Nan Yi, a modern female bodyguard, fails a mission and travels back three hundred years to the Qing Dynasty. At that time, she became the side consort of the Fourth Prince of the Qing Dynasty, but ...
The maids are too capable, which is also a problem. With her outfit, she would definitely be the enemy of women as soon as she appears. She doesn't want to be the first to stick her neck out. A woman's sharp tongue is like a soft knife, concealing its sharpness and killing without drawing blood.
Yiren gently pried open the fingers gripping the door and grumbled, "We've already tried twice, but you're still not satisfied. This is the most modest outfit we can manage. Please, just to be kind to us, do it again. Even if we put in a lot of effort, you still might not be satisfied. Your wife is waiting for you there."
The mistress chimed in, "What can you do if she's good-looking? Our mistress is naturally beautiful and can't help but admire her. If they're jealous, let them go back into the womb and be reborn."
That was a tricky remark, and the girls all laughed.
Nan Yi reluctantly let go of their hands and let them lead her out in a daze. The words from her lover sounded so familiar. Where had she heard them before?
"Sister Tong?"
She snapped out of her daze. Who was it? To be called "sister" as soon as she stepped out the door? Could it be that her outfit was on point this time? She looked straight toward the source of the voice.
"Who are you?"
A woman in a light purple cheongsam stood at the entrance of the courtyard, accompanied by two maids. They looked at her with surprise and delight, as if they knew her.
"What? It's only been a year since we last met, and you don't even remember me? That's so disheartening! I won't stand for it!" the woman in purple complained, feigning displeasure.
She stepped forward slowly and took Nan Yi's hand affectionately. "I came looking for you as soon as I entered the manor, but I couldn't find you anywhere. I asked around and found out you hadn't arrived yet. You really deserve to be punished for arriving later than me, your guest."
The woman in purple's expression revealed their intimacy. Nan Yi knew that he had transmigrated and taken over this body halfway through his journey. He knew that she was someone his previous self must have known.