嘶——头还是那么疼，像被十万铁锤砸过一样。叶微雨顶着鸡窝头，从席梦思……哦不，从软塌塌的龙床上爬起来。这身皇家定制的小袍子紧得要命，勒得她肋骨疼。

“我说，这是哪儿……”她扯着嗓子喊，声音却飘得老远，估计隔壁宫殿的太监都听见去唱戏了。

waking up and finding myself in a royal palace. This was ridiculous. She had dreamed of visiting the palace, but not like this. She was here because she was dead.

Wait, what? Dead? That couldn't be right. She was still breathing, still feeling the pain in her head. Maybe she was just hallucinating due to the pounding headache.

She stumbled out of the room, her bare feet landing on a cold marble floor. The room was lavishly decorated, with golden dragons coiling around the walls and jade vases filled with flowers. It was undeniably a royal palace, but it felt empty, devoid of life. Where was everyone? Why was she alone in this massive castle?

A sudden noise startled her. The door burst open, and a young servant rushed in, his face pale with shock. "Your Highness, are you alright? The emperor is looking for you."