"Ninth Princess, it's time to get up!" The maid Qingqing reminded in a whisper.

"Let me sleep a little longer." Song Yanran rolled over and continued to fall asleep.

A quarter of an hour later, Qingqing came again: "Ninth Princess, get up soon!" ”

Song Yanran finally woke up in a daze. I saw a little beauty squatting next to the bed, like an ancient girl. I couldn't help laughing: "Who are you?" Beauty, why are you in my room? ”

Qingqing was confused by Song Yanran's sudden question, and thought that Song Yanran was joking with her: "Ninth Princess, haven't you woken up yet?" Why don't you even know the slaves? ”

"Nine princesses? What games are you guys playing? After that, I looked around, and saw that the antique room was full of exquisiteness, and at first glance it was not a place where ordinary people could live.

"Is it filming? But how did I get here? By the way, today the day of the week, I bought a train ticket for Friday to go back to my hometown, don't overdo it. Song Yanran muttered to herself.

Qingqing looked at Song Yanran, who was babbling nonsense, she didn't know what was wrong with the master in front of her, and she didn't usually like to joke much: "Ninth Princess, what are you talking about?" Why can't the slave understand a word? ”

"Slave? Oh, tell me, what script are you playing? Your acting skills are too good, aren't they? It's really like the ancients! Song Yanran suddenly felt very interesting.

"Ninth Princess, don't you scare the slave? You had a fever a few days ago, did you burn out your head? "Qingqing is really scared, the master had a cold a few days ago, and he has been having a high fever that does not go away, why did he start talking nonsense when he woke up?

"Wait, why do you keep calling me the Ninth Princess? Am I playing a princess? By the way, you haven't answered me yet, where is this? I can't remember when I came. Song Yanran began to be confused, I hadn't heard of anyone recruiting extras, so she wouldn't have been kidnapped, but she didn't know anything.

Qingqing was really going to cry this time: "Ninth Princess, you have a good rest first, don't go anywhere." The slave maid immediately went to the imperial doctor to check your pulse. ”

"Huh? How did you act so realistically? And the Imperial Doctor? Is the doctor handsome or not? Song Yanran slapped her head suddenly, when is it, why do you still care about the handsome guy? Get up and see where this is.

Just as she wanted to get up, a feeling of dizziness suddenly came, and Song Yanran had to close her eyes and take a deep breath. Then I heard someone talking outside the door.

"Hasn't the Ninth Princess gotten up yet?" The voice is gentle and compassionate, making people feel reassuring.

"Back to Niangniang, the ninth princess has woken up, Qingqing has gone to pass the imperial doctor to come and diagnose the pulse, you can go in and have a look." The voice sounded crisp and raw.

Song Yanran was quietly listening to the conversation outside the door, and suddenly saw a dignified and noble woman walking to the bed, her headdress and clothes were graceful and luxurious, and she was worth a lot of money at a glance. Behind the woman was a little girl about the same age as Qingqing, who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, and it was probably the two of them who had just been talking outside the door.

"Xiaoji, how do you feel? Is it better? The woman looked at Yan Ji gently, and her smooth and slender fingers gently touched Song Yanran's forehead.

"Sister, you are so beautiful. What the hell are you filming? Why can't I remember when I came? Song Yanran looked at the woman opposite happily.

Surprise instantly rose in the woman's eyes, and then she touched Song Yanran's forehead again: "This, it looks like you're in good spirits, why are you talking nonsense?" Xiaojiao, are you still uncomfortable? ”