NCCnovel Chapter 1 Time Travel
Chapter 1 Time Travel
Oh no! I'm doomed! I'm going to be late! Qin Wuyou was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. She didn't even have time to wash up, hurriedly throwing on a T-shirt before rushing out the door. She rode her shared bike, panting, and finally reached the subway station, but before she could even get her footing, she was pushed into the subway car by the surging crowd. The crowding on Beijing's subway line 5 was astonishing; it was almost impossible to breathe.
Qin Wuyou was panting heavily on the subway when she suddenly realized something was wrong. She looked down and was shocked to find she had put her clothes on backwards. She was so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into the ground; she could practically dig a three-bedroom apartment out of her toes. "Luckily, no one knows me," Qin Wuyou thought to herself, secretly relieved.
However, just as she breathed a sigh of relief, the subway suddenly braked sharply. Caught off guard, Qin Wuyou fell to the ground. Before she could even get up, everything went black, and she lost consciousness.
She didn't know how much time had passed, but in a daze, Qin Wuyou seemed to hear someone sobbing softly. The sound was like the buzzing of mosquitoes, disturbing her peace of mind. She forced herself to open her eyes slowly.
At this moment, two girls were kneeling by the bed, weeping uncontrollably, their tears falling like broken beads. Looking closer, they were dressed in wide-sleeved ancient costumes, their robes fluttering in the breeze. Looking around, the room was antique, with a few simple cabinets, a low table, and the largest screen with a plum blossom pattern. The embroidery was so lifelike that it seemed as if real plum blossoms were blooming on the screen, though the fabric looked slightly rough. At this moment, only two words filled Qin Wuyou's mind—"Time travel!"
Qin Wuyou never expected that simply taking the subway would trigger a hypoglycemic attack, and then she would transmigrate! Could this hypoglycemia really be deadly? Or would she die from the fall?
As a recent college graduate in the 21st century, Qin Wuyou had read dozens of time-travel novels and watched countless TV dramas. Who hadn't fantasized about being incredibly powerful after time-traveling, crushing the ancients underfoot, and having a sweet romance with royalty? But he never expected that he would actually time-travel. Qin Wuyou felt only fear. In this completely unfamiliar era, he was all alone, and every step he took had to be as treacherous as walking on thin ice, afraid to make the slightest mistake.
At this moment, Qin Wuyou still didn't understand who he was or what dynasty he lived in, so he dared not ask rashly. So, Qin Wuyou deliberately coughed, and the two maids immediately stopped crying when they heard it. One of them ran out to call for help like a startled rabbit, while the other hurriedly brought over a cup of water.
Qin Wuyou picked up the cup of water, took a few small sips, and had just lain down when she heard a woman's voice outside: "My poor child, you're finally awake! Thank God, thank Heaven for protecting my son!" The voice grew closer, and the footsteps outside the door grew louder. A moment later, Qin Wuyou saw a woman who looked to be no more than twenty years old, with skin as white as snow, dressed simply, and a worried expression on her face. She quickly walked to Qin Wuyou's bedside, tightly grasped Qin Wuyou's hand, looked her over from left to right, and kept asking, "Wuyou, is anything wrong? Tell your mother quickly, and I'll go fetch the imperial physician!" Qin Wuyou could only reassure her, "Mother, don't worry, I'm fine, but I don't know why this happened?"
Hearing Qin Wuyou's words, the woman's face showed sorrow, and tears streamed down her face as she spoke. She kept muttering, "It's all my fault, I'm so useless. I can't get justice for you, I'm so utterly worthless!"
Seeing the woman crying, Qin Wuyou suddenly felt a lump in his throat. For some reason, this feeling was like muscle memory. At the same time, a flood of memories suddenly rushed into Qin Wuyou's mind.
The original owner of this body was Ying Wuyou, the thirteenth child of Ying Zheng, the sixth among the girls, and eight years old this year. The woman in front of him was Ying Wuyou's birth mother, called Lady Wang. Lady Wang was the daughter of a sixth-rank official. Lady Wang was gentle and weak. The King of Qin favored her a few times at first, but then stopped. Lady Wang was also somewhat lucky, as she became pregnant on those few occasions of favor. After giving birth to Ying Wuyou, Lady Wang received no more favor. Ying Wuyou had hardly ever seen her biological father, Ying Zheng, and had only seen him a few times from afar at family banquets.
Lady Wang only had one precious daughter, Ying Wuyou, whom she naturally cherished and doted on. Unfortunately, the original owner of this body, like Lady Wang, was gentle and submissive, often bullied by others. Despite Ying Wuyou being a princess and Lady Wang being a concubine in the harem, the people in the harem loved to fawn over the powerful and oppress the weak, and Qin Wuyou had suffered no shortage of mistreatment over the years.
The original owner of this body was dragged along as a horse by Madam Zhang's chubby, gourd-like son, and was accidentally crushed to death. Qin Wuyou then transmigrated into this world, completely stunned by the situation. After receiving the information in his mind, Qin Wuyou felt as if his chest had been struck by a heavy hammer, the pain unbearable. He didn't know if it was from being crushed by the chubby boy or from being angered by Ying Wuyou and Madam Wang's cowardice.
Now there was no need to pretend. Qin Wuyou coughed several times before her cough subsided slightly. When Madam Wang saw Qin Wuyou coughing incessantly, she was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. She cried and patted Qin Wuyou's back to help her catch her breath. Qin Wuyou became even more annoyed, and her head was throbbing. She could only try her best to calm herself down.
He instructed the maid beside him, "Go quickly and fetch a royal physician to examine me. If the physician is unwilling to come, tell him: 'His Majesty has few heirs, and even if the princess is not popular, she is still His Majesty's blood relative. If anything happens to the princess, the Imperial Hospital will certainly be implicated. Tell the physician to think carefully about whether to come or not.'" Upon hearing this, one of the maids' eyes lit up, and she hurriedly ran out to fetch a doctor.
At this moment, Ying Wuyou comforted Madam Wang, saying, "Mother, please don't cry anymore. I'll make a decision after I've seen the doctor. You should go back now, and I'll visit you again when I'm fully recovered." Without waiting for Madam Wang's reply, Ying Wuyou closed her eyes to rest. She felt unwell all over, and wondered how Madam Wang had managed things. Her daughter had fainted, yet she hadn't even called a doctor, only knowing how to cry. If crying could solve the problem, what would be the point of doctors? No wonder the original owner of this body had died so young and confused.
Seeing that her daughter ignored her, Madam Wang could only lower her head, cover her face, and leave dejectedly.
Listening to the receding footsteps of Madam Wang, Qin Wuyou sighed deeply. Madam Wang was so weak-willed, and the fact that Ying Wuyou had been able to grow up was partly due to the lack of intrigue and power struggles in the imperial harem of this dynasty. Another reason was that there were only about 20 children in the palace so far. In other dynasties, where there were dozens or even hundreds of children, the death of one or two would hardly be a concern.
Lost in thought about all this, the imperial physician arrived shortly after. The physician was clearly quite old, with a white beard, eyebrows, and hair. However, judging from his sprightly gait, Qin Wuyou felt that his body looked much healthier than in her previous life.
After examining Qin Wuyou, the old imperial physician concluded that she had injured her internal organs and needed to rest for three months. Qin Wuyou had no objection to this. In this unfamiliar place, she could stay as long as possible. During her recovery, she could also take the time to learn about this era and the harem. Although Qin Wuyou did not intend to slack off, she always believed in staying home as much as possible.