Chapter 1: Traveling through time to become a prince
Li Zhihui felt a sharp pain in his head, like being hit by a heavy hammer, and then the world started spinning and everything around him became blurry. He subconsciously wanted to grab something, but found that his hands were empty and his body fell uncontrollably. There was the whistling of the wind in my ears, mixed with strange sounds, like a call from another time and space.
When he regained consciousness again, he found himself in a strange room. The room is filled with a faint scent of sandalwood, and the surrounding furnishings are antique. The carved beds, exquisite screens, and calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls all show that this place is unique. He rubbed his head and tried to recall what happened, but his mind was in chaos. He only remembered that he was walking home in the modern world when a bright light suddenly flashed and he lost consciousness.
"Where am I?" Li Zhihui murmured to himself, his voice echoing in the silent room.
At this time, there was a sound of light footsteps, and then the door was gently pushed open. A woman in ancient costume walked in. She had a beautiful face, eyebrows as bright as daisy, and eyes full of autumn water. She wore a pale pink skirt that swayed gently with her steps, like a blooming peach blossom. When she saw Li Zhihui waking up, she had a look of surprise on her face and hurriedly walked to the bed.
"My lord, you are finally awake! You have been unconscious for two days, but you have made the slaves very anxious." The woman's voice was clear and sweet, like a clear spring flowing in the mountains.
"Prince? Servant?" Li Zhihui looked confused. He looked at the woman in front of him, his heart full of doubts. "Who are you
