Chapter 708: Mother

At this moment, how could the old man in front of her not recognize that the woman standing before him was none other than Empress Ye Xin? After all, he watched the Soul Vision live broadcasts every day, where Lin Qian and Ye Xin often appeared. Almost no one in the Huaxia Empire was unfamiliar with their Emperor and Empress.

Life had been getting better and better, and their gratitude towards Lin Qian and Ye Xin was immeasurable.

"You must be mistaken, sir," the woman said with a smile, waving her hand. "I’m here to find my daughter. Perhaps you didn’t get a good look, and mistook me for someone else. I am not the Empress."

"This..." Hearing the woman’s words, the old man looked more closely. Only then did he realize that although she bore a striking resemblance to the Empress, there were indeed some differences.

Her demeanor seemed more composed, and her face appeared older.

After carefully examining her, the old man nodded and said, "You’re right. Although you resemble the Empress quite a bit, there are still differences. But you do look an awful lot like her."

"Sir, I have a question," the woman said with concern. "There used to be a Ye family in Bashan City, but now it seems they’re no longer here?"

"The Ye family? They’ve long since moved to New Qin City, where the Imperial Palace is. Why would they still be here?" The old man furrowed his brow, becoming more cautious as he scrutinized her. "Wait a minute, this is common knowledge across the empire. Who exactly are you?"

As he thought more about it, the old man became alarmed and shouted urgently, channeling his soul power into his throat: "Yao Yao Ling! Yao Yao Ling!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The old man’s call immediately attracted the attention of others on the street, and a crowd quickly gathered, surrounding both him and the woman.

"This person is suspicious! She doesn’t even know about the Ye family’s whereabouts. She might not be from our Huaxia Empire!" The old man quickly retreated, distancing himself from the woman.

The surrounding onlookers eyed her warily, their expressions hostile.

"Strange, why does she look so much like the Empress?"

"Ha! You don’t know, do you? Many women nowadays envy the Empress’s appearance and deliberately get cosmetic surgery to look like her."

"Speaking of cosmetic surgery, the Blade Clan is making a fortune with their clinics. They’re raking in money every day."

"Well, that’s just the talent of their race. You can’t compete with that."

At this point, the woman looked troubled. She turned to the old man, waving her hand in dismissal. "Sir, I think you’ve misunderstood. I’m not a bad person. I really am just here to find my husband and daughter."

"If that’s true, then I apologize," the old man said, still cautious. "But His Majesty decreed that any stranger of unknown origin must be reported using Yao Yao Ling, so the Imperial Army can investigate."

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

At that moment, the sound of something flying through the air echoed, and soon after, twelve figures descended from the sky, landing precisely on the ground. They were none other than members of the Imperial Army, representing twelve different military branches.

"Soldiers, this woman’s behavior is suspicious. That’s why I called for you," the old man quickly explained.

The Imperial soldiers immediately surrounded the woman, one of them speaking in a cold tone: "This woman is extremely powerful. For your safety, please step back."

Though the soldier’s words were icy, they filled the crowd with a sense of warmth and security.

Everyone promptly obeyed. The old man also added, "She claims she’s looking for her daughter. Maybe it’s true."

As the Imperial Army focused their attention on the woman, she glanced at them, her expression shifting subtly.

Sigh... The woman let out a soft sigh before her eyes grew sharp. "Forgive me."

"What’s happening?" Just then, a voice filled with confusion echoed from the outskirts of the crowd. The woman’s body stiffened, and the soul power she had been gathering immediately dissipated.

A middle-aged man with a commanding presence walked forward, causing many around him, including the twelve Imperial soldiers, to bow in respect.

"Lord Father-in-law!"

The man was none other than Ye Nanxin, the Empress’s father.

Ye Nanxin had once governed Linhai Prefecture for two years, implementing powerful reforms that quickly made it the strongest of the seventy-two southern provinces. He was well-loved by the people.

The Ye family had long since moved to New Qin City, and the old Ye residence had become a popular tourist destination, with countless visitors flocking to see where the Renhuang Wudi (Lin Qian) had once slept as a child, and the small courtyard where he had courted the Empress.

However, the Ye family’s ancestral hall was not open to the public, and Ye Nanxin often returned to pay his respects to his ancestors.

Today, he had come to light incense for his late father and offer a memorial for his deceased wife.

Seeing the commotion on the street, he had approached to investigate.

In the Huaxia Empire, such disturbances were rare, as people were typically busy with their own lives, training, earning money, running dungeons, or striving to achieve great merit for a chance to dine with Lin Qian. Who had time to stir up trouble?

Besides, even if someone did cause trouble, there was no escaping the Imperial Army’s swift justice.

As he approached, Ye Nanxin caught sight of the woman surrounded by the soldiers, and it was as if he had been struck by lightning. He stood frozen in place, unable to process what he was seeing.

"Feng’er... Is... is that you?" Ye Nanxin trembled as he moved forward, slowly raising a hand to gently touch the woman’s face.

The woman, tears brimming in her eyes, suddenly rushed into his arms, her shoulders shaking. "Brother Ye!"

"It’s really you... How can this be?" Ye Nanxin hugged her tightly, his voice trembling with emotion, unable to form coherent sentences. He still couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

But the feeling of her in his arms was so real.

His wife, whom he had long thought dead, was standing before him, alive.

The onlookers were stunned, unsure of what to make of the situation.

The old man, the first to recover, pointed at the woman, exclaiming, "I understand now! She’s the Empress’s mother!"

His shout sent the crowd into a frenzy. Everyone knew that the Empress’s mother had passed away long ago, so what was going on?

Upon closer inspection, they too noticed the woman’s striking resemblance to the Empress.

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