Zhao Dynasty, the Zhao family’s Cold Palace
Xia Xiangling slowly awoke and looked around. The room was bare and chilly, with only a bed and a table. There were no curtains or vines.
Looks like I’ve transmigrated. I wonder if I got a System, too?
All she knew was that her maid, Huashu, had come along. But what could this girl, who had been the biggest glutton in her previous life, possibly do here? What a cheap bonus.
Was she supposed to start all over and keep striving for greater heights?
No need to rush. First, she could recall her previous life, then look forward to this one, and perhaps even imagine the next.
If you had three days to remember, how many chapters could you recall?
With three lifetimes and a bonus character, Xia Xiangling felt like she was worth less than a dog.
Don’t believe it? Come and see for yourself!
