This Palace Comes From the Modern Era

Chapter 6: Princess or Imperial Consort

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“Niangniang, the night is deep and the cold dew is heavy, please take care of your health.” The palace maid behind her kept her head lowered; seeing that Gu Yiyi had not moved for a long time, she had no choice but to speak up and ask for instructions.

Niangniang?

Gu Yiyi knit her brows. Didn't the Empress Dowager just say she was a Princess? So, was she a Princess or a Niangniang?

“What is your name?”

“This servant's name is Chuxia Cao.”

“Cordyceps?” Black lines appeared on Gu Yiyi's forehead; this name truly left her speechless.

“What?” Xia Cao looked at Gu Yiyi, not understanding. Why did she feel like Niangniang was different? Perhaps it was an illusion; besides, her master's temperament was originally fickle to begin with. She had only served Niangniang for one day; how could she possibly discern Niangniang's true character?

“It's nothing. Let's return to that... what hall was it again?”

“Xingmo Hall,” Xia Cao interjected.

“Xingmo Hall.” Gu Yiyi chewed over the words. Fine, she remembered it.

Xingmo Hall.

It was the smallest palace in the Nangong harem, neither magnificent nor spacious. However, to Gu Yiyi, who came from the modern era, this hall—which was at least three hundred square meters—was already quite magnificent.

As expected, there was an advantage to living in ancient times: the houses were large enough, unlike in the modern era where people had already developed into living in snail-sized or ant-like dwellings.

After a night of asking around here and there, she understood her identity.

A princess from the great desert, who had only just arrived in the Nangong Kingdom today. And instead of letting this princess, who had traveled from afar, rest for a while, she was immediately summoned by Nangong Ye to attend to him in his bed...

Truly a most perverted man.

However, when Gu Yiyi looked in the mirror, she couldn't help but let out the loudest scream of her life, "Ah..." Her hand touched her face, which felt utterly foreign to her.