Xingyuan opened her eyes to a blinding white expanse. A sharp pain shot through her body as she tried to move, struggling to sit up. What had happened? Why was she lying here?
The movement on the bed immediately caught the attention of a nurse nearby, who asked with concern, "You're awake? How are you feeling? Would you like something to eat?"
Xingyuan's gaze, filled with confusion, shifted to the nurse's face. What was this place? Before she could utter a word, a searing pain in her head overwhelmed her, and she fainted once more.
"Master, are you alright?" A small, snow-white beast nestled against Xingyuan's body. Xingyuan's long-dormant memories began to resurface.
"Tianling? Where have you brought me?"
A cold glint appeared in Xingyuan's eyes. The obvious abnormality of her body told her this was another of Tianling's misdeeds. She shouldn't have praised it; it had gotten too cocky.
Tianling instinctively flinched, quickly saying, "I'll transmit the world's progression to you immediately! You'll know once you see it."
Before Xingyuan could say anything further, she was inundated with a flood of memories, leaving her somewhat dazed.
This was a modern world. The original host was not only the princess of the Moon Spirit Kingdom but also its future successor.
Everything had been perfect. She had loving parents and devoted subjects. Before that incident, she had been a carefree, true princess.
The incident occurred on her seventeenth birthday. The day her grandfather had just announced her as the future heir, she was involved in a car accident on her way back.
Her parents died on the spot, and she lost her legs. The original host, devastated by such a severe blow, suffered from severe psychological illness after waking up.
After diagnosis, doctors concluded that the immense trauma had triggered a self-protective symptom: a violent temper.
Individuals with a violent temper were impulsive and easily swayed by emotions. This was precisely the case with the original host.
She had once been extremely gentle, but overnight, her family was destroyed, and due to her illness, she became exceedingly grim and withdrawn.
She knew deep down that the car accident couldn't have been an accident, so she began investigating in secret.
However, blinded by hatred, she failed to consider that just as she had lost her family, so had her grandfather. She refused his offers to find doctors, allowing her condition to worsen.
Later, she finally discovered the culprit. She personally killed that person, blade by blade, inflicting the same pain she had endured for years.
But after avenging herself and looking around again, she discovered her grandfather had been poisoned and was near death.
The poison was administered by the perpetrator, who had his sights set on their throne. If they all died, the position would naturally fall to him.
He just hadn't expected to die before succeeding.
It was then that the original host realized what she had missed over the years, but it was too late. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't save her grandfather's life.
On his deathbed, her grandfather, still worried about her, mustered his last breath to see her become the King of the Moon Spirit Kingdom before closing his eyes.
From then on, she had no more family, and no one truly cared about her.
Her disposition grew even more somber, even leading to a weariness of life. She began to hate everything in the world. Even if others genuinely cared for her, she would suspect them of having ulterior motives. Under the influence of various factors, she successfully became a tyrant.
Yet, this tyrant was highly skilled, firmly consolidating all power of the kingdom in her hands. Her greatest pleasure was witnessing the moment people thought they were on the verge of success, only for her to capture them.
But eventually, she grew tired of this monotonous life. She sought new amusement, but others had been so demoralized by her that they dared not oppose her anymore.
At the age of thirty, she developed a death wish. She meticulously chose her burial companions and, at a specific time, led them into the catacombs, where they were all interred.
After that, the memories abruptly ended.
Xingyuan: "..." Why did the original hosts she was chosen to embody always have such tragic destinies?
"So, I'm here to avenge her?"
"No! The original host didn't mention revenge. She had only one request: to protect her only remaining relative, her grandfather." Tianling's expression was timid. It was over; it couldn't find a reasonable excuse for its mistake!
"Oh~ So, this is the time of the original host's car accident?" Xingyuan understood, rubbing her wrist.
"Yes! But this time, because of us, the original host's legs were saved." Tianling trembled, hoping its master would go easy on it later.
"Hmph!" Xingyuan wasted no more words, directly beating Tianling and then hanging it up. She felt Tianling needed to seriously reflect on its mistakes. If it couldn't even teleport correctly, what use was it to her?
After Xingyuan's divine sense left the space, Tianling immediately wagged its tail, trying to shake itself loose. After a few attempts, Tianling didn't fall but instead found a good toy and began playing with its own tail.
Xingyuan opened her eyes again and saw an elder's face full of loving affection – Yue Tangqing, the current King of the Moon Spirit Kingdom.
Yue Tangqing, tears streaming down his face, clutched Xingyuan's hand tightly and wailed, "A'yuan, you're finally awake. Thank goodness you're alright, or what would I do without you!"