The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

The rain came very suddenly.

It was as if she suddenly appeared in this completely strange reality.

Where is this place?

There is no familiar bookcase, no dazzling array of books, and no lovely colleagues...

Here, like her original world, it rains. [

However, she didn't recognize it.

If you don't think so, why is she here?

why?

A piece of cold rushed towards her face, soaking her cheeks, which was wet and cold.

Jiang Nanyan stared blankly at the oncoming filament, and after a long while, slowly raised her hand to touch her already cold cheek.

However, the fingertips were even colder, as if they had been frozen into ice, stiff and without a trace of warmth.

Jiang Nanyan flinched subconsciously after being pierced by the cold ice.

It's raining.

It wasn't until now that Jiang Nanyan really realized that it was raining heavily outside.

Jiang Nanyan just stood there quietly, like a ghost that may disappear at any time, looking at the misty world outside, she didn't feel at all, the rain that kept drifting in obliquely, wet her clothes...

The rain, like filaments, kept drifting in, covering her thin clothes, seeping in bit by bit until the fabric was completely soaked, sticking to her shivering body, icy cold to the bone, chilling to the core,