Cloud Thinking

"Nice to meet you, Your Highness Princess Helia. You are the brightest pearl and the most beautiful rose in the Otis Empire."

Helia opened her eyes suddenly, and what she saw was a knight kneeling on one knee in front of her, kissing the back of her hand. A ray of light flashed in her blue eyes, followed by a sharp pain, like a needle piercing her brain. Helia was pulled out of her trance by the pain, and with her proud observation and judgment, she quickly understood her current situation.

Oh my god, it's actually time travel?!

As an independent and good young woman in the 21st century, He Liya just likes to read some melodramatic novels and comics. How did she suddenly travel through time? She was so unlucky that she traveled through time to a white lotus and vicious female supporting role! Could it be that she traveled through time because their names are similar? No way! If this standard is really followed, more than half of the people on earth will travel through time!

Before she could figure out that she had traveled through time, her throat suddenly felt itchy. She turned her head away and began to cough violently. In her free hand was a silk feather fan, which she raised and placed against her nose, covering the lower half of her face.

The violent coughing made her already thin body tremble constantly. The trembling was transmitted to the man holding her hand. He did not show any concern or worry. On the contrary, he seemed a little unhappy, with a frown on his face, as if he wanted to leave but had to stay.

Helia had noticed it, and everyone in the room was quietly waiting for her to finish coughing. The only sounds in the huge hall were her coughing and breathing. This was very rude, but because the person who made the noise was the only princess of the current royal family and the only daughter of the emperor, no one dared to criticize her. Even His Majesty, who was sitting at the top, was quietly waiting for Helia to calm down.

A sudden cough interrupted her thoughts. Although Helia wanted to find out why she traveled through time, she felt the gazes of others on the scene lingering on her for a long time, so she decided to deal with the current matter first.

She forced herself to stop coughing, took deep breaths to make herself less uncomfortable, and lowered the feather fan in front of her face a little, revealing her tall nose and cheeks that were slightly red from coughing. She imitated the delicate appearance of the female supporting role in the original work and said softly, "No need to be polite."

The knight took back the hand that was holding Helia's and slowly stood up. Helia looked at the man who had just half-knelt on the ground and bent his body to her waist, and suddenly stood in front of her like a mountain. In addition, the other party immediately held the sword after standing up. She was frightened and leaned back, and her head lightly hit the high chair behind her. Although the sound was not loud, it was quiet enough for everyone present to hear it.

She's as easily frightened as a kitten... the men present thought.

"Helia, are you satisfied with the knight in front of you?" The man sitting on the high seat in the hall not far behind her said slowly. His voice was not loud, but it was loud enough to echo throughout the hall. The pressure in his words made people dare not disobey.

He was dressed formally, with a white and gold military uniform wrapped around his muscular body. Even with the white gloves on, one could see his broad, thick hands with distinct joints from the outline. His turquoise eyes made people feel a little cold. Coupled with his neat blond hair and handsome face, even if she was stupid, she would not fail to recognize him. This was the original owner's father, the monarch of the Otis Empire - Claude Abraham.

The original owner's memory suddenly appeared in Helia's mind. Not long ago, Helia was kidnapped by thieves who broke into the palace and almost lost her life. Her father, Claude, the most honorable king of the Otis Empire, held this knight selection ceremony in the name of protecting his daughter's safety to select knights for Helia's close protection.

Helia frowned slightly as she looked at the man in front of her. According to the memory that had just been transmitted to her mind, this should be the son of Marquis Bernard - Hugh Bernard. He was just a cannon fodder character in the original work. She didn't have a deep impression of him, but based on his reaction to her cough just now, she would definitely not want a person who seemed to dislike and look down on her from the bottom of his heart.

"The considerate knight should have handed me his handkerchief when I coughed, but I saw that little Marquis Bernard seemed unwilling to do so." Helia looked back at the man sitting on the high seat and smiled lightly, "I think my father would not trust such an inattentive person to serve me."

Hutley looked at Helia in shock. He obviously didn't expect that she would eliminate him with such a reason. Judging from his status, family background and talent, he was clearly the winner of this selection. Even His Majesty Claude was quite satisfied with Hutley. Everyone present felt that Hutley had a sure win. When they heard the princess's reply, they all widened their eyes in surprise and whispered to each other.

This is a selection of knights, not a selection of maids! Obviously, they all thought that Her Royal Highness had forgotten how solemn and important this occasion was. This frail and sickly princess was still as spoiled as ever because of her favor.

"Helia, I'm selecting knights for you. They just need to be strong enough to hold a sword and protect you. As for the people who serve you personally, you really have to be more careful." Claude replied, implying that you should see clearly where you are and what you are doing now, and don't act recklessly. This is not a place for you to play house.

Hearing this, Helia smiled brightly, her cheeks sunken into beautiful dimples that made people unable to look away. She looked at Claude with curved eyebrows and said jokingly, "As the sword of the master, the knight must be in line with the master's wishes, right? If you can't even guess the master's mind, then you are no better than a guard dog. How can a dog know who its master is!"

Without waiting for anyone to refute her absurd words, she looked at Hutley and said with a smile: "Does this mean that I will have to tell the knights who is the enemy and who is the friend in the future? By the time Marquis Bernard is thinking about whether he should take action, I will be killed by the enemy!"

Even a fool could tell that Helia was saying that Hutley was not even as good as a guard dog. She did not care about Marquis Bernard's reputation. It was unknown how Hutley had offended the unreasonable princess. After hearing this, Hutley was unwilling to persist. Even if he became Helia's knight, in the princess' heart, he was only at the same level as a guard dog.

"Helia!" Claude shouted, looking unhappy, and obviously dissatisfied with her remarks. But just as he was about to say a few words, he saw Helia began to cover her mouth and cough lightly again. She coughed so hard that tears filled her eyes. Her delicate body seemed unable to withstand even the gust of wind.

He pondered for a moment, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, waved his hand and said: "Her Royal Highness is tired, we will discuss this matter later, send her back to rest!"

Claude made clear his attitude that he would protect Helia, while Hutley's face was cold. His Majesty was unwilling to give face to Marquis Bernard's family in front of so many people. This probably meant that he would take action against Marquis Bernard next.

Ever since he came to power, Claude had been very wary of these nobles. He kept a close eye on the great nobles and would take the opportunity to pin them to the ground if they made the slightest move.

He had been emperor for less than half a year when he used his iron fist to eliminate five or six out of ten nobles who had been allowed to grow stronger during the reign of the previous emperor. This did not mean that the remaining ones were good people, it only meant that these guys were smart and cunning enough.

Later, he would always find some trivial excuses to attack these nobles. Once Claude no longer cared about your identity and value, it meant that you were in trouble.

Helia didn't react much. She stood up, holding up the sides of her wide skirt, stepped back and squatted slightly, nodded and lowered her eyebrows, said goodbye, then covered her mouth and coughed while walking out in small steps.

When she passed by the huge group of knights waiting to be selected below, she felt like she had entered a den of wolves as they stared at her. Fortunately, the guards arranged by Claude soon caught up with her and escorted her back to her palace.

As soon as she returned to the palace, Helia was helped back to her room by her personal maids. They swiftly covered her with a soft blanket, brought her hot water to wipe her hands carefully, and finally brought her a bowl of steaming, bitter medicinal soup.

"Actually, it's not that cold in the palace, so forget about the cold-relieving medicine." Helia looked at the bowl of medicine and recalled the medical system of this world in the original work. It was really difficult to drink the juice made from various insects.

A stern-looking maid beside her shook her head, took the bowl and scooped up the medicine, blew it gently, scooped a spoonful to Helia's mouth, and forced her to drink it.

Seeing that Helia didn't open her mouth, she frowned and shouted, "Princess Helia, you have been coughing in the palace for so long, you must have caught a cold, you must take this medicine."

It seems that Claude was not so tolerant of her disrespectful behavior... Helia thought, otherwise why would he let someone force her to drink the medicine? He must have felt that she had just embarrassed him.

After reading it, she still opened her mouth and took the medicine that was fed to her. As long as she didn't think about the ingredients of this bowl of medicine, it didn't seem so hard to swallow. The taste was not as bitter as she imagined, and even when the bitterness was about to disappear, there was a hint of sweetness.

After drinking the medicine, Helia saw that the maids did not force her to do anything, but just told her not to go out to blow the wind again. It seemed that she had free time now. She walked around her palace freely, and she could see patrolling or stationed guards everywhere. There were always three or two maids following her. This protection measure was quite powerful.

To be honest, after saying those words in the hall just now, she was still a little scared in her heart. After all, this world was not like the world she lived in before, which emphasized the rule of law and human rights. If she really did something shocking, her nominal father would probably chop off her head or tie her to a pillar and burn her alive.

As she walked, she sorted out all the information she knew in her mind, including the original owner's own memories that were forced into her head when she first came here, and the plot she learned from reading comics. Combining the two, she could almost piece together the whole story.

This is a fantasy world, divided into three major territories: the Otis Empire, the Xiali Empire, and the Turton Dynasty. The Otis Empire where the original owner was located was located in the center of the continent. It was vast, rich in resources, and had strong military strength. It was a well-deserved powerful country.

The Xiali Empire is located in the extreme north of the continent. Half of its land is a barren ice field. Tens of millions of its citizens have to squeeze into the half of the territory adjacent to the Otis Empire. In order to survive, the Xiali Empire has to fight for territory and resources, and disputes often arise between the two countries.

The Turton Dynasty is located in the west of the continent, and its territory is extremely vast. It has dense and lush rainforests, as well as vast and arid deserts, high mountains with unmelting ice and snow, and rift valleys that seem to have been split open by gods. Each place is rich in production, and the people are rich and healthy.

The Turton Dynasty is a strong competitor of the Otis Empire, but the two countries have maintained superficial peace for the past hundred years and consolidated each other's interests through marriage. It is like a lion and a cheetah encountering each other in the forest. The two look at each other from a distance, and as soon as the other shows a trace of fatigue, they will rush up without hesitation to tear off a large piece of flesh and blood and feast on it.

The original owner, Helia, was the daughter and only daughter of Claude, the 37th King of the Otis Empire. She also had a brother, Eric. Both of them were born by Queen Madeline, and they were royal children of noble blood and authentic lineage. Apart from that, Claude had no other children. Although he had many concubines and mistresses, there was no prince or princess who could threaten Helia and Eric.

Prince Eric, as Claude's heir, has shown extraordinary talent since childhood. He is not only accomplished in swordsmanship, but also a master in governing the country. Claude values ​​him very much and does not hesitate to praise him. Even though this person is likely to pose a threat to him, he still keeps him by his side and makes use of him.