Lin Wanyue wakes in pain all over, her head throbbing as if it might split apart... "How did I get here?!" Suddenly, a young woman in blue robes rushes in. Her ancient-style clothes frame a breathtaking face, cold as ice, with phoenix eyes that could captivate a city. "Miss, Miss, you're finally awake!" The speaker is Nian Qiu. Her graceful figure is clad in a fitted black outfit that does little to conceal her curves. Above her fair, delicate skin, her brows are sharp and her lips are like frost blossoms. She has both the beauty to topple kingdoms and the steely resolve of someone who has faced death. I stare at Nian Qiu's face, utterly entranced, and forget to speak.
"Miss, Miss..."
My mind races, but I have no idea what to say, so I can only pretend to be unconscious. Wasn't I just in the hospital, hooked up to tubes? I could clearly hear the clinking of surgical forceps. How did I end up here all of a sudden... Is this ancient times? I don't know who the version of me in this world offended, but the rumors say that on the night of the full moon, I, Lin Wanyue, have to drink a bowl of fresh blood from an unmarried young woman, or I won't survive. Haha... That's rather amusing! Who would have thought that I, already betrothed to the Crown Prince by imperial decree, would be discarded with a letter of repudiation? Not because I'm a bloodthirsty monster, but because I'm a useless "good-for-nothing" who can't practice martial arts...
