"I beg you, Your Highness... P-please do not break off our engagement... please..."
Pitiful sobs accompanied by words stuttered out using a pleading voice greeted Jiang Li's ears. The place was quiet hence the familiar feminine voice was heard clearly by him. It made him instinctively open his eyes and at the same time, place his hand on the upper part of his face, a habit acquired from the previous world.
To his surprise though, no pain nor headache attacked him, proving that he was really no longer in He Chen's body, but somebody else.
"Prince Rui..." The voice this time seemed to be from an older female, still pleasant but without the sweet youthfulness only present to young girls.
Jiang Li observed himself first and noticed that he was in a getup only seen on historical films and dramas. Everyone was dressed the same as him. The place too looked similar to an ancient Chinese palace hall.
'A drama being filmed?'