" Princess, please don't fall behind." Said the sage hurriedly walking up the stairs. "The princes already arrived a few hours ago. Nobody wants to be last, you especially."

The heavenly sage smiled down at Huahua through her fox mask, not in a warm way, more pitying, like she felt sorry but couldn't do anything. Or would've do anything.

"Tsk. She's just disappointed that I'm a girl not a boy." Thought Jin Li Hua. "If this were the modern age I would've been etched in history as the first girl with spiritual vain strong enough to to house divine energy."

Ugh, whatever.

In all the time spent climbing the dozens of stairs, her face had not moved a single inch from the sugar sweet smile plastered on it. Just goes to show the necessary skills the youngest daughter of the head executive at one of the most prestigious companies in China must have.

Even if this place is filled with sexist, power hungry bastards, I have to admit, they have really good style.

Jin Li Hua flipped her tiny head from side to side as she tried to commit the beautiful scenery to memory.

The smooth stone floor of the courtyard and the guards posted around it exuded elegance, dignity, and strength. Huahua could see the land above the clouds just outside the palace, and the setting sun made the sky look as if it was nature's own canvas.

As if it was just a dream.

I wish this was.

"Hahhh."

"What is it, Princess?" The twelfth sage flipped her head back just enough to see the eleven year old's face.

Oh shit. HuaHua hadn't realize she had sighed out loud.

"It's nothing," She said, beaming a face that could light up the sky. "I'm just admiring the beauty of Heaven."

She definitely had to remember to be aware of her surroundings. She had never actively tried to participate in politics, just the basics of socializing and campaigning, and even then, she had always been surrounded by friends and allies.

Now she was all alone.

Those stupid ministers and court ladies would definitely use her word's against her.

Why did it have to be me that got transmigrated? Send me back to China where Kpop and dramas and Instant Ramen reign supreme.

Bring me back NewJeans and Jungkook.

As a supreme k-pop fan, especially as a Bunny, she loved nothing more than to curl up with her cats, dogs, and plenty of comfy blankets, unwrap a crisp pack of Shin Instant Ramen, and binge watch survival shows.

Well, no changing the past.

I already got over all the transmigration and cultivators the moment I realized I couldn't get out of this mess.

The memory of going to bed a successful and admired socialite and businesswoman and waking up in dirty, patched rags and an eleven year old peasant girl who was just told she would be joining high society in the heavens and becoming a princess will always stay with me.

Especially the mental praying to what ever supreme being that did this to please send me back. I'm lucky she's so young and how the sage will probably think that her personality changed because of the shock and new experience.

A fog formed in the young girl's peach blossom eyes making the woman who would grow to be hailed the True Noblewoman and Divine Princess of Heaven look as if she was thinking of what could have been.

I pity the original owner, poor girl must've died from shock. At least these cultivators believe in reincarnation so HuaHua will get to live again.

I was broken from my wistful thoughts by the fox sage's sudden stop, her red and orange hanfu just touching my sleeves as I tried not to bump into her. In my contemplation I didn't realize we had exited the courtyard and come to the entrance to the Emperor's throne room.

"We're here, your highness." The sage said, her voice loud and clear as if warning me to prepare myself.

The moment I walk through this door, is the moment I become a princess.

Hua Hua watched the sage pass an identification certificate, a piece of paper hand-embroidered with a beautiful and intricate fox on it, as well as an ink stamp of the Department of Officials to the announcer at the doorway.

And so, the smooth cherry wood door, etched with gold drawings of intricate swirls and flowers seemed to glow like a sun rising on a far horizon, signifying the start of a new day.

"Presenting, Her Highness the Twelth Princess of the Celestial Heavens, Jin Lihua."