Chapter 551: Qing Transmigration Spirit Spring System (2)

The original body is the first child of Li Shi, ten years old this year.

Strictly speaking, she does not count as Si Ye's first daughter; the first daughter was born to Song Shi, but unfortunately, she passed away before she was a month old, so Haiyin, who was born a year later and successfully completed the "grasping the autumn" ceremony, became the eldest Gege of the manor.

At present, there are only four children in the manor who have survived: ten-year-old Haiyin, eight-year-old Honghui, five-year-old Hongyun, and Hongshi, who is just over three months old.

Except for Honghui, the other three children were all born to Li Shi.

After giving birth to Hongshi, Li Shi injured her health; fearing she would be disdained by the Master, her personality became increasingly cowardly and anxious, and she rarely left her own courtyard except for necessary morning greetings.

Plus, with Hongshi not yet four months old, her entire focus was tied to her youngest son.

Suddenly hearing that her eldest daughter had run to the Main Courtyard without permission, this woman, who was so timid she would tremble at the slightest disturbance, was frightened pale.

She called Xie Yang over and lamented at length, which amounted to nothing more than telling her to be sensible, obedient, and not to annoy the Master or the Fujin.

Xie Yang listened with her head bowed, while actually receiving the remaining half of the memories.

The original body was only ten years old and had few opportunities to leave the manor.

Aside from following the Di Fujin into the palace to pay respects or attend large banquets held in the palace during festivals, she only occasionally had the chance to go out and look around by borrowing the excuse of helping her younger brother Hongyun, who had just started his education, buy brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones.

Therefore, there was not much valid information obtained from the original body's memories.

It was basically all content revolving around her daily life; for instance, she liked flowers and plants, and whenever she had the chance to go out, she would buy flower seeds or related books to bring back. On ordinary days, besides squatting in the courtyard to plant flowers and raise plants, she would stay indoors reading the books she bought word for word.

She was the first child in the manor to survive, so she was still quite valued by Si Ye. At three years old, she was already taken by him to his side to be taught how to recognize characters and practice calligraphy.

It was just that, influenced by Li Shi, the little girl's personality was also very introverted; as she grew older, she gradually became silent and rarely spoke unless necessary. Especially as there were more and more little princes in the manor, she gradually tended to become a "little transparent."

Xie Yang really could not extract much useful information from the original body's memories.

But she could not help having a Main System that was obsessed with gossip.

【Host, Host, there's a huge piece of gossip! The moment you recovered the Sub-system, the mistress of the manor next door had her soul swapped. That fluctuating magnetic field lasted until just now! In the end, the invading soul defeated the native soul.】

Next door?

Ba Ye's manor?

Xie Yang quickly thought of a point: "If I had arrived a step later, would the Sub-system have bound with the soul-swapped Bafujin?"

What kind of world would the transmigrator Bafujin, who possessed the Spirit Spring System, create? She wouldn't rewrite history and make Ba Ye sit on the throne, would she?

It was not impossible.

In the many Qing-transmigration novels of later generations, there were plenty that supported the Ba Ye Party.

In that case, this was a parallel plane, or perhaps even some novel?

In any case, it was definitely not the history taught in history textbooks.

But this meant that even if she recovered the Sub-system, she could not complete the Task and leave right now. Because she had intercepted the Golden Finger that originally belonged to the transmigrator Bafujin, thereby creating a related Bond.

But thinking of this plane and the identity of the original body, Xie Yang could not help but feel a headache.

Qing Dynasty imperial princesses were basically all sent to marry into the Mongol tribes. Few of these princesses lived long lives; since the Shunzhi Emperor, most princesses did not live past thirty, and some even passed away before twenty.

Even if one were lucky enough to stay in Peking and marry a consort, would life be happy?

Qing Dynasty princesses had the least human rights of any dynasty.

Marrying into the Mongol tribes might be freer, but the conditions were harsh and life was miserable. Staying in Peking, while living conditions were certainly better than on the grasslands, meant almost no freedom at all, spending a lifetime being kept in the Princess Mansion by one's husband until growing old in silence.

The body she transmigrated into was ten years old this year; according to the Qing custom of marrying off daughters, in three to five years, the Emperor would arrange her life's affairs. Princesses usually married a few years later, but by seventeen or eighteen at the latest, they would have to marry into the Mongol tribes or take a consort.

She had to do something before then...

Xie Yang listened to Li Shi's nagging for quite a while in her room before returning to her own Small Side Courtyard.

Li Shi had given birth to two sons and one daughter for the manor, making her a true meritorious contributor. The courtyard Si Ye allocated to her was spacious and grand, and it was even a courtyard within a courtyard; the Small Side Courtyard in the northwest corner was small and exquisite, just right for the original body, a little girl who had just turned ten.

Passing through the moon gate was the front garden of the Small Side Courtyard, filled with lush flowers and plants.

This was the little world the original body liked to stay in the most.

Xie Yang took a rough look and discovered that they were not all ornamental flowers; there were also some plants that looked like flowers but were actually Chinese medicinal herbs, such as Bletilla striata, Forsythia, Sedum, Aster, and Astilbe...

The garden was not large, totaling about fifty square meters in all its corners, but there were quite a few varieties of flowers and plants.

It was just too cluttered; she would slowly tidy it up later.

Xie Yang had been tortured quite a bit by the flower-pot-bottom shoes, and since it was the sixth lunar month, even though it was only ten in the morning and the paths in the manor were mostly shaded by trees, walking like this in a Manchu gown still left her drenched in sweat; it was a miracle she hadn't suffered heatstroke.

Entering the room, she first found herself a pair of flat embroidered shoes.

But in terms of comfort, they really weren't as comfortable as the thousand-layer-sole Old Cloth Shoes that Aunt Luo had helped her make in the previous plane.

Tomorrow, if there was a chance, she would ask if there was an embroiderer in the manor who could make thousand-layer soles and have her make a few pairs for her to wear when she wasn't going out. If the embroiderer couldn't do it, she would buy them on the street. In any case, she didn't want to abuse her feet.

The only consolation was that this plane strictly prohibited women from binding their feet, otherwise it would be even more torturous.

"Gege, do you need to change?"

Shaoyao, who served her, brought water forward to help her wash her face and hands.

Besides Shaoyao, there was another maid named Haitang.

In addition, there was that Chen Mama who had just pulled her back from going to the Main Room.

Outside in the courtyard, there were still a few rough-cleaning maids and old women, but inside the room, there were only one old and two young, three people serving her.

Fewer people is better; fewer people means peace and quiet.

Xie Yang nodded at the maid.

She not only wanted to change clothes, but she also wanted to take a bath.

However, in broad daylight, taking a bath wasn't very appropriate, so she had the maid bring in a bucket of sun-warmed water, simply wiped her body, took off the complicated Manchu gown, and changed into a pink, dark-patterned silk shirt with a slanted collar and round neck.

The material of this clothing should be fine cotton, which was still soft and breathable, but it reached her ankles and had long sleeves; she felt hot before even putting it on, yet it was the lightest of all her clothes.

This is the helplessness of being in ancient times.

Even the Emperor had to rely on leaving the capital for the summer palace to escape the heat, let alone those beneath him.

After changing clothes, Xie Yang casually picked up a round fan, fanned herself, and leaned on the couch to close her eyes and rest.

"You all go out."

"Yes."

After the maidservants and nannies had all withdrawn, Xie Yang completely relaxed.

First, she looked at the recovered Spirit Spring System.

【Quack! Quack-quack-quack!】

The Spirit Spring System, mimicking what she could not tell was either a wild goose or a wild duck, flapped its wings arrogantly within her sea of consciousness.