Tianshi Xue was pretty sure she already died. After falling into the depths of the sea and feeling her last breath leave her body… she was sure she was going to the afterlife. But then she woke up. In another woman’s body. And that body belonged to a princess. — Tianshi Xue was a popular model turned actress. She was known for her striking looks and not-so-good ways in the business. A lot of people admired her for the lengths she was willing to go just to be successful. But a lot of people also hated her. She was not even surprised that someone killed her—or at least tried to. She woke up in the body of Princess Lin Yingyue, the daughter of the tyrant emperor from the Shānmài Empire, promised to marry the second prince of the Hépíng Empire. But because of a sudden invasion, Tianshi Xue—now Princess Yingyue was forced to marry the man she loathed from the moment she heard his name, the notorious young general, 3rd Prince Yang Qui. Tianshi Xue found herself living in the palace—a place that housed more drama than the TV. With her new body and title as a princess, Tianshi Xue was bent on trying to find the person who wanted her dead. But on the more important note: If death was necessary for souls to transfer to another body, does that mean that the princess died also? Or did someone tried to kill her too? — Photo on the cover is not mine. Credits to the owner of the beautiful work! REMINDERS: (You will be redirected here in case you seem to forget) 1. English is my second language. If you notice grammatical and spelling errors, please do leave a comment and I will fix it. 2. Please leave CONSTRUCTIVE criticisms about the plot and characters. Let me know what you like and what you don’t so we can improve more! 3. This book is slow-paced. Yes, if you’re ready to endure that please do continue. ROMANCE MIGHT BE A LITTLE LATE FOR THE LEADS. I am not a fan of instant romance. 4. Please DO NOT BE RUDE in the comments section, if you do not like the book please have the courtesy to just leave. Discord link: Visual representations, story guide, and additional info Google Slides (no sign-in required): http://tiny.cc/jttcpics Not a historical drama/fiction. Modern monarchy. Romance. Mystery. Fantasy-ish. Dystopian-ish.
You would not imagine the kind of morning Princess Shanti was having at the moment. It was like she had springs at the soles of her feet. She was bounding through the quiet hallways like she owned the place—well, it was a little premonition. She WAS going to own a part of this place in the future. She could already imagine it as her hands trailed on the decorative wallpapers. Princess Shanti wanted to absorb this palace, attached to herself.
"You slept well?" asked Prince Xiaodan when she got near him.
"The sun is smiling to me," she said, her lips widening.
"I'm glad," replied to prince as he looked over the balcony. He was watching over the departing princesses, getting in their palanquins with a face of annoyance and disappointment.
Princess Shanti watched over the scene with a feeling of relief and joy. "You know why I'm happy, right?" she asked.
"Because competition is out?"