The biography of Xuanhe's imperial concubine

Chapter 1

When the plane crash alarm just sounded, Nan Muxuan was leaning on the shoulder of her boss, Li Wenyuan, thinking about how to make this trip to Hainan exciting enough. Xuan's mind went blank, and at the moment when the danger came, Nan Muxuan couldn't help but flashed a thought in her mind, "Public funds for private travel will surely lead to retribution."

There were pictures passing by in a hurry in her mind, her consciousness was both clear and fuzzy, Nan Muxuan felt as if she had discovered something faintly, but she just couldn't grasp it.

The whole body seems to have no strength, the mouth is a little thirsty, the throat is dry and uncomfortable, the eyes want to be opened but cannot be opened, the stomach is empty and very hungry.At this moment, Nan Muxuan wanted to open her mouth to curse, there was nothing good about her.

In the sixth year of Ming Cheng, the Great Yuan Harem

The weather in October has begun to turn cold, and the Yunxiang Pavilion is even more depressed. The exotic flowers and plants in the courtyard, and the new vines of Jiamu have no aesthetic feeling, growing in a mess, even after six months ago, it was renovated and decorated. The new pavilions and pavilions all look lifeless, old and defeated.

There were two little eunuchs in gray clothes sitting in the corridor of the side hall, leaning against each other and dozing off. There was no one guarding the gate or cleaning the courtyard, except for the occasional sleepy whirring of the two little eunuchs, there was no sound at all.

In the inner room of the main hall, a pale woman with exquisite facial features was lying on a huanghuali wooden canopy bed with patterns of flowers and birds. Her brows were slightly wrinkled and her face was painful. A pale green palace skirt was leaning against her bed. The little girl was lowering her head little by little, raising it, lowering it and raising it repeatedly, she was obviously sleepy and confused.

The lake-green brocade bed curtain was gently pulled up. The visitor was in his 30s, with calm and indifferent eyes. He was calm and generous with a plain blue palace attire. She looked at the woman on the bed, and her calm expression fluctuated a little. The woman who went up to help the bed herself shouted to the little girl next to the bed: "Servant, get up quickly, the master has something to do, hurry up and prepare some honey water."

The little girl who was still in a daze heard the words and immediately went out to prepare water.

Nan Muxuan felt that someone was helping her, she was still dizzy in her mind, she still had no strength in her body, she managed to do it with the help of the person who helped her, her eyes slowly opened, and what caught her eyes was a A woman who felt both familiar and unfamiliar, there was a hint of joy in her calm expression.

I only heard the woman say: "Master, you are awake, but you are still uncomfortable." The woman spoke softly, which was amiable.

Nan Muxuan shook her head vigorously, she unconsciously uttered a question "Yuxi?" in a daze, her voice was hoarse but not unpleasant.

Nan Muxuan was still a little unresponsive, the little girl servant who had just left had already rushed over with a water glass, she stabilized her body, and fed it to Nan Muxuan herself, drinking half of the glass of honey water into her stomach, let Nan Muxuan felt much better, her throat was no longer difficult, and her mind began to clear up a little. She seemed, probably, seemed to have traveled through time.

After sending the two of them away on the pretext of being unwell, Nan Muxuan was in disbelief at the room full of antiques. The scene of her plane crash and the current scene of her body falling into the water flashed unconsciously in her mind, an air crash, a water disaster , an accident, a man-made, what kind of power made her soul attached to this body?Is it because they have the same name?Such a thing is too inconsistent with her cognition, and it is not scientific.It's really too supernatural, especially since she also received the memory of the original owner.

(End of this chapter)