[Official histories can’t match my beauty; unofficial histories can’t match my outrageous stories]
On Qin Fengye’s first day after transmigrating to the Qin dynasty, torrential rain poured from the sky, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and the Great Wall collapsed!
When she stepped out of the lightning in a red robe, countless laborers building the wall knelt among the rubble and called her “Heaven’s Daughter,” begging her to save their lives. With the wall collapsed, the First Emperor would have them beheaded.
But she wasn’t Heaven’s Daughter. How could she save them?
A down-and-out young nobleman exiled from Xianyang was supervising the laborers. He knelt and called her “Princess.”
What was she supposed to do? She was a princess of the Great Qin in the world of Wangdi, not the Great Qin on Earth. Could it be that in this life she didn’t have a princess’s airs, but did have a princess’s fate?
What should she do? What should she do? Qin Fengye steeled herself: “I’m going to be a princess, no matter what!”
Great Qin, your princess has arrived…
