On that day, Shan Shan accidentally fell into the lake while accompanying Jiao Jiao.

　　After she was rescued by the servants, she fell seriously ill and developed a high fever.

　　Jiao Jiao was panicking and crying, saying, "I'm sorry...

　　Consort, I...

　　I didn't mean to harm my sister..." I just remained silent and watched her.

　　Since her mother passed away, she has always been fearful and guarded towards me, her stepmother, and Shan Shan, her sister.

　　I treated her well and regarded her as my own.

　　I didn't know who instigated those overt and covert attacks against us.

　　How could a thirteen-year-old girl have the audacity to endanger lives? The prince became furious and shouted, "Bring the Second Miss and give her ten lashes!" Jiao Jiao clung to the prince's leg and cried, "Father! Please don't! I will die from ten lashes...

　　Consort! Consort, please save me!" I knew the prince was just putting on a show.

　　He scolded Jiao Jiao to show me his attitude, and he allowed her to cry to see how I, as the consort, would react.

　　I sneered inwardly and lowered my eyelashes, fulfilling his wish, "Forget it, prince.

　　Jiao Jiao is still young.

　　Let her reflect on her actions privately." Jiao Jiao was locked up.

　　I stayed by Shan Shan's bed day and night, sleeping next to her when I was tired, only hoping for her safety.

　　However, I had a foreboding feeling that even though her body was fine, she still hadn't woken up.

　　It was not a good omen.

　　Lately, I've been having dreams.

　　I dreamt about when I first arrived, coinciding with the day of my wedding to Prince An.

　　The original owner of my body was forced to separate from her beloved and unwillingly spent her life in this mansion on Wansui Mountain.

　　On the wedding night, she hung herself.

　　The accompanying maid discovered her and, fearing that it would disgrace the family, hurriedly saved her, but it still alarmed Prince An.

　　That's when I time-traveled.

　　"Miss Yun, even if you don't want to marry me, at least, for the sake of your family, live a bit longer." Accompanied by a gentle voice, I opened my eyes and saw a handsome man in wedding attire standing by the bed, looking at me with a tender gaze.

　　It seemed like he could sense my confusion and panic, so he suggested, "If you find this mansion too lonely, I can invite more people." I was afraid that having more people around would expose the changes in the original host's body, so I hastily rejected, "No! You...

　　you being by my side is enough!" He paused for a moment, then suddenly smiled faintly and nodded, "Alright, as Madam wishes." The wedding night with candles and flowers turned into a disappointment; neither of us had the mood for it.

　　We slept back to back on the same bed, each lost in our own thoughts, awake until sunrise.

　　Later, I pretended to be confused and stayed in a daze for several days before I truly understood this world.

　　Prince An's name was Jing Hong, with the courtesy name Xun Zhi.

　　He was originally the wise king's second son.

　　If it weren't for his eight characters of birth being chosen by the royal family, he would have become the carefree son of the world, composing poetry, drinking wine, and enjoying horse rides with his friends.

　　Yes, not everyone can be the Prince of An, it depends on the eight characters of birth, as well as the An Prince's consort.

　　My name is Yun Wei, I am the daughter of the owner of a lacquerware store in the capital city.

　　I have two older brothers and one younger sister.

　　Our family is ordinary, but our birth characters match with those of the Prince of An.

　　I suspect that the royal family specializes in choosing people who are prone to be transported through time to become these lucky symbols.

　　Otherwise, how did I end up in the body of the Prince of An's consort? And how did the Prince of An get his body taken away by someone else? Even the servants and maidservants of the Prince of An's residence are always favored by the time travelers.

　　So over the years, all sorts of things that don't belong to this era constantly appear in the Prince of An's residence.

　　Soap, antibiotics, refined sugar, fertilizer...

　　The former Prince of An was not surprised by these strange things and let them mess around in the residence, as long as they didn't cause trouble outside the residence, it was no big deal.

　　On the contrary, I, who have always kept my status as a time traveler hidden, am like an inappropriate anomaly in this residence.

　　Jing Hong and I sat in the courtyard, smiling and watching them fool around.

　　He personally brewed tea for me and handed me a cup of April Snow, with its fragrance lingering at the tip of my nose.

　　"Yun Wei, you're too quiet.

　　Come and play with them," he said.

　　I shook my head.

　　"Forget it, Prince, I'm clumsy.

　　It's better for me to watch them play." "Why do you keep calling me Prince?" he complained like a child.

　　"Isn't it too formal? We just kissed yesterday..." I quickly covered his mouth, embarrassed.

　　"Alright, alright, I won't call you Prince anymore! I'll call you Zhi..." Jing Hong smiled gently, squinting his eyes, and softly called my name, "Yun Wei...

　　let's have a daughter!" "Zhi...

　　where are you..." I murmured to myself, a tear rolled down, and suddenly I woke up from the dream, only to find that my hand was firmly held by a large hand.

　　I turned my gaze and saw Prince An looking at me deeply under a nearly extinguished candlelight.

　　His voice was low, and there seemed to be a hint of coldness at the corner of his mouth.

　　"Madam, did you dream about me?" His appearance hadn't changed at all, but he wasn't the person from the dream.

　　My heart thumped wildly, unsure of how long he had been watching beside the bed.

　　Did he hear my dream talk?