Zheng Xin was a doctoral student studying abroad. She died in a laboratory explosion.
When she woke up, she found herself in a cold palace. She had no strength all over her body. The quilt was cold and stiff. She looked at the palace with confusion on her face. "Who am I? Where am I? Why am I here?"
After a week, she knew she had traveled through time. "Ahhhhh! What kind of delicate eight-year-old little princess is she? She is so weak that she can't stand up if I don't have some internal strength! And I don't want to fight in the palace!" She looked at the cold palace. Forget it, she was good at martial arts. If possible, she would find an opportunity to escape and go see the ancient mountains and rivers.
Three years later, she approached Prince Kang, and they faced each other. Her peach-blossom eyes were charming and lazy, probably due to her young age and some baby fat. She gently lifted the boy's chin with her petite fingers and said, "What? Can you keep me?" Her tone was slightly suggestive.
Six years later, she said, "I like the grassland. It is better here than the Central Plains." The King of the Huns said, "Then stay." She raised her peach blossom eyes to look at him, with the ends of her eyes slightly raised. She smiled at him with a charming smile, "Oh? But my ambition is too great. I want peace in the world."
"I'll wait for you."
"Don't wait, I'm used to being alone." There was a bit of self-deprecation in the charming laughter.
Eight years later, when she was sixteen, the boy who stole her throne from time traveling to Anguo said, "Xiao Xin'er, you've been waiting for me."
"Thank you."
"I don't want thank you"
She smiled softly, "But I don't want to get married."
Intention: Go round and round, someone is waiting for you where you are