Ling Yueguo, Emperor Jing for twenty years, Ningshuang Palace.
I don’t know how long it took, a piercing pain struck, causing Charlotte, who was in a coma, to open her eyes hard. The eyelids seemed to be heavy, and the weight-bearing ones were difficult to open. His vision was a bit blurred, and he couldn’t see anything for a while. It was as if I had slept for a long time, but I felt weak and sore, and my mouth was dry.
After lying on the bed for a while, Charlotte sat up slowly and began to look around the room.
What greeted her was an unfamiliar environment, the room was not too big, and I didn't know what place it was. In my memory, she had been here in the future.
The unfamiliar environment in front of me is nothing like a hospital. The surroundings are extremely quiet, and there are mostly antique porcelains in the house, all of which are classical. The arrangement is like a scene in a costume TV series, and the surroundings are still floating. The faint scent is here, and every place reveals the old breath, which is incompatible with the things of the 21st century.
"Where am I? What is this place?" Charlotte looked around and murmured inexplicably.
"Princess, you are awake." At this time, Xia Luoxi had not fully awakened. At this time, a crisp voice, with a little excitement in the tone, came into Xia Luoxi's ears.
Hearing the sound, Xia Luoxi looked up a little, and saw a little girl wearing a pale green dress very similar to ancient times. She was fifteen or sixteen years old. She was beautiful and pretty, but she was full of eagerness at the moment. Running towards her bed.
Looking at the little girl wearing an ancient costume not far away, she was rushing towards her bed, and then turned her eyes to look at the antique porcelain placed in the house. Only then did Charlotte gradually regain consciousness and suddenly felt her heart. Something seems to have been thought of.
When the girl walked to the bed and before the girl could speak, Charlotte grabbed her hand, inevitably a hint of tension in her tone, and asked eagerly: "Now... when is it?"
"Princess, what do you want to ask?" Suddenly asked by Xia Luoxi, the princess's next-door maid, Qing'er, was a little panicked. She didn't know how to answer Luo Xi's words. Could it be that the princess jumped into the lake a few days ago and fell unconscious on the bed. In the past few days, after waking up, she couldn't remember anything, and asked her when it was now
"What time is it now?" Seeing Qing'er hadn't spoken all the time, Xia Luoxi yelled a little annoyedly.
"Princess, the servant girl doesn't know what you want to ask?" Seeing that Xia Luoxi made such a big fire at her at this moment, the scared Qing'er knelt by the bed, her voice trembled, and she even cried out. The princess had never spoken to her so loudly before. At this moment, Qing'er couldn't help being scared.
Xia Luoxi looked down at Qing'er, who was trembling on her knees by the bed. Only then did she realize that the tone of her words was too impatient, and she was inexplicably angry at the girl.
After all, she was just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. She hadn't asked the cause and effect of the matter. She was so fierce to her just now. Perhaps the words she said just now really scared Qing'er.
However, based on what the girl called her just now, and this move at this moment, Xia Luoxi had already guessed the general idea in her heart, but she still tried to restore her composure, took a deep breath, and looked at Qing'er who was kneeling on the ground. The voice softened slightly, and he asked again: "What age is it now, who am I, and where is this place?"