Bright eyes and white teeth, like jelly, with captivating gaze that melts the heart.

Su Qingqing stared at the stunning reflection in the bronze mirror for half an hour.

Grandpa, is this time travel?

Just moments ago, I was still riding my horse, brandishing my whip, and lashing out at the enemy.

One whip snapped the general's head off. Before his head hit the ground, several arrows pierced his back, *poof* *poof*, over a dozen of them.

He was like a hedgehog, spitting venom and then blacking out.

I woke up right here.

I don't know where this is, and I don't recognize the face in the bronze mirror.

But one thing is for sure, we crossed over.

Several young maidservants in the manor, who could read, were infatuated with a popular novel about transmigration. The story involved a soul transferring itself into another person through some means, allowing it to live that person's life.

I scoffed at it then, thinking the person who wrote these stories was just a con artist.

Now…

My own soul has fallen onto another girl.

But unlike the stories, there is no memory of this girl.

Her cheeks, smooth as satin, were delicately touched by Su Qingqing's fingers.

My mother went to the battlefield when she was ten years old, enduring wind and rain. I never thought that one day she would grow such an egg-like face.

She slapped twice, just like thumping a watermelon. Su Qingqing took a deep breath and accepted fate's arrangement.

What can I do if I can't go back? There's no going back!

If I could go back in time, I would definitely kill the bastard who dared to give me a black arrow!

"Your Highness, Your Highness..."

A hurried voice came from outside the door, interrupting Su Qingqing's thoughts. She turned her head toward the door.

Your Highness?

That is to say, the original owner was a princess.

Thinking about this, Su Qingqing unconsciously glanced around the room she was in.

Oh!

How magnificent!

The word "luxury" wouldn't even begin to describe it. It's beyond extravagant.

At first glance, Su Qingqing was immediately captivated by what lay before her.

A white sash lay on the ground, its two ends slightly crumpled, clearly having been tied. Beside the sash was a stool, which stood upright and undisturbed.

Su Qingqing got up and walked over, picking up the white silk ribbon.

As all the stories say, when a time travel occurs, it's always when both the original owner and the new owner are in mortal danger.

At that time, he was struck by a poisoned arrow.

Then the original owner... was hanging himself to death?

Why?

Living in such a luxurious house, and being a princess, why would she commit suicide?

Su Qingqing couldn't figure it out.

However, the maidservant outside only knocked on the door. Although her voice was hurried, she didn't dare to push the door open. It seems that this princess is not like those described in storybooks, a hot-tempered and unlucky person.

Here, Su Qingqing was analyzing.

The maid outside, Ji Xiang, is almost crying from worry.

"Your Highness, Miss Dou from the General's Mansion has arrived and is making her way over here. Why don't you meet with her? I can distract her."

Su Qingqing frowned.

The daughter of Duke Zhen Guo's mansion?

Here she comes, what's the original owner's maidservant so agitated about?

This is beyond Su Qingqing's analysis. She coughed and said in a cold voice, “Come in and talk.”

Having fought on countless battlefields, his tone once it turned icy, carried a thick air of killing intent.

Hearing this, Ji Xiang couldn't help but shiver. The prince's voice was so terrifying!

A strange feeling flashed across her heart, but she didn't have time to dwell on it. She pushed the door open and went inside.

As soon as I entered, I saw His Highness holding a white silk ribbon in his hand, with a stool beside him. Ji Xiang was frightened and quickly rushed forward.

"Your Highness, please don't be so foolish! There are many good men in the world. Why must you only think of Mr. Shen? This way, Your Majesty and the Empress Dowager will be heartbroken, Your Highness, life is your own. You can't…"

Ji xiang bravely snatched the white silk sash and pleaded with tears in her eyes.

Su Qingqing was crying so hard her head hurt.

"Okay, this isn't good. Why are you crying?"

I don't know what the original owner was like, but after fighting for decades on the battlefield, I'm afraid I'm not very similar to the original owner. If I want to try my best to imitate the original owner...

Haha, can't do it.

One should still be oneself.

Su Qingqing's voice was cold, with a hint of impatience that startled Ji Xiang. She forgot to cry and looked up in surprise.

Why does Your Highness seem strange?

Upon seeing this, Ji Xiang was even more surprised.

In the past, whenever His Highness heard the name of Miss Dou, he would grit his teeth. Let alone when Miss Dou came to visit in person.

As always, Your Highness would charge out and start yelling.

Why are you so calm today?

Xiang Ji was looking curiously at Su Qingqing.

Su Qingqing also cried and persuaded, understanding the general idea.

The original owner was trapped.

The original owner liked this useless Shen adult, but Shen adult didn't reciprocate the original owner's feelings. So, the original owner was heartbroken and hanged themself.

Then he was pierced by a thousand arrows.

So, that's it for now.

After getting the gist, Su Qingqing turned to look at the maidservant and said, "You just said, who came?"

Before Su Qingqing's words could fall, a frail voice rang out from outside, "Subject Dou Zi Ruo pays respects to Princess Rong."

Su Qingqing turned her head to look.

At the entrance of the main hall, a young woman stood there with her hand on her belly, her face showing deference but her eyes brimming with mockery.

Su Qingqing's heart suddenly flared with anger.

You old man!

I am a princess, you are just a lowly country magistrate's daughter, how dare you insult me?

With displeasure in her heart, Su Qingqing's face turned sour. She turned and sat on the stool where the original owner had used to hang herself.

"What are you doing here?" Su Qingqing put on a questioning expression, she asked.

The aura forged through years of battles on this battlefield is not something anyone can withstand.

The frail and elegant Dou Big Miss could not stand it any longer.

My heart skipped a beat. I looked across at Princess Rong with some surprise.

As usual, Princess Rong would always come rushing up to fight and insult me the moment she saw me. Why is she so quiet today?

And silence, how it gives one a more terrifying feeling?

Not even the eldest daughter could have anticipated such a bold move, not even Princess Rong's handmaiden Ji Xiang was spared from being astonished.

Your Highness actually sat down steadily.

Sat down!!!

Could it be that, Your Highness, after much deliberation, you have finally come to a decision?

Thinking about it, coupled with the earlier suspicion, Ji Xiang let out half a sigh of relief.

The Prince had only Shen in his heart, while Shen had only Lady Dou.

As soon as Miss Dou appears, His Highness's temper goes out of control. However, every time this happens, Mr. Shen always bumps into His Highness "bullying" Miss Dou.

Your Highness has never wronged Miss Dou. Every time, it was Miss Dou who provoked Your Highness with her words.

Finally, the family head conceded, but he still received a cold stare and disdain from Shen.

But the young master just wouldn't listen, no matter how much Master Shen scolded him. The young master was completely smitten with her!

For Shen, I would do anything!

It's a shame for the prince.

Dou Dajunnie looked at the princess sitting calmly there, tears welling up in her eyes, clutching her belly.

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