“嘶……”李雪晴 exponent uncoiling the silk quilt, the stiff muscles all over her body reminding her fiercely that she hadn’t exercised for too long. She didn’t expect to be tossed into this strange bed and body so suddenly, but now she had no choice but to adapt.

She took a quick glance around the room. It was a seclusion room in the palace, decorated with luxurious furniture and delicate decorations. The most eye-catching was the mirror in front of the bed, reflecting her face. A young woman of about twenty, with a pale face and red-rimmed eyes, was looking back at her. This was obviously not her original appearance. She was usually a lively and energetic girl, not a delicate and weak-looking woman.

“Alright, calm down, Lixueqing, calm down,” she murmured to herself, trying to wake up her senses. Here she was, in a strange place with a strange body. She had to figure out what was going on first.

As if summoned by her thoughts, a charming voice came from outside the room. “Xueqing, you’re awake.”