The Princess's Time-travel

Chu Xing Yue gasped as a sharp ache radiated through her chest. Disoriented, she felt strong arms cradling her while unfamiliar silk robes brushed against her skin. A gruff voice hissed, “Stay quiet, Chu Bing Yue!” Though his tone was harsh, his grip remained protective as shadowy figures darted around them. The name echoed strangely in her mind—Chu Bing Yue? Her pulse quickened as fragmented memories surfaced, revealing an impossible truth: she’d somehow crossed centuries into another woman’s life. Ancient rooftops loomed overhead instead of skyscrapers, the scent of incense replacing modern city smells. Would she unravel the mysteries of this borrowed identity? More urgently—did a path exist to take her back home, or was this dangerous dynasty now her permanent reality?