Wedge
The last thing Lin Tang remembered was the severe pain when the uncontrolled electric current passed through his body in the laboratory, and the panicked face of his instructor. When she opened her eyes again, the carved and gold bed top made her dizzy. There was a cloyingly sweet incense floating in the air. A little maid in ancient costume was shouting with red eyes: "Princess, you are finally awake! You scared me to death!"
Princess?
Lin Tang, a top student majoring in brain science at a top university in the 21st century, has his mind filled with the memory of another person - Zhao Mitang, the seventh most favored princess of the Dajing Dynasty. As her name suggests, this princess was the daughter of her father in his later years and was raised in a boudoir. Her temperament was innocent and innocent to the point of being stupid. She was praised by the palace people so much that she was indifferent to all kinds of things. She only saw sugar people and new clothes. She was a famous "honey bump" in the capital, and was also secretly laughed at as a "silly white sweet".
And this time she was "in coma" because she wanted to eat the last piece of osmanthus cake in the imperial kitchen, so she was pushed by the third princess and hit the pillar.
Lin Tang, no, it's Zhao Mitang now, touched the bag on the back of his head, looked at the fair and charming, but somewhat hollow face in the bronze mirror, and slowly raised the corners of his lips.
Silly and sweet? From today on, it's time to change your lifestyle.
