The Two Hundred and Eighty Pound Fat Girl and Her Five Husbands

Ever since returning to the Imperial Palace, Han Ye has been hiding in the study with Ruo Qiu, Murong Hai, Ye Xi, Ye Nuo, Ye Yi, and the young physician Ji Fantian to discuss matters.

Even during mealtimes, she hasn't seen them.

Meanwhile, the young Luo Luo has gone out with Qian Duoduo and Mi Duoduo, while Gu Shan, being a nightmare creature, uses the excuse of not being able to get too close to her and would not come out unless summoned.

As for Dashan, he has been taken out by Uncle Zhang for training.

For a while, Lin Zaozao felt that things were indeed too quiet for her.

She lowered her head and poked at her recovered, unscathed little feet, white and tender, without a trace of injury.

Yet, she still felt that something was amiss.

Suppressing her surging emotions, Lin Zaozao turned and headed towards the study. During the great decade-long drought, Han Ye and the Old Sovereign had sold everything in the Imperial Palace that could be sold.

But the books, they did not sell a single one. Last time Lin Zaozao said she wanted to read, Han Ye and the Old Priest prepared a study for her, filled with a room full of books.

Entering the study, Lin Zaozao smelled the scent of ink. With her little short legs, she randomly pulled out a book.

Opening it, she saw it was a book about drawing sacrificial drawings.

Looking at the complex patterns, Lin Zaozao originally thought she wouldn't understand. But the result was, she could understand everything.

Moreover, just by looking at the first page, she could draw the complete sacrificial drawings that followed.

Seeing the intricate patterns she drew on the paper, Lin Zaozao's eyes flickered, and she took down a book on governing from the bookshelf.

Just like before, after reading the first page, she could recite all the following content.

Not only could she recite it, but she could also extrapolate and analyze the content thoroughly.

Tossing aside the book on governing, Lin Zaozao disbelievingly took out a book on agriculture from the bookshelf.

No matter her past life or the present, Lin Zaozao had always been someone who lived in the city since childhood.

Yet when she opened this book, she could commit to memory all its contents with ease.

What time to sow, fertilize, water, and harvest, etc.

Quickly closing the book, Lin Zaozao took a deep breath, then disbelievingly pulled out another book from the shelf.

And so from morning till evening, Lin Zaozao confined herself in the study, reading book after book. At this moment, she felt her brain was like a computer.

As long as she thought of a certain keyword in her mind, she could come up with all sorts of solutions to a problem.

No wonder that damned system exchanged her fertility for the ability to know everything under the heavens.

This ability was truly incredible.

But unfortunately, she did not want it.

It wasn't until the sun set in the west that Han Ye brought people to Lin Zaozao's Sacrificial Hall, and Lin Zaozao emerged from the study barefoot, holding a book, her face deathly pale.

"Zhuzhu, have you been reading?"

"Yes, I have."

Lin Zaozao gripped the book tightly and smiled faintly.

"Could you understand it?"

Han Ye took the book from Lin Zaozao's hand and smiled lightly.

"More or less."

Hearing Lin Zaozao's reply, Han Ye opened the book in his hand and looked. It was a book on calculating the trajectories of celestial bodies.

At a glance, it was the kind of abstruse and difficult book. Not to mention a child like Lin Zaozao, even he would have a slight headache reading such a book.

"Zhuzhu, could you understand it?"

Han Ye held the book, asking doubtfully.

"I understood a little bit."

Lin Zaozao took the book back from Han Ye's hand and said lightly.

"Is that so?"

Han Ye glanced at the books Lin Zaozao had tossed back into the study, concealing the abstruse look in his eyes as he gently asked,

"Zhuzhu, have you eaten?"

"I'm not hungry, Han Ye. After reading all day, I'm a bit tired, and my head is aching. I want to go back and rest.

Oh, and Han Ye, when Luo Luo returns, have him come find me. I have something I want to ask him."

After saying this and smiling at Han Ye and the others, Lin Zaozao turned and headed for her bedroom.

As soon as she lay down on the bed, Lin Zaozao fell into a deep sleep.

Han Ye walked to the side of Lin Zaozao's bed and saw the weariness on her brow. He reached out and gently rubbed her furrowed brow before leaving with the others.

After closing the door, Han Ye turned to look at Ye Xi.

"How was it? Did you see clearly?"

"Prince Han Ye, I can no longer see Lin Zaozao's future. Her destiny is now in a complete mess."

"What do you mean?"

"Too many people want to change her fate in this life. Her predetermined life trajectory has changed greatly, so how can you ask me to see her future in this life?"

Ye Nuo came out and said softly.

"Then what about the things that will happen to Lin Zaozao after she grows up? Can you still see that?"

"We can't see it."

Ye Xi glanced at Lin Zaozao's closed bedroom door, her brow furrowing. How could so many changes have occurred?

Things were not supposed to be like this. The illusory realm they jointly created, how could it be artificially changed?

Now that things have progressed to this point, it's clear they have lost control. Could Lin Zaozao be repeating the tragedy of her previous life this time?

Seeing Crown Princess Ye Xi's inscrutable expression, Han Ye felt his heart involuntarily tighten.

Now that Ye Xi couldn't confirm the future, what was the point of the illusory realm they created together?

"Let's all go back! We'll talk again when Xi Luo returns. Since things have developed to this point, we need to make long-term plans."

Han Ye waved his hand, leading all the people he brought out of the Sacrificial Hall.

Meanwhile, Lin Zaozao, who had fallen into a deep sleep, seemed to be brought into a huge screening room by someone.

"You're here, my dear host?"

A man in red robes leaned lazily in a chair, his gaze threatening yet languid as he looked at her.

"Who are you?"

As Lin Zaozao spoke, she realized that her current body was her original body before she was reincarnated.

Her current body was that of an adult.

Had she returned to her original era?

Facing Lin Zaozao's confusion, the red-robed man said lazily and dangerously,

"Who am I? Host, I am your system!" said the man in red robes, resting his chin lazily.

"What do you mean? Didn't I just switch to a new system?"

Lin Zaozao asked in confusion.

"No. Systems aren't cabbages that you can just swap out. The system you switched to was a fake."

The man in red robes looked Lin Zaozao up and down, a dangerous glint in his eyes.

"Haven't you noticed that the people around you have been acting strange? They're unnaturally kind to you, and their behavior is peculiar?"

"What do you mean?"

"There's not much time left before your dear brother Xi Luo returns. Before he does, let me show you something interesting."

As the man in red finished speaking, an invisible force pressed Lin Zaozao down onto the chair, rendering her immobile.

In front of her, a scene began to play, depicting a girl who had transmigrated to another world.