My father and the others didn't know I took their words to heart, always pondering them in my mind when I couldn't sleep.
However, I couldn't tell my father and mother, as they would surely feel immensely guilty.
"That person will definitely not give up on planting spies here. Now that my health has improved slightly, he'll know and will surely summon me to be a hostage to threaten my father."
An An had long since come to terms with this. Previously, he had felt the capital was a dragon's pool and a tiger's den, but now that Lin Yan was there, he felt it wasn't impossible to go.
Brother Yan was knowledgeable, and chatting with him was incredibly comfortable. Therefore, he really wanted to stay with Brother Yan.
"We will do our best to conceal the fact that your health has improved and trouble An An to continue feigning illness. Let's delay it for as long as we can."
Prince Yingchuan understood that what An An said was correct, but he simply couldn't accept it.
"An An must not be allowed to enter the capital. For that person to do something like this shows he has no bottom line. We absolutely cannot let An An take such a risk."
"Mother, it's just speculation for now. Please don't worry," An An gently advised the Princess of Yingchuan.
"Yes, we can protect An An," Prince Yingchuan added, coming over to hold the Princess's hand.
Lin Yan sat in the carriage and opened the box given to her by Prince Yingchuan. Upon opening it, she saw a thick stack of silver notes, with denominations of fifty and one hundred taels.
Flipping further down, she found much larger denominations, with the largest being five thousand taels.
Lin Yan looked at this box of silver notes, somewhat at a loss for words. A box of silver notes like this, the Lin family would likely not earn in several lifetimes, yet it was now being given to her as travel expenses by Prince Yingchuan.
Indeed, no matter what world it was, there was no shortage of wealthy people. It was no wonder the Emperor was so wary of Prince Yingchuan if he could so easily produce so much silver.
Closing the box, Lin Yan directly took out a quilt from the trunk, preparing to sleep.
In a carriage with no suspension, there was nothing much to do but sleep.
On a heavily carved four-poster bed, a young girl frowned deeply. Many memories that did not belong to her appeared in her mind, yet the person in those memories felt incredibly familiar.
She was as if trapped in a nightmare, unable to break free or wake up.
After a long while, the girl, drenched in sweat, finally woke up. She looked at a ceiling that was not familiar, nor did it have her favorite chandelier.
She called out nervously but immediately covered her mouth. Looking around quickly, she found that there was no one else in the room, and only then did she lower her hand.
She carefully touched the sheets on the bed, the thin quilt covering her, and the jade pillow at the head of the bed.
Thinking about the unfamiliar memories that had appeared in her mind, had she really transmigrated?
The jade pillow was of excellent quality, cool and smooth to the touch. She caressed it repeatedly. She had never touched such fine jade before. The sensation was truly wonderful.
Getting out of bed and putting on her shoes, she tried her best not to make any sound. Although she was a concubine's legitimate daughter who was not highly favored, she still had quite a few servants.
After all, even though her father didn't dote on her and her mother was gone, her maternal family was powerful, so her father paid close attention to appearances.
As she looked through the items in the room, she also reviewed the memories that had appeared in her mind. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was indeed her, though this version of herself seemed to be living a rather stifled life.
However, despite living a stifled life, her material possessions were abundant. The jade pillow on the bed, and the chests upon chests of gold and silver jewelry, all indicated how wealthy the owner of this room was.
Her stepmother had not dared to interfere with her courtyard, but the people in her courtyard were sent by her maternal grandfather. Every item she used was meticulously recorded.
If her stepmother dared to interfere, her maternal grandfather and uncles would file a complaint with the Censorate, leading to an impeachment of her father, and they would also make things difficult for the stepmother's family.
Her stepmother felt she couldn't afford to offend her, so she had always kept her distance. The two sides lived in the same mansion, minding their own business, and she lived even more freely.
Each time she touched an object, she would quickly recall all the memories associated with that item. The more she looked, the faster her memory retrieval became.
This was her, the other her in a parallel universe.
However, she had grown tired of modern times, and coming to ancient times to enjoy a different life was quite good.
After looking at all the items, she lay back down on the bed. Unaccustomed, she lay on the jade pillow. After tossing and turning a few times, she felt that she was not so unaccustomed anymore.
The her in this parallel world shared the same name as the her in the real world – Wang Linlang.
She was very curious about everything here now, but she still needed to become more familiar with her memories. She was incredibly grateful that due to her powerful maternal family, her father and stepmother were not very familiar with her.
And because it was inconvenient to always stay with her maternal family, the people from her maternal grandfather's household were not particularly familiar with her either.
Now, even if some of her actions differed from what was in the memories, no one would likely notice.
This was transmigration! How many people in the world could transmigrate? She was truly the chosen one.
If this were in a novel, she would surely have the protagonist's treatment. The more she thought about it, the more she felt she had struck gold.
Although her unreliable father didn't care for her, he also didn't mistreat her particularly.
The identity of a high-ranking official's legitimate daughter, coupled with being the granddaughter of a Duke, made her a winner in life in this era.
Wang Linlang felt incredibly lucky. And since she had transmigrated, she was determined to have a passionate romance and experience the treatment of a novel protagonist.
Lying on the bed, her excitement grew. She accidentally touched a string on the bed curtain, and a clear ringing sound came from the next room.
"Young lady, you're awake." Someone knocked on the door.
Wang Linlang was flustered and almost fell off the bed. Taking a few deep breaths, she finally replied to the person outside.
"I'm awake. You can come in."
As soon as she finished speaking, several maids entered. These maids were rather ordinary-looking, but their footsteps were light and their movements exceptionally nimble.
Wang Linlang recalled how she was supposed to act according to the memories. It seemed she didn't need to do anything; these maids would do everything for her.
She got out of bed and put on the soft-soled shoes the maids had placed for her.
Then she spread her arms, allowing the maids to help her change her clothes. She stood there, letting the maids dress her, and then was pushed to sit at the dressing table.