I woke up.
Awakened by a bowl of scalding soup.
The hot broth poured down my neck, and I jumped up from the mat. The back of my head hit the corner of the table next to me, and I grimaced in pain.
"Shen Mozhi! Your Majesty dares to be late for your morning classes. Are you tired of living?"
A male duck's voice blasted in my ear. I rubbed the back of my head and looked up. I saw an old face full of wrinkles, wearing the uniform of a chamberlain of the Qin Kingdom, and holding an empty bowl in his hand.
I was stunned.
Not because of how ugly this face is, but because I don't even recognize him.
I looked around, seeing blue brick floors, wooden beams, simple desks, and bows and arrows and animal skins hanging on the walls. The air was filled with the smell of charcoal fire and herbs, and the sounds of military clashes and drills could be heard outside the window.
This is not the urban village rental I rented.
This is not 2024.
"Why are you so stunned? Your Majesty's morning class is already halfway through, why don't you get over here and wait for me!" The old chamberlain kicked me on the butt with an astonishing force. He kicked me so hard that I staggered forward a few steps and almost fell flat on my face.
My mind went blank, but my body instinctively ran away. I ran out of the room and walked through the cloister. Outside the courtyard wall were the majestic palaces. The gray-black bricks and tiles were looming in the morning mist. The air was bitingly cold. The clothes on my body were as thin as a layer of paper, and I shivered from the cold.
But what makes me collapse more than the cold is the memory——
A bunch of memories that don't belong to me flooded into my mind like a tide.
