Your Majesty, It's Time to Update Your World View

Consciousness awakens before the five senses. There was an unprecedented sense of emptiness, as if the soul had been forcibly stuffed into an ill-fitting skin, suffocating everywhere. The heavy eyelids seemed to be weighing heavily, and after several struggles, they were able to pry open a crack. Dim light penetrated into the eyes, vaguely outlining unfamiliar outlines. What lingers on the tip of the nose is not the fragrance of book and ink, but the astringent smell of dust and moldy wood, mixed with a hint of herbal medicine. The bed beneath him was so hard that it made an overwhelming squeaking sound at the slightest movement. This is not her study. Lin Qingci - or rather, the soul occupying this body at the moment, forced himself to calm down. The chaotic memory fragments are like the tide hitting the embankment. The joys, sorrows, fears, despair and unwillingness of another woman violently collide and blend with her own knowledge and cognition. Shen Qingci... Zhenbei Palace... Wedding... Lengyuan...? ? ? ?