"Princess, Princess, wake up."
Qi Wan was shaken awake and opened her eyes in a daze, as if she was in a carriage.
Isn't she dead?
"Great, Princess, you scared me to death. You have been sleeping for almost twelve hours. We are almost at the gate of the city. You must not sleep anymore." The little maid with a round face said deeply. He breathed a sigh of relief.
"Who am I?" Qi Wan was a little confused.
The round-faced little maid looked helpless: "Princess, why have you forgotten yourself again?"
"You are Princess Qinghui, the only daughter of the regent of the Eastern Qin Kingdom. We have come to Xiliang to get married, and we will enter the city soon."
Princess Qingshan? Marriage?
Qi Wan's head felt a buzzing pain, and some unfamiliar memories flooded into it.
After a while, she finally figured out her current identity.
Qi Wan died, but she was still alive.
Her soul entered the body of Qing Hui, the only daughter of the regent of the Eastern Qin Kingdom, and complemented the soul of Qing Hui who was born with soul-leaving syndrome.
It became the current green cypress.
It took three whole years.
In other words, she is now a teenager, and three years have passed since Qi Wan's death.
In the process of replenishing her soul in the past three years, she was sometimes sober and sometimes confused, and only then did the maid say that she had forgotten about her again.
Now that her soul is completely intact, she should not forget things.
From now on, she is Qing Hua.
Qing Hui put her hand on her heart and murmured, "Jin Ling, my heart hurts."
Jin Ling tilted her head and looked at her: "Princess, why are you talking nonsense again? You don't have any heart, why does it hurt?"
Qing Hui said "Huh", but there was no beating sound in the palm of his heart.
Yes, Qingshan is a half-demon, born without a heart.
But she still felt an empty pain in her chest.
Three years ago, she cut out a heart from her body with her own hands.
How could it not hurt when the memory comes back?
Qing Hui opened the curtain and looked at the gate of Yujing City, the capital of Xiliang, from a distance.
Her father is now a powerful regent, and it is not her turn to get married.
It was she who took the initiative to come and get married when she was sober.
She wants to come back and get her heart back.
When she jumped off the Yunguang Platform, she said that she would get this heart back in the next life.
At that time, I never thought about the real afterlife.
It seems that God has indeed treated her well.
The carriage stopped, and the round-faced maid Jin Ling went out to say a few words, then came back and said excitedly: "Princess, the envoys from Xiliang to welcome you into the palace have arrived. I heard that it is their Chen The prince is handsome and the dream lover of all the girls in Yujing!"
"The lover of my dreams," Qing Hui curled her lips, "Give me a mirror."
Jin Ling immediately pulled out a glazed mirror and put it in front of Qing Hui, "Princess, you are very beautiful. I'm sure you will charm their emperor from now on!"
"Liang Emperor is ill and is not close to women."
Qing Hui replied perfunctorily and looked at himself in the mirror.
She looks a lot like Qi Wan.
It's just that compared to Qi Wan's unparalleled beauty, she is a little more arrogant and cold.
A little more beautiful, but not as lively as a human being.
"King Chen of Xiliang is here to welcome Princess Qinghui of Eastern Qin into the palace."
Outside the carriage, a familiar but extremely cold voice sounded.
Qing Hui raised her hand to push aside the glass mirror in front of her. Jin Ling opened the curtain for her with a very discerning eye. Qing Hui got up and went out, stood on the carriage and looked at Lian Jinchen who was riding a horse.
Lian Jinchen didn't expect that the princess would come out of the carriage.
He frowned slightly and looked at Qing Hui.
The next moment, his expression changed drastically, he unconsciously exerted force on the reins in his hands, and the reined horse raised its head and screamed.
Lian Jinchen dismounted from his horse almost instantly, walked quickly to Qing Hui, and wanted to reach out and hold her.
"Who are you?"
Qing Hui slightly bent over and slapped Lian Jinchen unceremoniously on the face.
"presumptuous!"
"I am your imperial concubine of Xiliang!"
