Time Leap: The Real Princess Made Her Debut

"Your Grace, the South Country is attacking here!" The maid stumbled over from outside the door with her face full of panic.

Inside the room, Feng Muyin was sitting at the table in plain clothes. Her hair had not been combed yet and was scattered casually behind her.

When one's country's capital was under attack, anyone who heard the news would be frightened and panic. But for her, it was as if she had heard that a servant was coming in to clean up. There was no surprise, and there was no wave in her heart.

"Where's His Highness?" A hoarse voice came from her throat with difficulty.

"His Highness is fighting against the enemy at the city gate. Your Grace, let's run away!"

Feng Muyin calmly took a sip of water to soothe her throat. "Let the servants in the mansion clean it up. You can leave too."

After that, she got up and walked out, ignoring the maid's reaction.

At the entrance of the city, a fierce battle unfolded between the two armies, which included loyal soldiers dispatched by her royal brother. With only a few remaining troops from the North Country, defeat was inevitable.

Feng Muyin passed through the corpses on the ground and walked out of the city.

She was the only princess of the Feng Country. One day, she met the second prince of the North Country, Wang Yiyuan, by accident. She naively believed that they were in love with each other, so she insisted on marrying him despite her brother's opposition.

After marrying into North Country, she learned that Wang Yiyuan had always married her status as a princess. She had been trapped in the backyard for seven years. Except for attending royal banquets, her title as Consort of the Prince was like a mere formality during the rest of the time.

Even so, she had taken every measure possible to ensure there was no evidence left that could be used against Wang Yiyuan. This was to enable him to exert influence over her Imperial Brother and seek his support.

Now that the North Country was about to collapse, she finally walked out of the prince's mansion.

She looked towards the city gate, her husband Wang Yiyuan was about to draw his sword and stab his former sister.

Feng Muyin tiptoed lightly and flew over to block the sword of Wang Yiyuan.

Hiss!

The sharp edge of the sword pierced into Feng Muyin's body. She didn't feel any pain, but instead experienced a sense of relief. Finally, everything was over.

She gazed upon Wang Yiyuan's furious countenance and burst into joyful laughter.

Are you angry?

"You've put in so much effort to build up a good reputation. Today, I'll destroy it completely."

She sank her breath to the lower belly and raised her voice. "How can one succeed without righteousness? The Emperor of the North Country satisfied his desire for power by annihilating the Ye family of the South Country. He even kept the sole child by his side, using them as his weapon to kill those he wanted dead. His second prince inherited his cunning completely."

"Shut up!" Wang Yiyuan was furious and tightened his grip.

Feng Muyin tightened his grip on the sword, preventing Wang Yiyuan from thrusting it any further. Simultaneously, he used his other hand to halt the individual behind who intended to rescue her.

"He was responsible for the massacre of the Ye family, he advised me to offer my sister as a concubine, and he was behind the repeated assassination attempts. He married me, the only princess of the Feng Country, for power, and then trapped me in a square courtyard because of his desire for power."

As memories of the past flooded her mind, Feng Muyin couldn't help but recall the heated debate she had with Wang Yiyuan regarding the women residing in the courtyard. Wang Yiyuan harbored resentment towards her due to her refusal to seek assistance from his royal brother and the women he had married solely for the purpose of gaining power within the mansion.

They had all been deceived, deceived by the counterfeit affection displayed by Wang Yiyuan!

Feng Muyin slightly tilted her head back, not letting the tears flow. Then, her crimson eyes glared angrily at Wang Yiyuan and said, "For their own selfish desires, the father and son have stirred up the entire world. How can such people rule over a land? And now, he has personally killed his former wife and intends to provoke a war between the Feng Country and the South Country. His intentions are unforgivable!"

Feng Muyin used up her last bit of strength and transmitted every word to the ears of the masses.

The reason for the South Country to attack the North Country was too far-fetched. She would deal with the aftermath as the last thing she could do for the Emperor and the Feng Country.

After hearing what she said, his face began to twist and look ferocious.

Wang Yiyuan understood that if Feng Muyin's words reached the ears of the public, the South Country would achieve a complete and justified victory. No one could stop the South Country from conquering the world anymore.

The South Country would be the force of justice, while the North Country would become the target of suppression. Wang Yiyuan would be a sinister villain.

He wouldn't allow it, he wouldn't allow it!

"Nonsense! You're talking nonsense! It's not like that!"

He unsheathed his sword and prepared to thrust once more, but Feng Muyin was nearing her last breath. Just as the sword was withdrawn, she collapsed gently to the ground.

Her hem of the clothes was in the pool of blood, like a blooming flower, while the real flower had withered and faded.

She thought, if there was another life, she wouldn't ruin her life for a man anymore, and she wouldn't be bound by her identity anymore. She would do whatever she wants. She would be carefree.

Feng Muyin gradually lost consciousness. In a daze, she seemed to see her elder brother running towards her, without a trace of imperial grace...

Brother, are you here to take her home?

"Yinyin! Yinyin!"

Who was calling her? Wasn't she dead?

"I just saw Yinyin's eyeballs moving," a female voice came.

The sound became clearer and the smell in the air rushed into the nose. Occasionally, the sound of dripping could be heard around.

She wanted to open her eyes and take a look, but her eyelids were so heavy that she didn't want to reveal a crack.

"Maybe the effect of the anesthetic has not worn off yet. Let's wait a little longer."

The voice that came through was that of a gentleman, resonating with a mature and somewhat aged quality.

Feng Muyin was still struggling with her eyelids. A few minutes later, she finally opened her eyes with difficulty.

She slowly rolled her eyeballs and was shocked by what she saw.

There are white walls all around, and long strips of things on the ceiling emit bright light. There was a curved silver stick next to it, with a hook-shaped thing hanging on the stick, with transparent bottles and bags hanging on it.

Just as she was about to look down at the bottom of the bottle, a surprised voice broke in.

"Honey, Yinyin's awake!"

Then, a hurried footstep came.

Feng Muyin hadn't reacted yet when suddenly two faces appeared dominantly in her line of sight.

"Did Yinyin get hit and become stupid? Why is she so slow?"

"The effect of the anesthetic hasn't worn off yet. It'll be fine in a while."

The sound became clearer than before, and as she observed the expressions of the two people talking, memories began to surface in her mind.

She closed her eyes and slowly digested the information in her mind.

The middle-aged couple standing in front of her were her parents. Her father, Mu Yan, held the position of Chairman at the Mu Group, while her mother, An Suwan, possessed a Master's degree from a prestigious university.

Her mother married her father early. Instead of working outside, she had been working as the wife of a rich and powerful family at home. Sometimes, she helped her father share some of his work.

Since my older brother joined the company, my mother had fully embraced retirement at home.

Her brother Mu Jun was twenty-eight years old. After graduation, he went directly to the group to learn how to manage it. Her father also gradually let go of the group's business and began to hand over the responsibility to his brother.

She also had a twin brother, Mu Qi, who only cared about academic research.

She was Muyin, 25 years old, a B-list actor in the entertainment industry. Because she was proud, lofty, and picky about her work, her career did not improve for a long time. Today, she drove out and had a car accident, so she was sent to the hospital.

The memories in her mind presented the world in its entirety before her eyes. It took her a long time to digest this information, so she had no time to pay attention to her parents calling her.

Did she... come back to life from the dead?

Did God hear her prayer and give her another chance?

She secretly vowed that since she could have a second chance at life, she would definitely live freely!

"Far..." Um... In this world, they didn't call it like that. She changed her wording: "Dad, Mom, I'm fine, don't worry about me."

Seeing that Muyin had spoken, the two of them finally felt relieved.

"Are you feeling unwell?" An Suwan asked with concern.

Muyin shook her head and felt her head was tied down by something. She reached out to touch her head, but was unexpectedly stopped by An Suwan.

"What are you going to do? Tell Mom. You're on a drip."

Muyin looked at her hand, where the needle had pierced into the blood vessel on the back of her hand. The tube connected to the needle was the same one she hadn't finished reading before.

As Muyin already had some knowledge about this world, she knew that this was intravenous infusion, a way of delivering medicine into the blood vessels to treat diseases.

"I don't feel well in the head."

"You have a head injury, with a gauze dressing covering the wound. Can you recall the details of the car accident?"

Muyin thought for a moment and nodded. "I was driving in front. Suddenly... the car rushed over diagonally. I turned the steering wheel... that... hit the tree, and then I didn't know."

She possessed limited familiarity with the language used in this world, so she stuttered throughout the entire process.

"Fortunately, you're not seriously injured. Your father left the company's affairs to your old brother and came over. He can't leave now. He will visit you once he has completed his tasks. Your younger brother is likely in the laboratory. I called him but no one answered."

Muyin nodded to show that she understood, but what Mu Yan said next shocked her.

"I also called Shen Huai, but no one answered. I don't know what's so important about work. Why didn't he care about his wife when she had a car accident."

"Wife?" She's married?

She searched her memory, but there was no information about Shen Huai.

An Suwan patted Mu Yan on the shoulder and complained, "You have double standards, don't you? Why didn't you blame your sons who were busy studying or working? Besides, if I couldn't get through to him, how could Xiaohuai know that Yinyin had a car accident."

Mu Yan couldn't argue with her and turned around angrily.

Muyin found it both novel and amusing to see the interaction between the couple, and couldn't help but laugh out.

In her previous life, her parents had passed away early. She had been raised by her brother, so she didn't know how her parents had gotten along with each other.

"Oh, you're finally smiling. You've been frowning since you woke up. Don't think about the car accident. You'll have a lot of good luck!"

Indeed.

What happened in her previous life had gone. She was now Muyin.

She chatted with her parents and enjoyed such warmth, but a phone call broke the atmosphere.

Following her memory, she pressed the answer button hesitantly, only to hear a piece of news that made her uneasy.

"Muyin, what's wrong with you? You can't be in the entertainment news so you go to great lengths to be in the social news! How could you hit Wang Yiyuan with your car? Do you know how much trouble you have caused the company!"

After hearing the nightmarish name, Muyin's phone slipped onto the bed, while the earpiece continued to transmit the manager's angry scolding.

"You didn't earn a penny for the company and even asked the company to spend money to clean up your mess. How unlucky! Why aren't you talking? Did you listen to me? Hello? Hello..."

When An Suwan heard the voice on the phone, she frowned and decisively hung up.

"Yinyin?"

Muyin turned her head mechanically and asked, "What's wrong, Mom?"

"I saw you in a daze and thought you were feeling unwell. You..."

An Suwan attempted to convince Muyin to give up her entertainment career. Despite the fact that her family could provide her with financial support, An Suwan was concerned about the potential impact on Muyin's self-esteem.

"I'm doing well." Muyin offered a comforting smile to An Suwan. However, the smile quickly vanished.

Wang Yiyuan... Can it be such a coincidence? Would he also come to this world because of the car accident?