
The cement truck moved uncontrollably after experiencing problems with its brakes. Suddenly the heavy vehicle brakes were not functioning normally, but a few minutes ago it was still running well. The truck driver was already firmly in control of the erratic pace of his vehicle, he turned to the right and left looking for a safe place to stop the forced speed of the truck.
Up at a crossroads, an unwanted thing happens, ill-fatedly, the truck crashes into a very loud white sedan. Until the sedan rolled many times to the other side of the road, the surrounding cars were also targeted, and successive collisions were inevitable.
The body of the car is shredded, the glass is broken, and the car is upside down. It is certain that the driver will not be saved.
Five ambulances and many police cars secured the scene, moments after the accident.
"A cement truck lost control as it drove from the city towards the old station. The truck loaded with cement hit a white sedan and several other vehicles that drove in the opposite direction, the consecutive accident cost two lives and five others were seriously injured...... "
Jessy walked gontai accompanied by news headlines that echoed behind the complexity of the ER. The woman stared blankly with tears flooding her cheeks.
"Please hold on, Ris."
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Marissa grimaced softly as her whole body ached just to take a breath, her eyelids were heavy and her ears were buzzing. However, after a few seconds, the pain slowly subsided. Marissa could open her eyelids, spreading her gaze around. The woman frowned as a strong smell of jasmine penetrated her nose.
The ceiling and all the ornaments, Marissa started to think where she was now? Is this heaven? Ah, the memory of the great accident that he experienced revolved around his head, adding to the dizziness that never subsided.
As the pain all over her body slowly dissipated, the beautiful woman sat her body down. Look to the right and to the left to look at the room where he is. Marissa scanned the back of her hand, there was no infusion hose. Yeah, of course there isn't. There was no way he could have survived the crash. Could this be heaven? But Marissa feels she is in heaven right now. Maybe he was a doctor, and he healed many of his little patients. But his total sin cannot simply disappear. Then, is this hell? But why is it this beautiful?
Marissa examined the room she was in, a room of wood with ancient carvings and ornaments, even the tiles were made of wood. Oh, and do not forget that the woman was lying on a cot with a dazzling dragon carving.
"Oh, my God, Your Majesty has regained consciousness. It's dayang! It's dayang! Quickly call the healer."
"Well, Dayang Yi." replied a young girl, she lowered her head and left.
A woman called Dayang Yi walked over to Marissa, "Is Your Majesty still in pain?"
"Finely, Your Majesty will lie down again, soon the healer will come." he said, looking down, not daring to look into Marissa's eyes.
"Your Majesty?" marissa's parrots.
Marissa fell silent, did Jessy revile her again? Where is he now? And who's that woman? Why did he call her Your Majesty and look at the clothes, like the ladies in the colossal Chinese drama Jessy often watches.
Marissa blinked for a while, then looked down at her own body.
"HAHH!!!!!" peekot Marissa.
"What's up, Your Majesty?"
"What's this about? Why is my shirt like this?" Marissa looked at the confused lady.
"Sorry, Your Majesty, but this is your favorite hanfu."
"Hanfu?" marissa's parrots. Hanfu, Dayang Yi, what the hell is all this. "Where's Jessy? I have to teach the crafty woman a lesson." said Marissa fiercely, the woman came down from her bins while lifting her long hanfu aloft.
Dayang Yi was excited to see the Lord's strange behavior, but he was also too afraid to forbid. "What's up, Your Honor? And what is Je... Jes.. Jessy?" Dayang Yi had trouble saying the strange word he had just heard the first time.
Marissa did not comment on Dayang Yi's words, the woman ran out through the wooden doors, ignoring the confused gazes of the other ladies.
The door is red, yes, it must be the exit. The door had a larger size with more beautiful carvings. Marissa had to get out soon, she knew for sure Jessy was waiting outside with her rancid face.
Brakkk.......
Marissa's knee suddenly sagged, behind the door was not Jessy, but a middle-aged man in white with a little ladyboy. Marissa was really surprised when she found a large courtyard and a beautiful lotus lake. The beautiful woman rounded her eyes as from a distance she could see the sight of a very beautiful hill.
"Where am I?" Marissa rumbled, the woman was battered with a face of heartache.
"Your Majesty what are you doing? Come on get up." The healer and the lady-in-waiting were embracing Marissa's arms, bringing the white hanfu-clad woman back inside.
Dayang Yi came and helped Marissa lie on a very comfortable velvet mattress.
The doctor quickly checked Marissa's condition, making sure that she was okay. After conversing with Dayang Yi, the healer immediately resigned.
"Does Your Majesty want anything?"
Yes, I want to go home, inner Marissa. The woman was still staring at the ceiling with a gamang.
"Please get me some water, I'm thirsty" Marissa said.
Dayang Yi was stunned to hear the lord say the word 'please'. Uneasily, he quickly fetched drinking water in a beautiful porcelain cup.
Marissa got up, sat down and received a cup from Dayang Yi. He drank the water until the toilet, his brain and body needed to be cooled with water.
"So, are you Dayang Yi?" ask Marissa.
Dayang Yi looked up, then nodded twice.
"Who am I?" ask Marissa again.
"You mean?" Dayang Yi frowned. "Of course you are Grand Consort Wu Li Mei."
"You mean I'm in the Ming Dynasty?"
Dayang Yi nodded.
Dayang Yi nodded again with a confused face.
Marissa was stunned, turning her head to her right and left, hoping this was just a dream. "Please, get me a mirror."
"Okay, Your Majesty."
Dayang Yi took out a mirror on the concubine's dresser, gave it to Marissa.
"Thank you, now go."
When Dayang Yi was gone, Marissa lifted the mirror.
"DON'TKKKKKKK!!!!!!!"
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After a full day of crying to sleep, Marissa awoke as her stomach thrashed for stuffing. He only realized that yesterday he did not eat anything, too surprised to make him forget to fill his stomach.
Marissa let out a slow sigh, she went back in the mirror and found the same face. The pretty face of Wu Li Mei, the Great Concubine of Ming Empire.
Wu Li Mei of the Ming Dynasty, is a fictional character by his best friend. Right, Jessica, titled 'Back In Time'. If he is currently thrown into a fictional story, what should he do? Is this the second life God gave her? Marissa thought so, considering the accident she had, it was impossible for her to survive and return to life as Marissa Darwanti.
Wu Li Mei, why should he come back to life as an evil character in Jessy's novel. The greedy concubine who thirsts for love and power, notorious and ruthless, is hell-bent on rooting out anyone who stands in her way. His love for the emperor was unstoppable, making him blind to the truth. Wu Li Mei always justified all means to seek the attention of the emperor, even though the emperor himself hated him. Maybe everyone in this dynasty hates him.
Marissa shuddered in horror as she recalled how the end of a Wu Li Mei's life was, because Risa herself had already read Jessy's novel to the end. At the end of the novel, there was no glimmer of happiness for Wu Li Mei, even the concubine had to end her life from being beheaded by the emperor.
"If this is my second life, of course I have to live a very long life. I don't want to end tragically like Wu Li Mei in Jessy's novel." Marissa again lifted her mirror, staring at the reflection of the beautiful face of Wu Li Mei, as she remembered this concubine was about 35 years old. But why is her face still so pretty, looking like a 17-year-old girl.
"Are you stupid Risa, of course her skin is very good. She's a concubine." Marissa got out of bed. Opening the window of the room that had not been opened for a long time, seen from how jammed the window hinge was.
Marissa sighed softly, enjoying the cold and fresh air. "Obviously you're so pretty Li Mei, the air here is so healthy, there's absolutely no pollution."
"Alright, if I have to be Wu Li Mei. Then I will live better than he was."
"By the way, where did the soul of the real Wu Li Mei go?" Risa monologue.
Marissa nodded confidently, "I must seek information from Dayang Yi."
"Darling Yi!"
"Darling Yi! Where're you?"
"Darling Yi?"
Marissa looked for the lady-in-waiting out of her pavilion, once again she was amazed by the design of this pavilion. It is similar to the imperial palace in China. Risa should be grateful because Jessy made a beautiful story setting.
"Darling Yi!" Risa screamed to call the lady.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Dayang Yi came in a hurry, walking down, Marissa certainly knew why none of them dared to look up. Because Wu Li Mei was so cruel, but now this body belonged to her right. So, he will change his image from now on.
"Where have you been?"
"I-I'm sorry, Your Honor. I prepared water and breakfast for you."
Right too, Risa nodded slowly, holding her queen's stomach, "Yes you're right, I'm very hungry."
"Does Your Majesty want to eat the dish first?"
Risa shook her head, "I want to take a bath first, my body feels very sticky." Risa fanned her neck, the long hair made her feel sultry, even though the air outside was cold. Not to mention the pale white hanfu that Wu Li Mei was wearing, it really made her look like a ghost.
The maids guided Risa towards the usual place Wu Li Mei was soaking. While passing through the flower garden in the pavilion courtyard, Risa paused for a moment.
"Darling Yi?"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"Why is this garden so arid, there are no flowers or plants there?" marissa asked, "Oh, why is this wall so empty? There is no interior design in this country. Plain as an abandoned building."
"Aren't you the one asking for all this?"
"Me?"
Dayang Yi nodded twice with a puzzled face, "You, Your Majesty."
"Oh, jeez! Wu Li Mei." screeched Marissa while massaging her temple. "I didn't know that this Wu Li Mei was so ancient and didn't recognize aesthetics. What an irony considering she is so beautiful and rich." she murmured.
"Honey, from now on I want flowers in the garden, not just thorny bushes. I also want a painting or .... urn .. or such a decoration to be placed in the courtyard of the pavilion."
Dayang Yi and the other lady-in-waiting stared in wonder at the concubine, did not he himself ask for this pavilion to be clean and empty without decoration. Because Wu Li Mei used to hate all kinds of decorations. They looked at each other, but also nodded.
"And another one, Dayang Yi. If I talk to you, look into my eyes. You don't have to be afraid anymore."