It's not easy dealing with your siblings

"Auntie, can we do something about that? I was a meiren for only one day" I pleadingly asked her.

"Well, we aren't sure what's going to happen. Maybe you will be sent home. I just said one possibility. But, do you really want to go back home?"

Ugh. Not really.

The moment I go back, they will ship me off to the next highest bidder. I maybe even lose my value, because I was already 'married' once.

And I really don't have any attachments to my home.

Yes, I was favored by my parents, but they still sold me off.

Anyway, I have older brother and younger sister, so not like I'm crucial to my family.

My father wasn't first son in that family, so he probably won't inherent my grandfather's nobility title.

My mother, even though she was powerful in scheming, she still had to fight my father's other women for half her life.

She always fought against a woman who married my father as a secondary wife.

That secondary wife was from minor noble family, but she had at least better background that my mother.

She only had one daughter, and she wasn't pretty as me, but she always looked down on me because of my mother's past.

Li Suyin really despised Li Huiying. Especially because in early morning, on third day since she entered imperial palace, she heard that Li Huiying will get engaged to Li Suyin's childhood sweetheart.

Li Suyin got so angry that she died because of that. And then I crossed over.

And then Emperor died, and I was stuck here. My memory still wasn't totally complete. I have gaps in them.

I barely remembered name of this empire. Da Qiang. More than two hundred years old. Really prosperous. With no record of useless emperors. Well, there was some which were barely useful, but there was no true tyrant. And that's why this empire managed to thrive.

I wonder what kind of emperor Jiang Qiingyuan would be?

I hope he is not just a puppet of empress's family.

Well, it's not like that has anything to do with me. I just need to survive.

I tortured my brain with many possibilities, but I was tired, and was still processing some information in my head.

Some part of me still believes that this is a fantasy, and I'm actually still dreaming.

But the pain that I felt when that truck crashed into me, is telling me that this is hundred percent real.

Or I just went cray.

Do we have a psychiatrist here, I think I need one.

Send me their number, quickly~