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Do not lean against the west railing to lock in the clear autumn.
Author: Zitong Genre: Romance Novel - Time Travel
Keywords: Mu Huaien (Yin Qingqiu), Shen Haoyu, Shen Zexuan, time travel/alternate universe
She finally transmigrated into the body of a noblewoman, only to be expelled from her home by her cold-hearted father.
To survive, she disguised herself as a man and sold herself into the royal palace for more than ten years, living in constant fear.
He said: I don't want to just be your Ting-gege (brother Ting)...
He said: From the moment he kissed you, I hated myself for only being able to call you "sister"...
He said: Since you have sold yourself to me, you belong to me...
He said: I've seen too many women. I knew you weren't a man the moment I saw you. Don't even think about escaping...
He said: What you want to protect, I will try my best to protect for you. As long as we live, let's not turn against each other...
Once she regains her female identity, how will she resolve the grudges and entanglements she has accumulated along the way?
Amidst power struggles, suspicion, and bloodshed, with nations in turmoil and war raging, how can the last vestige of peace be preserved?
Do not lean against the west railing to lock in the clear autumn. Chapter 001
Chapter word count: 3081 Update time: 09-07-25 10:59
When I opened my eyes again, I was sure I wasn't dreaming.
"Miss, you're finally awake!" An old woman seemed relieved to see me wake up.
When I first saw her, I was startled because the unfamiliar environment and the unfamiliar person in front of me left me wondering what was happening to me. Now, I'm certain, and I've resigned myself to it: the time-travel story I've fantasized about a thousand times has finally come true for me. Why did Buddha notice me this time?
"Um, water..." I managed to utter a few words with difficulty.
Momo quickly picked me up, ran to the table, poured a glass of water, and shakily brought it to my lips. I bit the glass and drank the water clean. After drinking the water, I seemed to have more energy. I looked around the room carefully; there was nothing valuable or special inside. The family didn't seem to be very well-off.
I jumped down from Momo's lap and climbed onto the stool in front of the dressing table. A bewildered little girl appeared in the mirror. Was it bad luck or good? Becoming a three-year-old child was like gaining twenty more years of life. I wasn't too worried about revealing my ignorance of the world; after all, I was still a child, with plenty of time to learn. But what about my family? Why couldn't I see anyone else besides Momo?
"Where's Mom?" I turned to ask Momo.
"Miss, haven't I always told you that your mother is gone and that Madam Jing is your mother now?" Momo said in a panic, almost covering my mouth.
"And what about her?" What's her situation?
"Madam Jing needs to take care of the young master, and he's been sick these past few days. Would you like to have something to eat first, and then I'll take you to see her?"
I nodded. Can I say it's not good?
"Um, did I sleep for a long time because I was sick?" I asked Momo cautiously.
"Miss, you have a slight fever. I used a folk remedy to bring it down. Please don't tell anyone that you were sick. If the Marquis finds out, you and everyone in our courtyard will be in trouble," Momo carefully instructed.
"Why? Who is the Marquis?" I was puzzled by this rule, which prevented even people from getting sick.
Momo stared at me with wide eyes, then her eyes reddened. She sighed and carried me back to bed. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she stroked my head and said earnestly, "Miss, although you're still young, you need to be sensible early on here. Even though the Marquis is your father, he hardly remembers he has a daughter and son in this courtyard. You've hardly seen him at all. It's a pity the Madam passed away a few days ago, and the Marquis didn't even come to see her. Fortunately, there's Madam Jing here to look after us, but unfortunately, Madam Jing is even less favored than your mother."
"Does the Marquis have many children?" I asked in confusion. It's one thing to have daughters, but why doesn't he care about his sons?
“He doesn’t have many children, but he has many wives. Apart from the children of t
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