My brother entrusted his child to me, and I livestreamed raising the baby, making the Empress cry wi

In the streets and alleys of the capital, and in the fields and countryside, countless people looked up at the sky.

They kept sending comments.

[Commoner Wang Louzi: Good heavens... is that really where the children go to school? It's even more beautiful than a fairy palace in a painting!]

[Commoner Li Wen: Look at those children, how comfortably they're dressed, how brightly they're laughing! And that schoolteacher, so gentle, she's even squatting down to talk to the children!]

[Wen Ren, Vice Minister of Rites: Look! That's the eldest princess! She's playing with those adults and children, learning to read together! They don't need to bow or kneel; this is... this is equality!]

[Prime Minister Xiao Bo: Equality... Yes, their interactions are all equal, without any distinction of rank or status...]

[Old Woman Wang: Sigh... In our Great Flame Academy, apart from the ones built by Lord Ye that were less strict, in the other schools, everyone has to kneel and kowtow to any high-ranking person or teacher!]

[Commoner Yang Bubu: And those children are so free! They can laugh whenever they want, and the young lady will even get them food when they're hungry. It's so nice...]

[Commoner Sun Er: I wish my child could go to a school like this...]

……

Envy, like a wildfire, blazed fiercely in the hearts of every ordinary person whose backs were bent low by heavy taxes and the burdens of life.

Such an equal, happy, respected, and hopeful childhood is a scene they dare not even dream of.

The one enjoying all of this is the eldest princess, the one who was once abandoned by the emperor but now lives the life of a fairy in their imagination.

In contrast, many of their children now can't even go to school, let alone get enough to eat. They are so young that they are emaciated and have to dig for food in the soil.

In some places, children were even sold for food rations...

Life is getting more and more hopeless, and I don't know when this will end...

……

Against the backdrop of the sky, the kindergarten's half-day activities were drawing to a close, and the children, led by their teachers, were tidying up their toys in an orderly manner and preparing for lunch.

Lin Ye did not leave. He sat quietly by the bright window in the second-floor corridor, his gaze gently following the small figure below who was gradually opening up and whose smile was becoming more and more pronounced.

Lin Ye felt relieved to see that she had fully integrated into the new environment.

He leaned back in his chair seemingly casually, but his mind was quietly drawn into the system interface.

It's time to begin his shock value plundering plan.

He must win the trust and respect of the people of the Great Flame Kingdom!

Let's start with food!

Lin Ye calculated that the exact ratio of time flow between the two worlds was still unclear.

However, based on the current timeline, it shouldn't take more than a few days for his reputation to spread in the Great Flame Kingdom.

Then, we can do another live stream and collect a wave of "shock points," which should be enough to redeem the time-travel device...

Old Ye, it'll be soon...

I'll be able to take you home right away!

Lin Ye looked at the sky, his eyes narrowed, his gaze filled with sorrow and longing...

As Lin Ye was pondering how to proceed, a prompt suddenly popped up on the system interface.

[Multiple "pleas" detected from the Great Flame Kingdom—someone is continuously attempting to establish contact with the host.]

Lin Ye was slightly taken aback.

He examined the matter closely and discovered that these thousands of "prayers" did not come from the masses, but from the same person.

The earliest instance was after he started his live stream and revealed his identity.

What followed was a continuous stream of prayers and calls.

That person seemed to keep trying and never give up.

Lin Ye pulled up the detailed records, a slight smile playing on his lips.

It's Wang Meng.

General Dingyuan, the border guard of the northern frontier, was a loyal follower whom Ye Fan had personally promoted. He had seen him in Ye Fan's memories.

This person revered Ye Fan like a god, was utterly loyal, and had no ulterior motives.

He had clearly been trying to contact his "brother, Lord Ye".

It seems that the inability to contact Ye Fan for many years has made this loyal general in the far north anxious, and he keeps trying as soon as he discovers a possibility.

This loyalty is even deeper than I remember seeing.

Lin Ye's lips curled up slightly before closing again.

Ye Fan has a good eye.

But who would have thought that his one bad judgment would cost him his life?

Lin Ye pondered for a moment, and then made up his mind.

"This person is worth using."

……

The Great Flame Kingdom, on its northern border.

Inside the study of General Dingyuan's mansion, Wang Meng, dressed in casual clothes, had a solemn expression.

A secret letter lay open on the table in front of him, its edges worn smooth from his unconscious rubbing.

This urgent letter was just delivered this morning by an old friend. It details the major developments in Beijing over the past two days:

Yao Jingyuan, under the guise of "sharing the emperor's worries," extensively installed his cronies and seized control of the government, replacing many key positions with his own people.

However, this also weakened the blockade of the capital, which allowed him to send an urgent message.

He then mentioned that he had been secretly investigating the whereabouts of Lord Ye, only to find out that Lord Ye's last appearance was in the palace, after which he seemed to have vanished without a trace.

The palace kept this a closely guarded secret, and the news was suppressed extremely tightly. He tried several different avenues, but couldn't find anything.

He will continue his investigation. Lord Ye has shown them great kindness, and he will not give up.

At the end of the letter, the old friend earnestly reminded Wang Meng.

Yao Jingyuan is ambitious. He has replaced many of his people with civil officials. His next move will probably be to take over the military.

I urge the general to make plans as soon as possible and to take good care of himself.

"Bang!" Wang Meng slammed his fist on the table, the solid wood surface making a dull thud. The teacup jumped up, spilling tea all over the table.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his chest was heaving violently.

Inside the palace, the news was kept completely under wraps.

The only ones capable of doing this, besides that dog emperor Shu Jingwei, are the incredibly powerful Yao Jingyuan.

There's definitely something wrong with these two people!

He took a deep breath and looked up at the sky.

In the light screen, Lin Ye was standing in a brightly lit corridor, his gaze distant, seemingly looking at something...

That's another world.

It is the world where Lord Ye came from.

The person named Lin Ye also came from there.

Wang Meng didn't know what the Sky Curtain was, nor did he know what Lin Ye was planning to do, but he knew one thing—

Lin Ye is probably the only person besides those two people in the palace who might know Lord Ye's whereabouts.

Because he was someone Lord Ye trusted, and someone Lord Ye was willing to entrust his daughter to.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and, as he had done countless times before, silently prayed in his heart:

"Lord Lin... if you can hear my voice, please give me a response... I only want to know where Lord Ye is, and whether he is well..."

He knew it was absurd.

He knew he was probably just wasting his time.

But he couldn't reveal his thoughts with that comment, so he had to resort to this last resort.

Ever since he learned from the live stream that Lin Ye was Ye Fan's brother, Wang Meng has lost count of how many times he has prayed to the sky.

Sometimes it was when I was sitting alone at night, sometimes it was during a patrol of the camp, and sometimes it was during a break from handling military affairs.

Unfortunately, there was never a response...

This time, he waited longer than ever before.

He was so exhausted that he almost gave up and turned to train at the training ground.

Then--

A voice rang out.

Calm, clear, without any discernible emotional fluctuations, yet possessing a strange penetrating power, as if resonating directly deep within his mind.

"Wang Meng."

Wang Meng was jolted awake, and suddenly looked up at the sky in disbelief.

On the sky, Lin Ye tilted his head slightly, his gaze seemingly piercing through the clouds and mountains, and the endless void, looking into the distance...