She opens her eyes in the body of a little beggar, and her sidekick turns out to be the crown prince
On the first day Shen Qingyi transmigrates into the body of a little beggar, she finds a blood-soaked boy.
Out of a healer’s compassion, she trades half a bun she found for a bottle of wound medicine.
As she bandages him, she grumbles, “Do you ancient people always fight this badly? That stitch work looks just like the soles my grandma used to sew.”
When the boy wakes, he is quiet and says only that his name is Fan Qi.
Shen Qingyi pats him on the shoulder. “Little Qi, stick with me and you’ll go hungry nine meals out of ten... Wait, no, you’ll eat like a king!”
Later, she discovers that her sidekick is a picky eater who only eats the soft center of a steamed bun and insists on testing his water for poison with a silver needle.
Later still, a troop of black-armored cavalry kneels throughout the ruined temple. “We came too late, Your Highness. Please return to the palace!”
The steamed cornbread in Shen Qingyi’s hand drops to the ground. “C-Crown Prince? Then all those times I made you pour out my foot bath...”
Fan Yun wipes his sword and chuckles. “It’s fine. You saved my life.”
“But what was it you said the stitches looked like that day? Shoe soles?”
