The Forbidden Revenge
Chapter 2: You Are the Third Miss

The itching sensation in the throat, accompanied by pain all over the body forced Lu Yuan to open his eyes. As the rays made everything clear, he frowned.

The strands of the covering cloth and the creaking of the dilapidated bed first greeted him. This room, why is it so foreign?

“Nona, you finally realized!”

He caught the voice and looked over for a moment. A girl, dressed as a waiter knelt by the side of her bed.

His small face looked shabby, there were two dark circles around his narrowed eyes. Lu Yuan groped his entire body, targeting his chest.

This…. Hadn't he been pierced by a very sharp sword?

Why is his body okay? He didn't even see any blood. He should have died from a sword stab and an explosion inside the hall.

But why is he okay? Besides, who is this servant girl by his side? What is the reason for calling her Miss?

“You?”

The servant girl immediately cried loudly.

“Nona, I deserve to be punished. I can't take good care of Miss until I let Second Miss mistress you again. Miss, please punish me!”

How could Lu Yuan punish him when he himself did not understand what was happening to him? Lu Yuan pondered for a moment.

Based on logic, his life had already drifted along with all his hatred that day. Not only did he not die, but he had a little servant.

Will the King of Hell not accept it and let it live again?

“Second Miss?”

“Second Miss, Zhao Lin. He always bullies us just because Miss has a weak body and often falls ill. While the Madam was still around, they did not even dare to set foot here a single step. The Great Lord has completely forgotten his own legitimate daughter!”

Zhao Clan. Lu Yuan recalled that the Zhao Clan in the empire was quite influential because of the existence and achievements of Prime Minister Zhao Yun.

Prime Minister Zhao has a sickly daughter from his legal wife who died ten years ago. The Prime Minister was a confidant of Lu Yuan, but he doubted it when the tragic incident happened.

“Say, what's my name?”

The servant girl named Xiao Tao felt too guilty and immediately cried again. Why is it like this? Was Second Miss so badly mistreating her that her employer was having brain problems? Why did he ask Xiao Tao his own name?

“Do not cry. Answer my question first!”

“Nona, you are Zhao Yue. The legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister, the daughter of Lady Shu.”

It doesn't make sense, but the sky still seems to love him. Lu Yuan was revived in the body of Zhao Yue, who was rumored to be a useless princess and was often branded as a pesky carrier trash due to illness.

As expected, he would not die that easily. The sky was not so blind that it allowed that bunch of traitorous scum to live peacefully after his disappearance!

Although a little disappointed that he was resurrected in the body of a useless woman, at least Lu Yuan was not completely wiped out. The important thing he should know now was the news of the palace court. He wanted to ascertain whether he was at the same time or passing through a few years ago.

My gaze Xiao Tao faded even more. There was a deep gurat of sadness in the look in his eyes. “Now Yangle's seventh year. His Majesty Emperor Yangle died and the palace is still mourning.”

Lu Yuan was surprised for the entire time. He ignored Xiao Tao, ignored the pain in the body from the blows and lashes and ran towards the dilapidated worn-out window. When his window opened, the thick stretch of white snow before his eyes stunned him for a moment.

This is the same year as the year of his death. When he blew up the court hall, winter was just entering the middle period.

Now it may have started to move to the end. Lu Yuan wondered, how long has he been dead since that time?

“Nona, floor is cold. At least wear your socks. Big Master won't care if Miss falls ill again.”

“I might forget a few things. Can you tell me something when I want it?”

“Of course, Miss. Miss is the best Miss I have. Lady Shu has saved me and taken care of me, now it is my turn to look after and take care of Miss. Miss does not have to be sad. Some things may be better forgotten and don't be remembered again.”

By listening to Xiao Tao's words, Lu Yuan instantly knew that Zhao Yue's life was really not good. Born a noble legitimate daughter, but persecuted for being weak.

He thought the Prime Minister didn't care about him either. Though, Zhao Yue was her legitimate daughter, her own flesh and blood.

The only thing he wanted to know now was how the palace was in the aftermath. It is not good to show yourself early.

He pretended to cough, causing Xiao Tao to panic back and be forced to break him into bed. His frail body was so weak, his strength was even difficult to use to hold his own body weight.

“Where is the Prime Minister?” ask her with a deliberately weakened voice.

“Big Master is in the palace. Looks like we're discussing the inheritance of the throne.”

“Heir to the throne?”

“Your Majesty the Emperor suddenly died one month ago due to a fire that occurred in the court hall. Miss may forget it, but it was tragic and terrible.”

Tragic? Yeah, it's tragic. Lu Yuan even wanted to laugh at that indignity with a blaring laugh, which was probably intermittent with fury like hellfire that kept burning through time. Lu Yuan was inflamed, he clenched his hands until his knuckles turned red.

Alright. Since he is reborn, he will begin his act of revenge. Let him cut the traitorous cabal down and smash them to pieces. He would use Zhao Yue's identity on his new journey.

And the most important thing to do now is to look for clothes that are worth wearing. Right now, his body was only wearing a thin worn-out white undergarment, which could be torn when exposed to a pull.

“Take me clothes.”

Xiao Tao left and returned with a set of warm clothes that were somewhat worth wearing. The color is shabby, but at least warmer and more comfortable than the underwear earlier.

Lu Yuan looked at his entire body that was filled with wounds. The wounds had mostly dried up, there were also old scars. This is definitely not a good thing, especially for a woman.

He could imagine how severe the torture that Zhao Yue had endured since being branded as a useless princess. His heart suddenly felt a pain, but Lu Yuan managed to hide the pseudo on his face well.

Just as he was about to comb his hair, the noise from outside immediately disturbed him.

“Fucking bitch! Your life is so lucky, isn't it? Why don't you just die?”