冷 Constructed under the dim moonlight, a pair of eyes quietly stared at the little courtyard outside the door. The person's gaze was deep and sharp, as if a fierce beast had been hiding in the dark, ready to pounce at any time. This was Ning Xiaoyao, the new queen of the royal family, who had just crossed over from the modern world. Although she looked young, her sharp eyes had seen too much in this world and had a deep and profound temperament.

The courtyard opposite was lively, full of bustle and joy. From time to time, bursts of laughter and music came out, causing the ears of Ning Xiaoyao to be slightly distracted. This was the favorite place of the young master of the royal family, Aoba, the person she had to face.

She originally wanted to stay far away from these kinds of things, but the current situation did not allow it. She had just arrived in this world, relying only on this body. If she wanted to survive and develop, she had to rely on the support of people in power and resources.