Chapter 1: The Princess, Not Wang Fei
Every part of her body ached as if she’d been run over by a car. Zuo Xiaoqian struggled to open her eyes, and the excruciating pain immediately spread to every bone and joint, leaving her unable to move a muscle.
She tried wiggling her fingers. “It… hurts, hurts, hurts—”
“Your Highness… have you… woken up?” A timid voice sounded by her ear.
Wang Fei? She’s more like Li Yapeng! Zuo Xiaoqian slowly turned her head, intending to mock whoever dared to joke with her, but she froze when her gaze fell on the flash of emerald green by the bed.
It was a young girl of about fourteen or fifteen, wearing a pale jade-green dress with her hair tied in two small buns. Her delicate features were the spitting image of the characters in period dramas.
What on earth was going on? Zuo Xiaoqian’s mind went completely blank, and she was on the verge of a breakdown: “You… you… who are you?”
“Your Highness, I am Xiao Lian!” The petite girl was clearly just as startled as Zuo Xiaoqian, her timid gaze betraying her concern.
Zuo Xiaoqian strained to turn her head. The room was dimly lit, and she could only make out vague outlines. The furnishings looked sparse—no, extremely sparse. There was a table, a chair, and the hard wooden bed she was lying on; aside from that, there was nothing else. For the latest free chapters of this book, please visit
She simply couldn’t fathom who would be playing such a cruel joke on her. Although a vague answer had already begun to surface in her subconscious, as an atheist, she absolutely refused to believe that the absurd concept of reincarnation could possibly apply to her.
That’s right—she should be dead. She’d been struck by a heavy-duty truck. At the time, she’d even heard the sound of her bones cracking as she was flung through the air and slammed to the ground, and she’d felt the gleeful rush of blood gushing endlessly from her body…
“Xiao Lian? Did you just call me ‘Princess’?” Regardless, Zuo Xiaoqian thought, she had to figure out exactly what was going on first, and the key to that was this timid young girl.
“Your Highness? What’s wrong?” Xiao Lian was so nervous she was trembling all over. “You’re the Princess Consort!”
It really was the Princess Consort, not Wang Fei! Very well, Zuo Xiaoqian gritted her teeth. “I… why does it hurt so much?”
Xiao Lian’s eyes immediately welled up with tears. She dropped to her knees before the bed and bowed her head forcefully: “Please forgive me, Your Highness! It was this servant’s negligence for not accompanying you on your walk… Otherwise, you wouldn’t have tumbled from the rockery into the pond, and you certainly wouldn’t have been injured… Please forgive me, Your Highness!”
Zuo Xiaoqian was startled by her actions. Coming to her senses, she sat up abruptly to pull her up, but with a cry of “Ouch!” she fell back onto the bed. Good heavens, had she broken a few bones?
“Your Highness? Are you all right?” Xiao Lian scrambled on all fours from the floor to Zuo Xiaoqian’s side and asked in a panic, “Please wait, don’t move at all. I’ll go brew some medicine right away and be back to tend to you…”
With that, she scrambled to her feet and ran out. Zuo Xiaoqian closed her eyes and heard the sound of flint striking stone coming from outside. She shuddered involuntarily. What on earth was this place?
