"Sister 께, Sister 께! Please don't embarrass me. This is a palace banquet. You can't dress like this!"

I looked down at myself. I was wearing a modified version of a ruqun. The base was moon-white, with a few blooming peonies embroidered with gold thread. The hem of my skirt was ingeniously decorated with a few layers of gauze, making me look ethereal as I walked.

"What's wrong with this? I, your sister xiao, am naturally beautiful. I look good in anything I wear!" I blinked at the bronze mirror. After traveling back from the modern times for a month, I finally accepted my delicate ancient appearance.

"But..." The maid Cuizhu was almost crying, "This is too... too..."

"Too ostentatious, isn't it?" I put down the Luo Dai in my hand and looked at her with a half-smile, "Be a little more ostentatious, so that those ignorant guys won't bother me."

That's right, I, Lin Qingya, an independent woman in the 21st century, traveled through time and became the daughter of the prime minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The original owner of this body was heartbroken because the prince broke off the engagement, and she hit her head and died.

Crown Prince? Oh, I can guess what you are thinking with my toes. You want to win over my father because of my family's power and consolidate your position as crown prince!

Want to use me? Look who I am! I didn't learn mind reading for nothing. You have that little skill, and you are just showing off your skills in front of me!

"Sister Xiao..." Cuizhu wanted to persuade her again, but was stopped by my eyes. "Alright, stop being so nagging and hurry up to do my makeup. If you are late, I, your sister Xiao, will be punished."

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At night, the palace is ablaze with lights, joyful singing and dancing, and the royal grandeur is evident everywhere.

I sat at the table bored, listening to the compliments from the guests around me and glancing at the people around me out of the corner of my eyes.

As expected, my appearance successfully attracted the attention of everyone present. Those ladies seemed to be concerned about me, but secretly they kept attacking me with their eyes, and their sour words made me want to roll my eyes.

"Hey, isn't this the eldest daughter of the Lin family? I haven't seen her for a few days. She has become more beautiful. This dress is really unique!"

The person who spoke was Zhao Sisi, the legitimate daughter of the Minister of Revenue, who was my "good friend". Of course, this "good friend" was what the original owner thought. In my opinion, she was a spoiled elder sister who never considered other people's feelings when she spoke or did things.

"Thank you, Sister Zhao Xiao. I am far behind you." I replied with a fake smile, but in my heart I was complaining: You are wearing that colorful clothes, like a peacock, and you still have the nerve to say that to me?

"Sister Lin, you are joking. You are the most beautiful lady in the capital. Who doesn't know how talented you are? Unlike me, I can only compose poems and write essays. You are proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and even have a way of doing business..."

As soon as Zhao Sisi finished her words, there was a burst of agreement from all around. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes and was about to say something, but suddenly I felt a burning gaze falling on me.

I followed the line of sight and saw a man in a bright yellow dragon robe sitting in the main seat, staring at me solemnly. He had handsome features, looked majestic without even getting angry, and exuded an imperial aura.

It is the saint of today, Li Heng.

My heart skipped a beat, and I was wondering what I was thinking when a deep voice suddenly rang in my ears: "Lin Qingya..."