“搞什么飞机？”老白对着铜镜里的脸瞪眼。镜子里的人瞧着年轻，二十出头的样子，可那双眼睛，怎么这么没精神？水波不兴的，跟死鱼似的。她重生过来的时候，记得自己是二十出头，可这眼神……不对劲！

“嘶……”她揉了揉太阳穴，脑子里乱糟糟的。这具身体原主子生前就是个药罐子，据说是个慢性病，伺候起来比伺候个老祖宗还麻烦。这刚重生，脑子就跟被洗过一样，不清不楚的。

“别折腾了，赶紧起来准备。”门外传来一个低沉的声音，带着不容置疑的威严。老白心里一惊，这声音……是那个死对头将军！

她猛地睁开眼，坐起身， mirrored herself in the mirror, and her reflection showed a young woman in her twenties with dull eyes and a haggard face. Just as she was about to stand up, a strong arm encircled her waist, and a powerful embrace pulled her into a warm chest.

"Ridiculous," Bai Qing said, her voice tight. "Why are you in my room?"

The man behind her chuckled softly, his arms tightening slightly around her waist. "I'm sorry,依依. I didn't mean to scare you. Someone reported you to the palace, and I couldn't help but come check."

"Reported?" Bai Qing felt a chill run down her spine. "For what?"

"I don't know," the man replied, his voice filled with a hint of frustration. "But the emperor wants to see you. So, let's go."