When Su Jingyao woke up, her eyes were wide open, full of surprise.
She subconsciously raised her hand and rubbed her eyes.
Didn’t she die of old age as the Queen Mother?
How can you still be alive?
Su Jingyao frowned, full of suspicion.
Does she really have the aura of a heroine?
Can’t die?
Su Jingyao calmed herself down and began to look around.
When she saw the familiar layout, her face instantly turned a little ugly. Isn't this the boudoir where she lived for fifteen years in her previous life?
Her life in her previous life was already smooth and complete, and she was very satisfied. She doesn't need to start over again! (Emmmm, your fans let you start over again ~ baby)
Miaoxia, who was outside the boudoir, heard the slight sound of the young lady waking up, and immediately walked in like the wind.
"Miss, you're awake. Let me help you dress up." Her voice was clear and pleasant, and full of the vitality of a young girl.
Su Jingyao looked at Miaoxia. When Miaoxia was 25 years old, she arranged a marriage for her. Now she hasn't seen her for decades.
Looking at Miaoxia, who was only eleven or twelve years old and had a childish face, I felt very emotional.
Then Su Jingyao put on her shoes and got out of bed. She walked quickly to the dressing table and stared at herself in the mirror.
Has she regained her youth?
Looking at the appearance of this child who was only about ten years old, Su Jingyao frowned and fell into deep thought.
Which timeline am I in now?
Did she travel through time and space and live here for ten years, or did she travel directly into the body of the original owner?
Su Jingyao sat calmly beside the dressing table, looking casually but very carefully at the bottles and jars of skin care products on the dressing table, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, it seems that she is still herself in these ten years, but now she has more memories of the next few decades.
"Miss, what's wrong with you?"
Miaoxia looked at the young lady's series of abnormal behaviors and felt a little strange in her heart. She couldn't help but ask.
"It's okay, my face just felt a little uncomfortable. I thought I scratched it while sleeping. Let me check in the mirror."
Su Jingyao made up an excuse casually, and her expression was very natural.
Miaoxia nodded. She knew very well that the young lady attached great importance to her appearance and took good care of her body every day, not to mention her beautiful face.
Miaoxia walked behind Su Jingyao, picked up a comb and started to comb her hair.
However, Su Jingyao's eyes were a little dazed. Did she have to go through the same old path again?
In her previous life, Jun Zechen had been completely tamed by her. They both understood everything about each other. It was undeniable that she would be immersed in her love for him for the rest of her life.
While they still had energy, they traveled to every corner of the dynasty, and when they were old and gray, they settled down in the temporary palace.
The two of them supported each other throughout their long lives, and when Su Jingyao recalls it now, a warm feeling wells up in her heart.
But suddenly, without his company, an inexplicable love surged in my heart.
The current Jun Zechen is not her husband, and at this time Jun Zechen is very conceited and extremely annoying.
Su Jingyao pursed her lips, not knowing what to do for a moment.
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Su Jingyao has adapted quite smoothly in the past few days since she got back into wearing it.
After all, this is a path I have walked in my previous life, and many things are familiar to me.
Every day in her own boudoir, she would sometimes lean on her chin in deep thought, and sometimes narrow her eyes slightly, recalling every little detail of the past.
She had mentioned the prince to her father intentionally or unintentionally, and only from her father did she know that Jun Zechen was sixteen years old this year. So, by that calculation, she was eleven years old now.
Su Jingyao was full of confusion.
Does Jun Zechen now have the same memories of the past as she does, or not?
Should she take the initiative to find him in this life?
These questions kept turning over and over in her mind, making her uneasy.
Before Su Jingyao could think about anything more, Miaoyun and Miaoxia walked in briskly.
"Miss, let me help you dress up. The master just sent a message that the prince is coming to the mansion today to discuss important matters. The master invited the prince to have lunch with him. The prince stayed, so he asked you to go to the front hall to eat with him."
Su Jingyao was stunned for a moment, and even blinked her thick eyelashes unconsciously.
In his previous life, Jun Zechen never came to her house for lunch. Could it be that Jun Zechen also had memories and came to find her?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little happy, and joy spread like ripples in my heart.
But she quickly suppressed her emotion.
After everything was packed up, Su Jingyao walked towards the front hall.
The prince sat upright in the main seat, while his father and mother sat respectfully on one side.
Jun Zechen's eyes lit up when he saw the eleven-year-old Yaoyao.
She was wearing a pink long dress with a fitted waist. The embroidery on the dress was delicate and exquisite. Her delicate face still had some baby fat, making her look particularly cute.
Her long hair reached her waist and fell softly behind her. At this time, one could already vaguely see her stunning figure.
"Your servant Su Jingyao greets His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
Su Jingyao bent her knees slightly in greeting, her voice clear and pleasant, like a mountain stream.
Jun Zechen's body trembled slightly, as if he was in a dream. After being stunned for a moment, he coughed to cover up his loss of composure.
"Get up."
Su Jingyao nodded slightly, and then sat on the other side of Jun Zechen.
Jun Zechen looked at the special meal in front of Su Jingyao and truly felt that she was his Yaoyao. However, he was not sure whether Yaoyao had the same memories as him.
Su Jingyao ate her meal in small sips very gracefully. Her drooping eyelashes were like two small fans, trembling slightly, hiding the surprise in her eyes.
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