Chapter 7: Chapter 2: The Silly Princess

Li Hong naturally saw Momo wiping away her tears. To be honest, she was quite moved. Although she didn't know where the original owner of this body had gone, she could feel Momo’s sincere affection for her. It was said that Momo had been brought into the palace by her mother. Ever since her mother passed away, Momo was the only one by her side, taking care of her daily life. Li Hong could imagine what kind of life this body had lived before; if it weren't for Momo, she probably wouldn't even know how she had died.

At night, a gentle breeze blew, and everything felt fresh. If one hadn't lived in a big city, one would never know that such air quality was something they had never encountered before. Having grown accustomed to the air here, she now wondered if, should she ever return, she would have to live with an oxygen tank.

However, these were just thoughts. She figured she probably couldn't go back; perhaps her body was already gone, so returning would be pointless. It was better to just stay here peacefully and be a silly princess.

Lying down once more, she looked at her hands, thinking about how to make herself look prettier. She had checked—the princess's face was a bit dark, but her features were actually quite good. There are no ugly women in this world, only lazy ones. She had plenty of beauty secrets and had put in no small amount of effort; in her past life, she had spent a lot of money and gone to great lengths for her face. Besides, youth is beauty; no cosmetic can compare to time.

A thirteen-year-old girl couldn't possibly be ugly; she was like a flower bud. Her skin might be a bit dark, but it was still supple enough to pinch water out of. She believed that as long as she put in the effort, she could definitely nourish this body to be healthy and strong.

Right. She jumped off the bed and ran to the table on the side. This era was good in every way, except for this: there wasn't even an electric light. Using candles was truly too wasteful; how many did she have to light in one night? She took some paper and set it down, but as she stared at the brush in her hand, her face crumpled. Damn it, what was she supposed to do if she couldn't use a brush? In her past life, her typing speed was very fast—well, that was on a computer, and she rarely even used fountain pens. Now, she was being asked to challenge such a high-difficulty brush; could she do it?

She spent a long time writing crookedly, and the characters were all over the place. Even she couldn't tell what she had written, so she could only crumple the paper and take another sheet to start over. After struggling for nearly half the night, she rubbed her aching shoulders. This one seemed readable, but... but... she held up the characters she had written, her eyes twitching. She truly had no talent for calligraphy; the characters were as ugly as they could be, and she could already imagine how others would laugh when they saw them.

Sure enough, when Momo took the paper, the wrinkles on her old face deepened like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"Princess, what is this that you have written?"

Li Hong scratched her hair. She had tried her best to express it; did Momo still not understand?

"This," she said, pointing at her fingers, "I want cucumbers, tomatoes, apples..." She counted on her fingers, listing several items in a row...

The more Momo listened, the more confused she became, and her face wrinkled even further. "Princess, this servant knows what an apple is, but what are these cucumbers and tomatoes..."