Cheng Ling woke up feeling that something was amiss.
She didn’t move, but carefully felt around to confirm that the room was empty before opening her eyes.
What caught her eye was a plain white canopy embroidered with butterflies and flowers. Looking up, she saw antique furniture, and she even noticed the white undergarment she was wearing, which was unlike anything she had seen before.
What had happened? A strong psychological quality forced her to calm herself down.
She felt her body, which seemed a bit weak but otherwise had no issues.
Cheng Ling got out of bed and managed to find something that could be called a mirror after scanning the room.
The mirror wasn’t clear, but Cheng Ling immediately saw that the reflection showed a completely unfamiliar face.
That wasn’t Cheng Ling.
She sat quietly on the chair, starting to ponder what exactly had happened.
She had definitely walked into a trap, been shot numerous times, and died—those people would never have let her survive.
So, what was this...reincarnation?
What had happened to the original owner of this body?
"Squeak~" The door was gently pushed open, and a girl dressed as a maid around fifteen or sixteen years old came in carrying a basin of water, and at a glance, she saw Cheng Ling sitting in front of the mirror.
"Oh my, Miss, you’re awake?" Xiao Lian put down the things in her hands and said happily.
"...Mhm." Cheng Ling didn’t know who this person was and simply replied indifferently.
"Miss, I have just brought in some hot water. Let me help you wash up first, and then I will send someone to inform the Old Madam and the young ladies. They are all very worried about you," the little maid said.
"..." Cheng Ling didn’t understand at all what she was talking about.
Thinking for a moment, she suddenly let out an "ouch" while holding her head, her expression one of great pain.
"What’s the matter, Miss?" Xiao Lian was taken aback by her appearance and exclaimed, "I will go and call the doctor to see."
Call the doctor? Cheng Ling’s eyes flashed, stopping Xiao Lian who was about to leave.
"No need. I’m feeling a bit better now."
Xiao Lian, who knew her young lady’s habitual endurance, didn’t find anything amiss.
Cheng Ling tentatively said, "My head feels a bit muddled. Who are the Old Madam and the young ladies you just mentioned?"
She was secretly prepared. If the response of this little maid was at all improper, she wouldn’t hesitate to be ruthless!
Xiao Lian seemed to be baffled by her question. She stared blankly at her mistress until Cheng Ling became somewhat impatient. Only then did she burst into tears with a "waah."
Xiao Lian looked at her through her sobs, "Miss, you didn’t hit your head and get hurt, did you?"
Cheng Ling: "..." Her hand itched.
The little maid continued, "Do you still remember me, Miss?"
Cheng Ling shook her head very honestly.
Seeing the maid who called herself Xiao Lian was about to cry again, Cheng Ling decisively ordered, "Shut up."
Xiao Lian seemed to be frightened, staring at her miss, who appeared somewhat different than usual.
Cheng Ling, rubbing her forehead, said faintly, "I just woke up and found that I don’t remember the past. Can you give me a brief explanation?"
Xiao Lian’s first reaction was, "I’m going to call the doctor!"
Cheng Ling: "...Come back!"
Under Cheng Ling’s imposing gaze, the little maid sat back down, reluctantly started to explain the identity of the Fifth Miss, Cheng Lingyu, and some information about the Protectorate Great General’s Mansion and the Tianxuan Continent.