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The Poisonous Legitimate Daughter of Time Travel
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Jiang Lian'er was an ordinary middle school student in modern society, diligently striving for her studies, constantly shuttling between classrooms, libraries, and various tutoring classes.
She had a cheerful and optimistic personality, with a keen interest in history. Often, she would immerse herself in ancient stories, imagining the lives of people from long ago.
One day, the school organized a visit to a historical site—a mysterious old temple said to be hundreds of years old. Filled with curiosity, Jiang Lian'er wandered through the temple's various corners, carefully examining the weathered murals and ancient Buddha statues, silently marveling at the passage of time.
As she approached an ancient well in the temple's backyard, a strange light suddenly flickered from within. Before she could react, a powerful force yanked her into the well. Jiang Lian'er felt as if the world was spinning around her, her consciousness gradually fading.
When she slowly opened her eyes again, she found herself in an unfamiliar room adorned with antique furnishings. The exquisite carved bed, the flowing curtains, and the softly glowing candlesticks all seemed dreamlike.
Before she could fully grasp her situation, a sharp pain exploded in her mind as countless memories that did not belong to her surged like a tide.
It turned out that she had become the legitimate daughter of the Jiang family. However, her mother had passed away early, and within this grand residence, Concubine Wang held all the power and treated her harshly.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Jiang Lian'er was filled with confusion and fear. She instinctively pinched her arm; the pain was clear and real, confirming that this journey was not a dream but something that had truly happened.
She rose and walked to the bronze mirror, gazing at the unfamiliar yet familiar face reflected back at her, feeling a mix of emotions.
At that moment, a maid hurried into the room. Upon seeing Jiang Lian'er, she quickly bowed and said, "Miss, you’re awake. Madam Stepmother says you have offended the deities and plans to send you to Mountain Temple for blessings. The carriage is waiting outside."
Jiang Lian'er’s heart sank. She knew this was Concubine Wang’s deliberate attempt to make things difficult for her. However, being new to this world, she understood that she could not openly defy her.
Taking a deep breath to steady herself, she replied, "I understand. Please leave me for now; I need to prepare." After the maid exited, Jiang Lian'er began pacing the room, contemplating her next move.
She understood that in this ancient time, being all alone and without support, she had to be cautious in her actions.
As Jiang Lian'er walked out of the room with her maid, she passed through the long corridor, encountering servants who either ignored her or mocked her along the way.
In her heart, she silently vowed to change this situation.
Arriving at the entrance of the Jiang Residence, she saw a dilapidated carriage waiting there, with the driver keeping his head down and paying her no mind.
Jiang Lian'er gritted her teeth and climbed into the carriage.
The carriage slowly started moving, bumping along as it headed towards the Mountain Temple.
Inside the carriage, Jiang Lian'er gradually calmed her emotions.
She began to carefully sift through the memories of her predecessor, trying to find some useful information.
Her predecessor had always been submissive in the Jiang Residence, with a timid personality, which allowed the Concubine to take advantage of her further.
Jiang Lian'er knew well that she could no longer be like her predecessor; she had to become strong and use her modern knowledge and wisdom to survive in this ancient world.
As the carriage continued on its way, the road became increasingly rugged, causing Jiang Lian'er to sway from side to side.
She lifted the curtain of the carriage and gazed at the unfamiliar scenery outside, a wave of inexplicable melancholy washing over her.
She did not know what awaited her, nor did she know if she could carve out a place for herself in this ancient world.
But deep in her heart, there was a belief: no matter what, she would strive to survive and fight for her own destiny.
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