Nowadays, there are various kinds of time travel, so Lin Qing has no idea about her own time travel. She just wants to live her life quietly and ordinaryly as the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
But there are always people who don't want her to live like this.
Lin Qing: Good luck to the Emperor, good luck to the Queen, and good luck to Your Highness.
His Highness: Have you not eaten? Say hello to me again!
Lin Qing:. . . . . . (Smiling on the face, mmp on the inside) His Highness: Don't you feel hot if you wear such thick clothes?
Lin Qing:. . . . . . Your Highness, it is winter now and your clothes are frozen.
His Royal Highness:. . . . . .
Emperor: I heard that the daughter-in-law of the Prime Minister's family is very talented. How about giving Yan'er as a concubine?
His Royal Highness: (immediately) OK! Please give me the honor of being your minister and concubine.