The next day, before the morning court session, the original owner nervously prepared.
After entering the body, she also received some of her memories.
Thus, she could naturally understand the language of the Great Shang.
What stumped her was not the language, but the extremely complicated rules and politics of the imperial court.
She burned the midnight oil last night.
However, it was impossible to understand such a complicated thing in one night.
Today, she only hoped that she would not screw up.
When Ai Yan and Ai Meng came in with a bowl of water to wash their faces, she sat cross-legged on the bed with a memorial in her hand.
Her hair was a mess, and the dark circles under her eyes were so thick that it looked like her eyeliner was drawn upside down.
The two of them looked at each other and smiled. "Imperial Physician Mo is waiting outside."
The original owner blinked.
Imperial Physician Mo?
