The Splendid Dynasty, the thirteenth year of its prosperity, winter.
The winter sunshine falls on the carved window sill, slowly penetrates the white window paper, and shines on the sandalwood table in front of the window.
In the room, there were five or six little maids wearing plain skirts standing on the left and right sides of the canopy bed with carved phoenix patterns. They stared at the sleeping woman on the bed with trepidation. They seemed to be very expecting the other person to wake up, but also very afraid of the other person waking up.
Come.
"Well..." The woman's long eyelashes gently fanned, and she opened her eyes as black as obsidian.
It was a little itchy, and the fingertips seemed to touch a touch of warmth. The woman yawned indecently.
Huh? Her eyes suddenly opened wide.
The bright red gauze curtain, the golden phoenix pattern brocade quilt... This is not her, Xia Ziluo's home.
Her home should be an ordinary wooden bed, pure cotton cartoon quilt, white ceiling...it can't be so antique.
So where is this?
Xia Ziluo pouted in confusion and moved his head slowly.
Suddenly, there was an unbearable itching on her wrist, and Xia Ziluo turned her head abruptly - a wrinkled old face was approaching her, and the cross-cock eyes were so wide that they were about to bulge out.
"Ah!" Xia Ziluo screamed, and when he withdrew his hand, he slapped him hard: "Pervert!"
"Pa—" there was a crisp sound, and a bright red five-finger print suddenly appeared on the face of the bright-faced old man.
The old man was only shocked for a moment, and immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed as hard as he could to plead guilty: "I know my sin, I know my sin..." In the blink of an eye, blood oozed from his forehead.
"I realize my mistake. Please calm down, Princess!" The little maids on both sides of Gong Li turned pale with fright when Xia Ziluo got angry. Like the old man, they knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to beg for mercy.
The sound of "dong dong" kowtows kept coming and going, and the scene was a bit too tragic to watch. Xia Ziluo was stunned for a moment.
They called her princess and treated her like a man-eating monster, looking like they were scared to death?!
The strangest thing is the group of people on the ground. The lewd old man has his hair tied up in a bun and wears weird costumes; the girls kneeling on the ground have their hair tied up in a bun and are wearing double-breasted skirts...
What type of situation is this?
Suddenly, Xia Ziluo's eyes widened in disbelief, and she opened the brocade quilt: the snow-white brocade underwear, the brocade underwear with gold piping, and her T-shirt and jeans were missing!
This is not the era she lives in, could it be——
Unable to conceal his panic any longer, Xia Ziluo screamed and rushed out of bed.
The luxurious bronze mirror at the head of the bed reflected a face that was not astonishingly beautiful, but could still be considered delicate. The small face was as big as a palm, with skin as smooth as gelatin; a pair of black eyes under the delicate eyebrows were as clear as a lake and as bright as stars.
...Xia Ziluo patted his face hard.
It hasn’t changed! It’s still the same face that has been with her for twenty-two years.
Xia Ziluo pinched her face again, and a red cloud immediately appeared on her slightly pale face. A heartbreaking pain made her jump.
The real touch and pain told her that this was not a time-travel dream.
So did she really travel through time?
By the way, it was the heavy fog last night!
She stayed at home for almost a week, and all the food she had stored was gone, and she had to go out to do shopping. When she came back, a heavy fog suddenly appeared on the street. She didn't take it seriously and got lost in the fog.
Then she woke up again in a daze, and she was in this strange place.
"Qi... Princess, you stand on the ground with bare feet... it's very easy to catch cold. It's better to let the slaves help you back to bed to rest..." A thin and small maid was pushed out and knelt down.
Xia Ziluo continued to kowtow in front of him as if pounding garlic.
