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With a sudden gasp, Jiang Youlan opened her eyes wide and sat up abruptly in bed.
Had she just been beheaded? It felt so real, it couldn't be a dream.
Her heart raced as she touched her neck, relieved to find her head still firmly attached. The luxurious Palace Attire she wore was pristine, without a trace of blood.
Wait... luxurious Palace Attire?
Jiang Youlan pushed aside the person who had leaned too close and jumped out of bed, her bare feet hitting the floor as she dashed to the mirror. When she looked into it, she was stunned—
The reflection staring back at her was not her original self but a youthful girl with a hint of innocence in her features!
“What…?” Jiang Youlan began to piece things together. Could it be that she had… traveled through time?
Or perhaps, just before she was beheaded, she had already crossed over into the body of a real palace maid and now experienced another transition?
Jiang Youlan stood frozen in front of the mirror, her mind a whirlwind of confusion and chaos.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the bed behind her in the dim light of the bronze mirror. A man was sitting there while she was lost in thought.
She turned sharply, locking eyes with him. The man wore only an inner garment, and his features looked somewhat familiar.
His tone was anything but friendly: “Yu Changzai, what do you mean by this? After going through so much effort to serve me, how dare you push me away? Have you lost your mind?”
As soon as Jiang Youlan heard that voice, cold sweat instantly broke out. This man was the one who had just attacked her!
She trembled as she turned around, her gaze meeting his once again, and they locked eyes deeply.
"N-no, Your Majesty, I just remembered that I haven't bathed yet. I was afraid you wouldn't like it. Could you please give me a few minutes to bathe?" Jiang Youlan forced herself to remain calm, her voice trembling slightly.
The gloom in the Emperor's brow lightened a bit, and he waved his hand impatiently. "Go."
A palace maid entered and led Jiang Youlan into the bathing chamber.
As Jiang Youlan thought about her strategy for later, she subconsciously sank into the wooden tub and casually stuffed a handful of jasmine into the incense burner.
Jiang Youlan had always loved jasmine; though an ordinary flower, it possessed a uniquely enchanting fragrance.
During her previous experience of crossing over, it was likely because the palace maid carried the same jasmine scent that she hadn't immediately realized she had switched bodies.
After soaking for a long time, until she could no longer delay, Jiang Youlan cautiously pushed open the door.
Nervously, she walked up to the Emperor's side. Remembering the role she had played before, she mustered her courage to force a smile and reached out to touch the Emperor's wrist, which was resting inward.
Unexpectedly, in an instant, the Emperor seized her wrist with a firm grip, turning his face toward her, his eyes filled with sternness. "What is that smell on you?"
"Ah?" Jiang Youlan was taken aback, completely unprepared for such an opening.
The Emperor pushed her away with a forceful shove, his voice laced with anger. "Do you not remember that I forbade anyone from using jasmine? It's only been two days, and you dare to disregard my words? You have quite the audacity!"
"I..." Jiang Youlan was taken aback. What did he mean by forbidding others from using it?
"Come here!" The Emperor slammed his hand on the bed's railing, and immediately several burly, rough-skinned Eunuchs entered the room.
"Give her a cup of poisoned wine!" The Emperor coldly commanded without even glancing at her.
"Your Majesty, I am wronged!" Jiang Youlan panicked, feeling as if she had just come back to life only to face death again. She stepped forward to plead, "Your Majesty, I have always liked jasmine; it was not intentional!"
The poisoned wine was quickly brought forth, and the Emperor's gaze was icy and piercing as he watched her being forced to drink it.
Minutes later, Jiang Youlan felt a searing pain in her stomach. The resentment of having died twice could no longer be contained, and she blurted out, "You can't play like this with reincarnation!"
"What did you say?" The Emperor's expression suddenly tightened, his eyes narrowing. "Reincarnation? Could it be...?"
Jiang Youlan chose not to respond.
She was dead.
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