chapter 2

“Miss, is your chest hurting again?”

The snow as thick as clouds vanished.

The bone-chilling cold vanished.

Spring was in full bloom, the streets bustling with people.

It was my sixteenth Birthday Banquet.

Yes, it must have been Heaven opening its eyes-one blink, then another-and I did not die.

Not only did I not die, I had returned to the year I was sixteen.

This was the year my brother won a great victory, and Father achieved great merit by managing the floods.

This was the year I had not yet married Chu Heng.

“Of course her chest would hurt,” a mocking voice sounded behind me. “Yesterday, Your Highness the Crown Prince knelt outside Qinzheng Hall all night, wanting to break off the engagement with the Shangshu Residence.”

Hong Yan turned to go over, but I stopped her.

It was not just that he wanted to break off the engagement with me.

This year, on his way to suppress bandits, Chu Heng encountered danger and fell off a cliff, where he was saved by an orphaned girl.

The orphaned girl was beautiful and gentle. To save him, she tasted every herb, damaging her own health, and even lost her yellow warbler-like voice to poison.

Chu Heng was deeply moved and brought her back to the palace.

Counting yesterday, he had already knelt at Qinzheng Hall for three days and nights.

He wanted to marry her as Crown Princess.

“Miss, don’t listen to the gossip outside. You and Your Highness the Crown Prince have been close since childhood, and His Highness to you…”

I looked at Hong Yan and shook my head at her.

Hong Yan’s words stopped abruptly.

Of course I knew what she wanted to say.

Three days ago, I woke up in the Shangshu Residence.

Three days were enough for me to sort out my past and present lives.

“Miss,” Hong Yan suddenly brightened, lowering her voice, “Your Highness the Crown Prince is coming over.”