Chapter 2, the death and rebirth of Fu

The servant respectfully presents herself to Her Highness, Concubine Fu, in the clothing palace.

After more than ten days of thorough investigation and discreet inquiries, Fuluo has gained a general understanding of her situation

I wish to take a bath and change my clothes. Although I have never been a princess, I have watched quite a few soap operas, and this kind of acting comes quite naturally to me

Upon entering the palace, Princess Fuluo turned the entire harem upside down. Every concubine was terrified of her, as she frequently threatened to punish them. After all, she was the highest-ranking concubine in the harem, second only to Concubine Yu and Concubine Lan. With the position of the empress vacant and Concubine Yu in power, her sister naturally acted tyrannically, with no one daring to challenge her. Moreover, for reasons unknown, Emperor Longxuan showed extreme patience and tolerance towards her. Fuluo thought to herself that this could not bode well; once the emperor changed his attitude, her future days would surely be difficult.

Fuluo is a princess from the small border nation of Yuzhen. It can be considered a political marriage with the Yanxia Dynasty, but her arrival is not very honorable. Originally, Emperor Longxuan had chosen the exceptionally talented Princess Yurong for the marriage, who is now known as the Noble Consort Yu. However, ever since Fuluo laid eyes on Emperor Longxuan, who personally came to welcome the bride, she became infatuated and insisted on her father marrying her to the emperor as well. Despite the fact that Emperor Longxuan had originally chosen the talented Princess Yurong for the marriage, Fuluo's infatuation became uncontrollable after meeting the emperor. Unfortunately, Fuluo is the biological daughter of the Empress, and with the king also offering the national treasure of Yuzhen, the "Jialanhua," Emperor Longxuan reluctantly accepted this princess. It is well known that Princess Fuluo is renowned for her arrogance, extravagance, and jealousy.

"Princess." Hearing the gentle call from Xiao Lu, Fu Luo finally came back to her senses

"I deserve to die, the princess does not like this makeup, I will redo it for the princess." Little Green knelt on the ground, trembling

When she had the time, she also renamed the little girl Green to Biyue, which made her happy for quite a while. She was a maid who had served Princess Fulu since childhood. When the King of Yuzhen bestowed her upon Princess Fulu, she had whimsically named herself Little Green, much like a little dog. Princess Fulu had always looked down upon these lower-class individuals, let alone take the time to give them serious names. Originally, the princess had named herself Bilian and recited a poem: "The lotus leaves stretch endlessly to the sky, reflecting the sun, the lotus blooms in a different red." However, later on, due to the fact that the lotus seed shared the same name as the Empress Lianyue, the consort of the founding emperor of the Yansummer Dynasty, Princess Fulu, who had always looked down upon these lower-class individuals, changed her name to Biyue.

I wish to wash my face

Get up. Fleur is truly unaccustomed to the feeling of having such power over life and death in her hands. I am not blaming you; I just suddenly do not like such heavy makeup today, a light application will suffice

In the days that followed, Fu Luo replaced all the fabric curtains in the Han Dan Pavilion with cherry blossom pink to create a refreshing atmosphere. She then set up a swing in the garden of the pavilion and had the palace servants plant water lilies in the artificial stream within the pavilion. She asked Xiao Lu to gather all the books she could find in the palace to begin reading, all in order to better understand the nature of the time and space she was in.

The matter of Fu Luo entering the palace became a major source of ridicule in the harem. The concubines dared not speak in her presence, yet behind her back, they criticized her mercilessly. Moreover, the palace maids who had been harshly mistreated by her spoke of her in even more disparaging terms

Fuluo slept and woke up repeatedly for two days, and her body could no longer endure it. Starving to the point of dizziness, she had no choice but to abandon her plan to return to the modern era through sleep. It is said in time-travel literature that such a journey must occur during a special astronomical event, supplemented by specific devices, so Fuluo decided to give up on this passive approach.

Once the fabric was chosen, the next step was the style. The palace maid also brought many drawings, depicting the most fashionable attire in the palace at that time. At first glance, they were indeed bold, with many designs featuring exposed chests and arms, which perfectly aligned with the aesthetic of a 21st-century woman like Fuluo. However, under Fuluo's guidance, the designer made significant alterations to the styles, introducing fresh and unique patterns. Both the nearby Xiaolu and Biwu, as well as the palace maids from the Garment Department, were astonished by Fuluo's unique perspective and taste. They couldn't help but sigh, realizing that this master was not as simple as the rumors suggested.

The empress truly possesses great literary talent, and only she is worthy of the phrase 'yet dislikes the stains of cosmetics.' The usually reticent Biwu suddenly began to praise herself, which made Fu Luo feel somewhat embarrassed

"Sister Biwu, your hairstyle is so beautiful," exclaimed Xiao Lu, finally bringing Fu Luo back to her senses.

In a daze, she was pulled in front of the dressing table by two people, who began to apply her makeup and style her hair. The girl in blue skillfully and gently combed her hair, making it feel as if there was no tugging at all. She couldn't help but think of how the girl referred to her as "Your Highness," while another called her "Princess." What exactly was her identity? She did not dare to ask casually.

Empress Lian Yue is considered a legendary figure of the Yanxia Dynasty. She accompanied the late emperor in unifying the realm and establishing the prosperous era of the Yanxia Dynasty, and she was favored exclusively by the late emperor, becoming the only wife of the founding emperor, Xuan Yun Di. Thus, Empress Lian Yue appeared to hold a transcendent status in the entire imperial harem, as if she were a divine being, with every concubine aspiring to be her and worshipping her.

Upon seeing these garments in vibrant shades of green and purple, Florenton felt a headache coming on. Opening the wardrobe revealed it was filled to the brim with such opulent colors, leaving her devoid of any interest.

"Yes, this servant will instruct the Imperial Tailor's Palace to send someone to have new clothes custom-made for Your Highness." Biwu obediently withdrew, initially puzzled by how this princess had suddenly become so agreeable today, yet it seemed her picky and capricious nature remained unchanged.

Reluctantly, Fu Luo chose a piece of clothing to wear. Soon, the palace attendants from the Shangyi Palace came to measure her for a custom fit, indicating that her current status in the palace was relatively favorable. The eunuchs and palace maids treated her with utmost respect, serving her with a sense of trepidation. This was certainly better than being transported to the side of those unloved masters, who would undoubtedly be bullied mercilessly.

Can it be completed in three days

After washing her face, Fu Luo became curious about what the owner of this body looked like. The copper mirror reflected a delicate and charming face, like a rose with dew. Her eyebrows were like mountains, her bright eyes seemed to hold waves and were about to speak, with a jade-like nose and pearly white teeth, and lips soft and glossy like flower petals. Her fingers gently glided over her cheek, the fair and smooth skin felt like a freshly peeled egg; such skin was something Fu Luo could not obtain even after spending all her savings in the 21st century. She couldn't help but marvel at the truly green cosmetics of this era, which did not harm the skin at all. Recalling the body she had seen while bathing earlier, with a perfectly proportioned figure and a bust of a bombshell level, it seemed that this body was indeed an unparalleled beauty.

Looking at herself in the mirror, "Ah." Freud immediately covered her face with her hands

I do not wish to wear these clothes; go and have someone make new ones.

Flora could not believe that the person in the mirror, with makeup thicker than a city wall, was herself. The makeup was so flamboyant that she looked like a painted ghost. It would be strange if she didn't scare anyone going out like this. Is this the trend among the people here? No, wait, these two girls still look normal.

The two of them knelt down in sincere fear and trepidation before the princess

The current emperor, Xuan Ao, is the fifth generation monarch of the Yanxia Dynasty, known as Emperor Long Xuan. It is rumored that he has been exceptionally intelligent since childhood, possessing extraordinary courage, decisiveness, and a cold yet imposing demeanor. He is extremely diligent and governs with strictness. After nine years on the throne, he has managed to lead the nation to prosperity, entering what is referred to as the Long Xuan Prosperous Era. The palace maids speak of him with both reverence and excitement.

Flora selected a number of elegant and simple fabrics, as all the garments needed to be remade, necessitating a large selection. These fabrics were ones that Flora had never encountered in modern times; even the most understated colors were stunningly beautiful, and the texture and luster were irresistible.

I am hungry. So hungry

About an hour later, Fu Luo finally stood up with satisfaction, attended to by two maidservants who helped her dress. This must be what it feels like to have everything handed to you, with food served and clothes brought to you. Fu Luo silently observed the two palace maids before her; one was the little green maid she had seen first upon waking, and the other, dressed in a blue gown, was slightly taller than the little green maid, with a more graceful and bright appearance, and a demeanor that was more composed, instilling a sense of inexplicable reliance and trust.

"This servant obeys your command." Florica was unaware that her request would cause the palace maids of the Shàngyī Gōng to work tirelessly for three days and nights without blinking.

It is estimated that she had been well-trained by her ex during ordinary days, achieving remarkable efficiency, and in the blink of an eye, she had laid out a sumptuous breakfast. Without caring for pretense or image, after guzzling down a cup of ancient fresh milk (to be honest, this milk tastes even better than modern milk; the nobility of ancient times certainly knew how to enjoy life), she picked up a piece of an exquisite pastry of unknown origin and nearly bit her tongue off, it was so delicious that words failed her. With the speed of autumn winds sweeping away fallen leaves, under the gaze of that little green girl, Flo concluded her first meal in ancient times. Satisfied, she patted her belly, thinking that for such imperial cuisine, she should stay in ancient times a bit longer.

For instance, although she is the Concubine Fu, she resides in the remote Han Dan Pavilion, while the other two concubines live in the grand palaces closer to the Emperor. This is the aspect that Concubine Fu detests the most, and anyone who brings it up in her presence will face severe consequences. However, the people in the harem love to use this to plot against her behind her back. Furthermore, during her two years in the palace, the fact that the Emperor has never spent an entire night with her has been a source of satisfaction for many. Yet, that fateful night changed this record, leaving the other concubines and palace maids quite displeased.

As Fu Luo stepped into the steaming bathhouse made of white jade, she let out a satisfied sigh, closed her eyes to relax, and immediately felt a significant reduction in the aches of her body. Goodness, this pool is at least one-third larger than the bedroom at home, truly a display of extravagant luxury. The surface of the water is scattered with fresh flower petals, and in modern times, Fu Luo has never experienced such a petal bath. Delighted, she hummed a little tune while swimming a lap in the water. She couldn't help but marvel at the fact that it is no wonder everyone aspires to be a noble or wealthy; she truly wondered if she could return to a simpler life in the 21st century after getting used to this place.

Princess, you are awake. I will prepare breakfast for you right away

Looking better without makeup than with it, Fu Luo was naturally pleased to skip this step, while also having Bi Wu change into a simple and elegant cloud hairstyle, adorned with a golden hairpin. At this moment, Xiao Lu had already brought out the clothes for Fu Luo to choose from.

Fu Fei, it seems that I have crossed over into a palace where people are devoured without leaving a bone. I initially held onto the hope that I was truly just a princess, but unexpectedly, I have become a consort from which there is no escape from the harem.

Stand up straight

Suddenly reminded of a poem, I could not help but recite: "Yet I find the makeup sullies my complexion, a light brush on my moth-like brows facing the supreme."

Wait a moment, let them choose some fabrics in elegant colors, and by the way, change the color of the curtains in this palace, as they make me feel a headache when I look at them