冷月刚爬上岸， Entangled in a damp robe that clung uncomfortably to her skin, shivering slightly despite the warmth of the air, she looked around. The scenery before her was a courtyard of the palace, but it didn’t look like the one she remembered from her previous life. Instead, it was filled with a mixture of confusion and hostility.

Just as she was trying to find a dry place to change, a group of court ladies walked over, their eyes full of disdain. The leader, a woman with a haughty expression, stepped forward and sneered, "Look at this mess. Did you drown in the lake and finally float to the surface?"

冷月 ignored their insolence and tried to walk past them, but the woman blocked her way. "Where do you think you're going? A worthless concubine like you has no place wandering around here," she said, grabbing冷月's wrist.

冷月 struggled to break free, but the woman was stronger. She twisted cold月's wrist painfully, and cold月 couldn't help but let out a gasp of pain. "Let me go! I'm not a thing you can mess with,"冷月 said, her voice trembling but determined.