On the second day of the eighth lunar month in the fifth year of Emperor Qin's reign, the sky was clear. I was pulled up from the quilt by Xiaoyu in the early morning and sat in front of linghuajing waiting for me.

"get that Baihua juice! Oh, don't stay there. Help me find out where the string of coral hands are! " I looked bleary at Xiaoyu, who was busy helping me with my hair, and kept yelling at other eunuchs.

"Xiaoyu, don't worry, take your time..." I patted her on the shoulder and comforted her.

"my sister is not worried about..." Xiaoyu carefully put the Phoenix crown on...