"Ouch, so painful..."

"Miss, you are awake, thank goodness!"

As a shout rang by her ears, Ye Bihan opened her eyes and saw a strange girl who appeared to be about thirteen or fourteen years old.

"Miss, I was worried sick while you were unconscious! I'm glad you're finally awake!" The girl who claimed to be her maid seemed extremely anxious.

Miss? Maid?

The girl was dressed in ancient clothing, calling her 'miss' and referring to herself as a 'maid'.

With doubtful eyes, she scanned the room and found the decor and furnishings to be antique.

Such a scene is far more realistic than those seen in ancient dramas!

Could it be... she had time-traveled?

Impossible, right?

It was obviously just a dream.

In her dream, an old immortal claimed he could grant her one wish. She casually said she wished to be beautiful, with a large bosom and a raised butt, preferably with a powerful and influential father as well as a rich and handsome husband.

The old immortal contemplated for a moment before replying that her request was a bit overboard, but not unattainable. She just had to lower her expectations a bit.

For example, giving her a new identity in ancient times, but her marriage might not be quite as happy.

After listening, she readily agreed. Whether she was happy or not didn't matter. What was important was to fulfill her dream in her dream.

But she never expected that when she woke up again, her dream had actually become reality, and she had traveled through time and space...

Where was she now? And why was the girl in front of her calling her young miss?

At that moment, a wave of fragmented memories not her own forcefully invaded her mind.

Her head throbbing painfully, she scrunched her brows and braced herself to absorb the incoming memories.

The previous owner of this body was Ye Bihan, a sixteen-year-old girl from a prestigious military family. From the moment she first saw Prince Ning Su Jingxuan, she had fallen for him. When the Emperor arranged a marriage, she married Prince Ning and became the princess of his mansion.

This was supposed to be a marriage of equals, but little did she know that Prince Ning already loved another person.

Out of respect for the Emperor's decree, Prince Ning ended up marrying Ye Bihan reluctantly.

Known for her soft-spoken and timid nature, Ye Bihan was coldly treated by Prince Ning after the marriage and fell into melancholy. She developed a severe illness and finally passed away on her sickbed.

The girl standing in front of her was her maid-in-waiting, Pei Qing, the only person in the large mansion of Prince Ning who treated her kindly.

After absorbing the original owner's memories, her headache had significantly subsided. Rubbing her temples, she thought to herself:

What's the point of making random wishes in dreams, like this has turned into reality!

Now that she had traveled to the body of the same-named Ye Bihan, isn't this a foolish situation!

Ye Bihan, I bet you're not bold enough to make such haphazard wishes in the future!

At this thought, she sighed helplessly, raised her hand, and slapped herself as a punishment for making those rash wishes.

This sudden self-inflicted slap frightened the girl by her side, who quickly grabbed her hand and shouted, "Miss, no, you mustn't do this!"

"If you are upset about the Prince taking a concubine today, take it out on me. I've got thick skin, you can scold or beat me. But don't harm yourself because of this anger."

“If anything happens to you, Miss, I don’t want to live anymore.” Pei Qing started crying as she spoke, tears as big as peas falling down her cheeks.

Seeing this, she felt a strange sense of deja vu, as if she was reliving a moment of sickness and grief.

"Alright, stop crying." She suggested, frowning slightly.

Unfortunately, her suggestion made Pei Qing cry harder, "Miss, I know you are upset. You've given all your heart to the Prince, but he treats you coolly."

"It's not even been half a year since you entered the Prince's manor, and he’s marrying a woman of inferior birth. Not only that, he's even conducting the wedding with the same ceremony used for a princess. Is she even worthy?"

"Remember when you got married and moved into Prince Ning's manor, he ordered everything to be kept simple, not caring about you at all."

"You fell sick out of disappointment, and even after knowing this, the Prince didn’t care. He continues to plan his wedding when you're still unconscious, claiming it's to bring you good luck, but in reality, he just wants to marry Miss Nan as soon as possible."

Pei Qing's face showed her indignation as she spoke about Prince Ning, indignation so intense she was almost branding the words "scumbag" on his forehead.

She, who was already headache-ridden and irritable, was now even more annoyed by Pei Qing’s continuous crying, their incessant noise making her head throb.

"Stop crying!" She suddenly yelled. Startled, Pei Qing stopped crying, staring at her dumbfounded.

Suddenly, she felt the world fall silent and even her headache seemed to dissipate.

Looking at Pei Qing's swollen, red eyes and her crying face, she guiltily wondered, 'Ye Bihan, why are you yelling? She's just a child.'

Even though she may nag and is somewhat nosy, she is loyal to you.

The original inhabitant of her body was a hardcore fujoshi who was 23 years old in the 21st century. To her, Pei Qing was just a child.

At this thought, she was the first to break the silence, "I wasn't out of sorts. I was just swatting at a mosquito."

At the moment, she couldn't think of a way to stop Pei Qing's crying, so she came up with a lame excuse to dodge it.

"Really?" Pei Qing, still sobbing, asked.

"Of course. It's come to this point, and I've thought it through. From this day forward, I won't torment myself anymore. Even if it's for the sake of my father, I need to live well."

She replied in the way ancient people spoke. After all, she had crossed into this era. Since she's already here, she should settle in. Survival comes first.

Upon hearing this, Pei Qing immediately smiled: "I'm glad that Miss has come around!"

Seeing this, she faintly smiled. She thought to herself: Indeed, such a child!

At that moment, a burst of joyful noise came from outside, followed by the rousing sound of gongs and drums, and a flurry of voices. It sounds very lively.

She subconsciously looked towards the door...

She thought to herself, why is it so lively outside?

Suddenly, she remembered what Pei Qing had just said, "Prince Ning is taking a concubine today. The wedding is being conducted according to the royal wedding ceremony standards..."

Pei Qing saw her gaze fixed on the door, deep in thought. Assuming that the wedding noise was causing her distress, Pei Qing clenched her teeth and said, "Miss, I'll close the door, so that the clamor doesn't bother you."

Before Pei Qing could finish her sentence and reach for the door handle, she was stopped by her: "Wait...."

"Since His Highness has said that this wedding is meant to bring me luck, I should naturally go and soak up some of the joy, so as not to let His Highness's effort go to waste."

She's not like the original host who let people walk all over her because she was too submissive. In her memory, the contemptuous servants of the mansion often took advantage of the original host's lack of favor, openly and secretly bullying her, whilst His Highness only turned a blind eye.

The original host, due to her weak and stubborn temperament, always reported good news and not the bad to her parents. She'd actually ended up developing depression, ultimately leading to her premature death – what a stifled life she'd lived.

But the times have changed. She would not let herself meet the same fate as the original host.

Today, a new concubine is entering the mansion. As the main wife, if she doesn't show some assertiveness to the servants, she might end up being trampled by those who bully the weak and fear the strong.

Her gaze flashed with a hint of ruthlessness. Hooking her lips into a smile, she said, "Pei Qing, come with me to the front hall. I want to see just how grand this royal wedding ceremony is."