"Your Highness, please wake up!"

"If anything happens to you, Ruyi won't be able to live either!"

A sorrowful cry echoed in the ears, annoying Gu Qinghuang to the point of a headache.

Who are these people crying in the middle of the day?

Gu Qinghuang laboriously opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was a girl in palace maid attire. The girl's face was unfamiliar, she was still young, and the outfit she was wearing did not look like it was from the Great Xiang Kingdom.

Moreover, she was calling her "Your Highness"...

Where on earth was she?

Gu Qinghuang suddenly woke up and sat straight up.

Wasn't she fighting on the battlefield?

She was riding a warhorse, chopping off the head of the enemy general with a single blow. The severed head rolled on the ground, provoking countless enemy soldiers to wail.

But before she could regain composure, she was hit in the back by a cold arrow. Dozens of arrows shot her into a sieve, and she fell from the horse and lost consciousness.

Why did she wake up to find herself in the current situation?

Can anyone tell her what's going on?

"Your Highness..."

The maid who was crying just now suddenly widened her eyes, opening her mouth wide enough to fit an egg in it.

Gu Qianhuang was about to speak when the maid rushed over to hug her, wailing loudly, "Your Highness! Thank goodness you've come to! Thank goodness you're alright! Uwaaa!"

Shaken and disoriented, Gu Qianhuang took a belated look around the room.

The grand palace was decorated luxuriously in gold and jade, showcasing the significant status of its owner at first glance. However, the floor was in a chaotic state, with a white silk cloth fallen on the ground, accompanied by scattered jewelry and a bronze mirror.

The stool used for hanging was still upright in the room.

Gu Qianhuang glanced at her reflection in the mirror and finally recognized her current appearance.

Exquisitely beautiful features, a face that could topple nations - this was not her face!

The real Gu Qianhuang had been battle-worn, stepping into the field at age ten, swordfighting for many years. Her skin had been roughened, and her brows emanated a heroic charisma. They weren't coquettishly sultry like this.

Could it be... After her death in the battlefield, she had transmigrated and possessed another body?

Recalling the novels she had secretly read under the blanket in the army, Gu Qianhuang was certain of this reality.

She had indeed transmigrated!

She had crossed into a foreign land, inhabiting the body of someone addressed as "Your Highness."

The maid finally relaxed her grip on her, teary-eyed pleading, "Your Highness, could you please not be smitten with Sir Song anymore? There are many good men out there. Sir Song is not the one for you. Why would you think of taking such drastic actions for him? If the Emperor and Empress were to find out, their hearts would be so shattered!"

Gu Qianhuang froze in place: ???

So the original host was a princess who, out of desolation for this "Master Song", took her own life by hanging?

Gu Qinghuang was utterly speechless.

As a general fighting fiercely on the battlefield, committed to protecting the border and the people, she understands the value of life better than anyone.

The original host was too infatuated and foolish.

Gu Qinghuang knew she could never go back, and it would be hard to find the culprit who stab her in the back.

Since she had borrowed the original host's body, she would live a good life on her behalf.

"Alright, Ruyi, don't cry now." Gu Qinghuang spoke with a clear and calm tone," Your Highness has already thought this through, and won't be swayed by a worthless man to the point of killing herself."

Ruyi opened her mouth wide again, dumbfounded.

Why did she feel like something was different about her Highness?

Gu Qinghuang perceived Ruyi's thoughts, but didn't want to explain. Her character and the original host's were worlds apart; she didn't want to pretend, and she didn't care to either.

"Help me up, clean the place, and serve the meal." Gu Qinghuang touched her stomach, indicating her hunger.

Before Ruyi even had time to wipe her tears, she quickly did as she was told: "Yes, Your Highness!"

Soon, the bedroom was tidied up. Gu Qinghuang sat at the table, staring at the delicious food brought by the maids, her stomach growling with hunger.

She picked up her chopsticks and began to eat heartily, her movements free and unladylike.

Seeing her eating again, Ruyi and the other maids were moved to tears.

You need to understand that ever since His Highness started pining for Mr. Song, he's been so distracted that he has barely eaten. It's been quite a while since he last enjoyed a meal properly.

At the moment of the maids' amusement, an eunuch came scurrying in hurriedly.

"Your...Your Highness! Mr. Song is here!"

Upon hearing this, all the maids in the hall looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Ruyi's small face suddenly turned pale, and she unconsciously glanced at their Master, filled with concern.

It was only after great difficulty that His Highness had come to his senses, but with Mr. Song's arrival, all previous efforts might be wasted.

"Mr. Song?" Gu Qinghuang paused in her action of picking up vegetables, her beautiful eyes raised slightly, scoffing, "Let him wait outside the hall."

It happened to be a good opportunity for her to see, exactly what kind of a man could make the previous owner commit suicide because of him.

"Yes, Your Highness. Servant will invite him in...huh?" The eunuch who came to his senses looked at Gu Qinghuang with a shocked face, as if doubting his own ears.

Did he hear it wrong?

The Highness said, let Mr. Song wait outside?

When has Mr. Song not been allowed to enter the Prince's quarters whenever he wished? With his every arrogant arrival and departure, leaving after insulting the Highness, the maids in the hall were so angry they gritted their teeth, but they were helpless.

Who could stop their Master from liking him?

But this time...

"What are you standing there for?"

Gu Qinghuang's face turned stern, her air of authority washing over everyone present. "Must I speak for myself?" she questioned.

Upon realizing her implications, the eunuch present immediately beamed with joy and enthusiastically replied, "Yes! Your Highness! I will intercept them right away!"

Ru Yi and the others were left dumbfounded. They stared blankly at Gu Qinghuang, who was calmly eating her meal, clearly unable to process what was happening.

Had her Highness truly had a change of heart?

Or was it because Sir Song had genuinely hurt her feelings, which is why she was intending to give him the cold shoulder?

While the palace maids were still trying to make sense of the situation, a commotion could be heard outside the palace.

"Sir Song! You cannot enter! Her Highness has given her orders!" The eunuch's voice was laced with urgent distress.

"Get out of my way!" Another cold and arrogant male voice echoed, growing nearer by the second.

Soon, a handsome man barged into the palace, pointing an accusing finger at Gu Qinghuang. "Gu Qinghuang! Have you had enough of your tantrums?!"