Yuan Yao slowly opened his eyes. The room was pitch-black, and only the candlestick in the corner emitted a faint light.
Yuan Yaohe quickly remembered what happened before he fainted. After he woke up, he did not make a sound and began to think about everything that happened today.
While he was thinking, Yuan Yao realized that many memories had appeared in his mind, so he began to browse through them himself.
However, he didn't gain much. It was just some memory fragments that were scattered and didn't connect.
He only knew that this body was also called Yuan Yao. Then, there were some scenes of reading and practicing martial arts. The last scene was an old man disentangling his hair, then tying it into a bundle and inserting a green jade hairpin.
'The hair-tying ceremony should be a sign of the age of fifteen, but it seems to have been a few years. This body is at least eighteen years old.'
Yuan Yao made a deduction in his heart.
From the pitiful clues, Yuan Yao estimated that he had transmigrated, but he was unable to determine which era it was.
"Ancient times? Or a parallel world? I don't think there's an emperor with the surname Yuan, right?"
Yuan Yao's thoughts turned quickly.
Could it be…The restored Yuan Datou? Yuan Yao could only think of an emperor with the surname Yuan.
That was not right. Big Head Yuan was a modern person. The clothes he saw today were not right. He did not see any firearms on the guards either.
Yuan Yao couldn't figure it out, so he stood up and planned to ask directly.
"Someone come."
Yuan Yao's voice rang out in the empty room.
"Your Highness, what are your orders?”
A maid immediately appeared in front of him. She did not make any sound of footsteps. Yuan Yao did not even realize where this person had come from.
"I'm hungry. I'll go get something to eat.”
Yuan Yao did not ask rashly. He first asked someone to make him something to eat. After sleeping for so long, he was indeed a little hungry.
"Here."
The maid replied and left quietly.
Not long after, the maid carried a bowl of steaming hot food and placed it in front of Yuan Yao.
Yuan Yao picked up the spoon and started to swallow.
"What kind of food is this?"
Yuan Yao asked curiously. He had never eaten this mushy thing before.
"Your Highness, this is minced meat…"
The maid lowered her head and said weakly, but Yuan Yao could still hear something strange from her tone, as if she was patiently explaining to a fool.
"Minced meat? Why don't you eat minced meat?"
Yuan Yao instantly made the connection. However, that was the Sima Clan's Emperor, and his surname was not Yuan.
After wolfing down the food, Yuan Yao finished the food in his bowl.
"Burp ~ What time is it now?"
Yuan Yao asked ambiguously.
"A quarter to an hour."
It should be ancient China, right? Using the Earthly Branches Method.
"Uh... I'm a little dizzy now. What year is it?”
Yuan Yao looked at the maid and asked tentatively.
"Replying to Your Highness, His Majesty just ascended the throne the day before yesterday. The year title is the first year of the Zhong family.”
[Yuan Yao: Kid, do you have a lot of question marks?]
Although Yuan Yao felt that his history wasn't bad, he didn't really know much about the dynasties. At most, he had heard of some famous ones.
"What about the name of the country?"
Yuan Yao gritted his teeth and asked.
"Uh... Zhong."
The little handmaiden said timidly.
"Xia, Shang and Western Zhou. Eastern Zhou is divided into two parts. The Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period unified the Qin and Han Dynasties."
Yuan Yao began to recite the names of the representatives of the dynasty. After a round, there was no Zhong dynasty.
"What about the previous dynasty? Which dynasty was it?"
Yuan Yao was already a little hysterical at this time. If he had transmigrated to ancient China, he would still have some basic understanding of this world.
If he transmigrated to some virtual world, he would be a headless fly without any clues.
Just as Yuan Yao was letting his imagination run wild, the little handmaiden spoke.
"Han…"
"Han? Which Han?"
In history, there were many countries that used Han as their country name. There were only five countries in the East, West, South, North, and Shu.
However, Yuan Yao immediately thought of the Eastern Han and Western Han. They were the most famous.
"Who was the last emperor of the previous dynasty?"
Yuan Yao asked again.
However, this time, the little handmaiden was dumbfounded. Yuan Yao immediately understood. His question had clearly exceeded the scope of her understanding.
Yuan Yao no longer paid attention to the little handmaiden and began to think alone.
"The Western Han Dynasty was destroyed by Wang Mang, and the name of the country is new. The Northern and Southern Han Dynasties were both destroyed by Zhao Da and Zhao Er during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period. The Eastern Han Dynasty and Shu Han Dynasty, the former was replaced by Wei, and the latter was destroyed by Wei.”
Yuan Yao's thoughts started to wander as he began to think hard.
"The emperor's surname is Yuan, and the country's name is Zhong."
All of a sudden, Yuan Yao's pupils contracted sharply, as if he had thought of something.
No way! Sir! A low-profile version of the Second Emperor?
"Is the current emperor called Yuan Shu?”
Yuan Yao looked at the little handmaiden in front of him and asked.
The little handmaiden obviously did not dare to answer such a question. She directly prostrated herself on the ground.
"This servant doesn't know. This servant also just entered the palace.”
The little handmaiden said with a sobbing tone.
Regardless of whether it was because of the Venerable One or because he really didn't know, Yuan Yao obviously couldn't get the answer he wanted from the maid.
"Forget it. We'll know when we ask tomorrow."
Yuan Yao decided not to look for trouble anymore. He already had a vague answer in his heart. All that was left was to confirm. He was no longer as uneasy as he was at the beginning.
He stared until daybreak. Yuan Yao couldn't wait to get out of bed and began to put on his clothes under the service of the little handmaiden.
It wasn't that Yuan Yao had fallen too quickly. It was just that he didn't know how to wear ancient clothes, especially since he was the Crown Prince. It was even more complicated to wear clothes.
Yuan Yao had just put on his clothes when the fatty from yesterday appeared in front of him again.
"Eh? My son looks much better."
Fatty said in surprise.
"Greetings, father... Father..."
Yuan Yao immediately bowed and greeted. It was a completely subconscious reaction, as if it was muscle memory. He was about to blurt out and acknowledge his father, but Yuan Yao forcefully held back.
'Tsk! It seemed that it was because he had fused with the original owner's soul yesterday.'
Yuan Yao quickly found the reason.
"Yao 'er, are you alright?"
Fatty quickly rushed in front of Yuan Yao and asked with a pleasantly surprised expression.
"Uh... It was a little better, but he was still unsure.”
"What do you mean by not confirming? Tell me about it."
"Are you called…Yuan Shu?"
Yuan Yao took the opportunity to ask the question he wanted to know the most.
"Hahaha! Not bad, not bad. His condition has improved. He can even remember his father's name. Could he remember his father's surname?”
Yuan Shu seemed to be very excited as he continued to ask.
"Duke... The highway?"
Yuan Yao carefully recalled the Romance of the Three Kingdoms that he had read and said with some uncertainty.
Although Yuan Shu was a famous person in the late Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms, his reputation in the later generations was average. He was far less famous than people like Liu Guan, Zhang, and Zhao Cao.
"Hahaha! Good, good, good!"
Yuan Shu patted his belly and laughed.
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