The large mansion was a stark contrast of black and white, with bluestone slabs, vermilion pillars, and carved railings intricately patterned with crabapple blossoms. It had just rained overnight, and raindrops rolled off the banana leaves and fell into the dirt.

The purple gold incense burner on the table is made into the shape of an exquisite little beast, and the incense it emits is water wood fragrance, which smells particularly refreshing in the early autumn.

Brightly colored tasseled sachets hung on the four corners of the bed. Beside the soft couch, two tall maids were carefully fanning the person on the bed.

"If she fell into the water when it's cold, she would have a fever, which would be terrible. The girl has slept for a whole day and night. The doctor said she should wake up by now, but why is there no movement?" The maid in green clothes could not hide her anxiety.

"Guyu, it's been more than half an hour, why hasn't the doctor come yet?" asked another maid in purple.

"The Second Madam is keeping a close eye on this. This is a scandal, and everyone in the mansion is hiding it." Guyu glanced at the person on the bed. "The Madam and the Master are not in the capital, and the Eldest Young Master is not here either. The Old Madam is partial to the East Courtyard. Bailu and Shuangjiang went to find the doctor and haven't returned yet. Maybe they were stopped by someone? They're pushing the young lady into a desperate situation! No, I have to go out and take a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a faint sound from the person on the bed.

"The girl is awake!" The purple-clothed maid exclaimed in surprise and hurried to the bedside. She saw the girl on the bed rubbing her forehead and slowly sitting up.

“Jingzhe…” Shen Miao murmured.

"I'm here," the purple-robed maid smiled and held Shen Miao's hand. "Miss, are you feeling better? You've slept for a whole day and night, and the fever has subsided, but you haven't woken up yet. I'm thinking of going to see a doctor again."

"Miss, would you like some water?" Guyu handed her a cup of tea.

Shen Miao looked at the two people in front of her with some confusion.

She had four first-class maids: Jingzhe, Guyu, Bailu, Shuangjiang, all of whom were smart and clever. Unfortunately, none of them could stay.

Guyu died at the hands of the Qin Crown Prince while she was a hostage. Bailu and Shuangjiang, one died on the way to marry Wanyu, the other died in the harem competing for Madam Mei's favor.

As for Jingzhe, she was born the most beautiful. In order to help Fu Xiuyi ascend to the throne and win over the powerful officials, Jingzhe willingly became a concubine. Her beauty became a major reason for the powerful officials to submit to her. In the end, the powerful official's wife found an excuse to beat her to death.

After learning that Jingzhe had died, Shen Miao cried so hard that she almost had a miscarriage.

Now Jingzhe was standing in front of her in good health, her features still as pretty as a painting, Guyu was looking at her with a smile, the two maids were both around fourteen or fifteen years old, making Shen Miao dazed for a moment.

After a moment, she smiled bitterly and closed her eyes: "This hallucination before death is too real."

"What are you talking about, young lady?" Gu Yu put the teacup aside and reached out to touch Shen Miao's forehead: "Could it be that you are confused due to the fever?"

The hand touching her forehead felt cool, comfortable and real. Shen Miao suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze suddenly sharp. She slowly lowered her head and looked at her hand.

They were a pair of white, tender and slender hands, with neatly trimmed nails, round and cute, and it was obvious that they were pampered hands.

That's not her hand.

Her hands had become rough from accompanying Fu Xiuyi in handling court affairs and assessing the situation. She held a pen and read the account books one by one. She was ordered around like a servant in the Qin State. She fought for Fu Ming and Wanyu in the harem and washed clothes in the cold palace. Her hands were covered with calluses, her joints were swollen and dark, and she didn't look so delicate at all.

"Bring me a mirror." Shen Miao said. Her voice was still weak, but her tone was firm.

Guyu and Jingzhe looked at each other, and finally Jingzhe went to get a mirror and handed it to Shen Miao.

In the bronze mirror, the girl had a round face, a full forehead, large, slightly red almond-shaped eyes, a round nose, and a small mouth. Her face still had a childish quality. It wasn't particularly beautiful, but it was fresh, lovely, and well-behaved, shy.

It was the face of a young girl who was once praised by the royal family as a woman who would bring good fortune to her husband.

The mirror in Shen Miao's hand suddenly fell to the ground, making a crisp sound. The sound of the fragments struck her heart, setting off a huge storm.

She pinched herself hard, and two lines of tears rolled down.

Heaven will not let anyone down, and Heaven will not let her down!

She's back!

Guyu and Jingzhe were startled. Guyu hurried to pick up the debris on the ground and said anxiously, "Miss, be careful not to hurt your feet."

“Why are you crying, girl?” Jingzhe took a handkerchief to wipe Shen Miao’s face, but saw that Shen Miao had a strange expression, as if she was crying and laughing at the same time, and she murmured, “I’m back…”

She grabbed Jingzhe and asked, "What year is it now?"

Jingzhe was a little scared, but still answered honestly: "The sixty-eighth year of Ming Qi. What's wrong with you, young lady? Are you feeling unwell?"

"The sixty-eighth year of Ming Qi, the sixty-eighth year of Ming Qi..." Shen Miao's eyes widened. The sixty-eighth year of Ming Qi, when she was fourteen years old, was the year she met Fu Xiuyi, fell in love with Fu Xiuyi, and even asked her father to force her to marry Fu Xiuyi!

And now... Guyu's words rang in her ears: "Miss, please don't scare us. The fever has just subsided. Maybe he is not in the right mind. Miss is too cruel. This is going to take your life..."

Shen Miao had spent most of her past life following Fu Xiuyi around and running around for him, but her days in the Shen residence were rather dull. However, she remembered this incident clearly, as she remembered every single thing related to Fu Xiuyi.

Shen Qing told her that Fu Xiuyi was coming to the Shen Mansion to visit his second and third uncles, and took her to go secretly. When they arrived at the garden, Shen Qing pushed her off the rockery.

She was pulled dripping wet from the pond. Other officials present at the time thought it was a joke. Her infatuation with Prince Ding had spread throughout the capital six months earlier, and this time, it was just a joke.

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