Commoner Queen: Falling in Love with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince - Chapter 2

“Miss, you’re finally awake! That’s such a relief… I was so worried!”

“Excuse me, are we… acting in a play?”

“Miss, what play? What are you talking about? I don’t understand. You’re scaring me!”

Yang Ziying stared blankly at the tear-streaked young woman in traditional clothing standing in front of her. Then she realized something important—something that only happened in novels. She had… traveled through time!

Overwhelmed, she let out a piercing scream.

The woman finally stopped talking and looked at her nervously. “Miss, what’s wrong?”

Ziying quickly pinched herself under the blanket. It hurt. This wasn’t a dream. It was real. She had really traveled through time! What should she do?

Her mind was in chaos, but she quickly regained her composure. Right! She had seen this in TV dramas before. She should just… pretend to have lost her memory!

“Who are you? Why am I here? Where is this place? And… who am I? Why can’t I remember anything?” she asked, mimicking the lines she had heard on TV.

“Miss, you… you don’t remember anything?” The young woman, who had called herself Ling’er, looked panicked. “Miss, it’s me, Ling’er! I’m your maid! Do you really not remember?”

“I’m sorry… I really don’t remember,” Ziying said, looking at Ling’er with teary eyes.

“Oh no, I almost forgot! Miss, I need to call Master and Madam right away. Please rest for a moment!” Ling’er suddenly recalled the madam’s instructions and hurried out of the room.

Ziying looked around the elegant, antique-style bedroom and thought about her past life—about her sister, Yang Ying, who had been with Yun Haofeng. If it weren’t for them, she wouldn’t have ended up taking her own life. She wouldn’t be here now.

But… maybe this was a blessing in disguise. At least she had escaped from them. At least she didn’t have to face them anymore. Maybe it would be better if she could stay in this body forever. That way, she wouldn’t have to go back to that painful world.

A while later, the door opened again. This time, a graceful and beautiful woman entered, followed by a dignified middle-aged man.

“My poor child, you’re finally awake!” The beautiful woman burst into tears. “Why did you do something so foolish? Do you know how worried I was?”

Thank goodness… Thank goodness she wasn’t taken away from me, the woman thought to herself, clutching her chest in relief.

Ziying looked at the crying woman and hesitated before asking, “Um, who are you?”

The woman’s face froze in shock. “Ziying, I’m your mother! How could you forget your own mother?”

She then pointed to the slightly chubby middle-aged man beside her and said, “And this is your father. Do you remember him?”