Remembering what the Empress Dowager had done that day, Jiang Yourning, on some inexplicable impulse, simply pulled on her inner robe without putting on the dudou.
She took the dudou back to her room, dug out a pair of scissors, and snipped off the Red String with two quick cuts.
Copying Wu Qingyuan's actions that day, she cut the Red String open bit by bit.
Inside the Red String was a tiny embroidered character: Yu.
Jiang Yourning blinked several times, a crystal-clear stupidity gleaming in her eyes.
"Uh... System, tell me, did I eat poisonous mushrooms at dinner, or accidentally inhale some evil incense somewhere? Why do I feel like I'm hallucinating again?"
The little system, which had been forced to work diligently and remain on standby these past two days, promptly rolled out at its host's summons.
[Knock, knock, knock. Host, may I come in?]
"Yeah. You heard my question just now, right?"
[Loud and clear, Host. I'll scan your body right away.] [Congratulations, Host. Your overall physical condition is excellent across the board, with no abnormalities.]
Jiang Yourning felt somewhat reassured, but her gaze grew stranger still.
"Now that really is weird. The character embroidered on this has absolutely nothing to do with me, does it? So why does it keep getting left in my room? Surely this body of mine couldn't be..."
Halfway through, Jiang Yourning abruptly stopped.
"Holy freaking shit?"
She slapped her thigh hard, then began rolling back and forth on the bed in pain.
"Ah! Fuck, fuck! That hurts, that hurts!"
After rolling around on the bed for several minutes as if she were having a fit, Jiang Yourning abruptly sat up.
"System, I'm laying my cards on the table. No more pretending. I'm not actually Jiang Yourning. I'm the