the water.

Willow catkins drifted down,

Drifting past the corner of the sky,

Have you ever seen the chaos and turmoil of the world?

I'll come back and chat with Peach Blossom.

Willow catkins drifted down,

Drifting past the corner of the sky,

Have you ever seen the chaos and turmoil of the world?

I'll come back and chat with Peach Blossom.