You are the only one who dreams back to the previous life

Chapter 2

I have been here for ten days in the midst of compassion.I don't know my name yet, not because I didn't ask, but I don't have a name, because I'm now a cute little baby.

I was so bored I was in the crib and I never knew being a baby was so comfortable.Now I just have to wait for my current dad to come back quickly and name me.

Today, my father finally came back.I finally met my dad, who was a little dark-skinned.A tall, handsome man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.One look at his buttocks, one can tell that it was trained on horseback, and he is a strong man.

Later facts proved that he did not let me down, his riding skills are really superb, and there are few enemies.His father named me Nian Qiuyue, do you feel familiar? If it is Nian Gengyao's younger sister, I should be more familiar!
When I knew my name was Nian Qiuyue, I cried, not because of hunger or diapers, but because of a known fate.

The autumn moon in history is exactly the concubine Dunsu of Yongzheng.I still remember that when I was reading time-travel novels, I used to jokingly think, 'If you time-travel back, you don't have anything to do with the palace if you kill yourself. 'But now I'm afraid it is destined to be entangled with the palace.

But I won't accept my fate.At any rate, I am also a modern person from the 21st century, and asking me to accept my fate might as well tell me to die. 'Man will conquer nature' is my motto.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, 16 years have passed.

In the spring of Kangxi's 43rd year, the Nian Mansion was in a tense atmosphere.Not for anything else, just because this winter, 16-year-old Nian Qiuyue is going to enter the palace to draft girls.

Faced with this situation, I can only sigh helplessly.I used to think that the draft girl was a super big cliché, and I never thought that I would fall into this cliché.

It wasn't until I personally experienced the annual draft ceremony that I really sighed for the lost youth of those women.Is it really worth it to ruin a woman's most precious nine years for an illusory dream?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile. At the age of 16, it really is a poetic age, and I have become sentimental, and I have completely lost the lively and cheerful appearance of the past.

Seeing that everyone in the family is busy with my past and present, I suddenly feel very ridiculous.Due to well-known reasons, it is impossible for me to be selected.

I looked in the mirror, except for the eye-catching scar under the right eye socket, the person in the bronze mirror looked very familiar.For a while, I couldn't remember where I saw it.Fingertips caressed the scar mountain to cover the scar.I couldn't help being surprised, isn't that me when I was 16 years old!I've stayed here for too long, the scar confuses my eyes, and I don't even recognize my own face.

Speaking of that scar, it was the scar from a horse fall when I was eight years old. No, to be precise, the scar has already healed, and the current one is made by myself.It is redder than the original one, and looks more ferocious and terrifying.

I'm not worth it for those busy servants, I've been busy for most of the day for an ugly girl.

They must all be snickering at the age, taking their daughter to ride a horse, and making their daughter's face like this.That a face like this might be chosen is simply a dream.Smile, laugh, this is what I want.Being "put down the brand", I don't want to marry Yongzheng, but marrying an old man is not what I want, plus the intrigues of the harem.To be able to save one's life is to have the ability, and one must have the ability to compete for favor.

I, forget it...

(End of this chapter)