Under the influence of the tree branches outside the window, the sunlight projected into the room in patches and gave it a rosy hue; the whole room was filled with warmth and elegance, accompanied by a subtle fragrance.
The sleeping girl, unlike some spoiled girls with strange interests, did not sleep naked. However, the view on the bed was still incredibly enticing. Her sleeping position was lazy, with a large stuffed bear, and her short nightgown revealed her long, fair legs, which looked extremely sexy. Her jade-like feet were tightly pressed against each other, occasionally scratching each other unknowingly. The well-shaped toenails on her feet rubbed against the top of her feet, unintentionally creating a teasing posture.
The nightgown itself was already short, but because of her current sleeping position, it had flipped up even more, and her brand new panties emphasized their presence.
For someone suffering from sleep disorder, waking up in the early afternoon was normal. Of course, it was slightly difficult to rely solely on one's own consciousness to wake up, which was why the stuffed bear played a role.
Do you think there's just cotton inside the bear's belly?
Actually, it has a mechanism!
The zipper on the stuffed doll's abdomen opened by itself, and a small hammer extended from it, swooping down towards the girl's head.
"Wake up, wake up, wake up!"
The bear emitted a mechanized artificial voice as it mercilessly hit her, because only in this way could it help the person wake up from sleep as soon as possible.
"Ugh, so annoying!"
Just like anyone else who was awakened by an alarm clock, the girl, in her most uncontrollable state of mind upon being forcibly awakened, clenched her fingers tightly around the bear's neck and then threw it away.
"Thud," it hit the wall!
The tattered stuffed bear slid down the wall, leaving a mark, and then fell to the ground, with its face towards the wall, its legs twitching a few times before finally becoming still.
"Phew, finally quiet!"
The original creator of this mechanism was the real Isabella; she specially hired a craftsman to design this annoying doll so as not to waste her office time.
Although the Empress used to wake up at approximately the same time every time after prolonging her sleep, and she had wanted to turn the bear into charcoal countless times on the way, she still endured until now.
Little did she expect that Liu Caihua destroyed the mechanism and the bear that served as its vessel on the first day she encountered it!
Liu Caihua was still dazed.
"Something doesn't seem right... didn't I have such a noisy doll at home?"
With sleepy eyes, it was a bit difficult to read the text, but she had no trouble seeing her surroundings and where she was.
The decoration in the palace atmosphere made Liu Caihua's pupils suddenly dilate and countless bloodshot veins crawl up her eyes after a few blinks.
"I went to sleep last night, right? Yes, I'm pretty sure I went to sleep early last night and even had a good dream."
Since that was the case, she should have woken up in a familiar environment after a good night's sleep.
However, now, what she thought was a hallucination was still ongoing, with no sign of waking up!
In a moment of mental shock, Liu Caihua stumbled out of bed and wandered around the room like a wandering zombie.
The sunlight entering the room kept shifting its angle, and at a certain moment, the reflection on the mirror scattered and caught Liu Caihua's attention.
Narrowing her pupils slightly to protect them from the sunlight, she looked at her own reflection in the mirror, which gradually became vivid; the beautiful contours reflected in the mirror, both on her face and body, were far from her memory, as if:
"I've turned into someone else! Is this me? Is my chest really that flat?"
The person in the mirror imitated her every move, and it was hard to imagine anyone besides herself who could cooperate like this.
As for the shortcomings from certain aspects, it could only be understood as a necessary reduction in overall body beauty after enhancing her appearance; to have a perfect figure and features, is there anything in the world that could be so simple?
And even if there were, it wouldn't appear on Liu Caihua, who was never simple-minded, or on Isabella.
Pinching her own face and biting her finger to confirm the extent of the bleeding...
After trying every method to confirm her situation, she despaired and collapsed, her hands supporting her on the floor, letting out a desperate cry:
"I... I am really in a strange world, turned into a stranger!"
Coincidentally, at this moment, in the instant when Liu Caihua's soul and Isabella's body began to merge, a large amount of information rushed into her mind;
Just like Wang Xiaole had received certain messages before, now she must quickly figure out who she is and the current environment she is in through those subjective and objective information.
