《I Wish I Got Reincarnated As A Princess Instead》3 - Jian Li
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Five years had rapidly passed and Jian Li came more and more into terms with her new life. It took a good while for her to grasp the language and even longer for her to learn to write the language down but, with the help of her new family she quickly picked it up. Jian Li learned that she was reincarnated into a world called Aihan, a world very similar to the "Middle Ages" of her previous life in a small village called Qingye in a country called Alushan. The biggest difference was that this world had real cultivators and magic in it. Her family refused to tell her too much about the cultivation world because they felt that she was too young for it. She did not mind though, she just enjoyed her new life as a child again. Jian Li found a lot of joy in this new world and it helped her to learn things faster than normal 5 year olds from her previous world wouldn't grasp, such as reading and writing. The two women that she first saw when she was reborn five years earlier, were her paternal grandmother Jian Huifen and her eldest sister Jian Ye. Her current life was good, but she still felt an unpleasant emptiness inside of her. She found out that her mother in her current life died during Jian Li's birth, so she still felt the loss of her previous life. The memories from her past life, the pain, and the guilt from her mother's death were constantly weighing on her conscious. She was a happy little child, but she couldn't help but be sad at times. At this point, she was mentally 22 years old but stuck in a 5 year olds body in a foreign world. Jian Li's father, Jian Han, was the current head of the Jian family which had a good amount of wealth in the village, but as a result, he barely had time to see his children. "Jian Li, go outside and play, your brother is home from his tutor, he can help you with your reading too. Go!" Her father was a very stern and serious man, so his words were always short and straight to the point. Jian Li silently left to look for her elder brother, Jian Chen, who was waiting outside for Jian Li. "Brother!" she shouted. He looked up from his book and turned to face her. This time he greeted her with a huge grin on his face, beckoning her to him. She ran up to him and he lifted her up, carrying her inside the house. Jian Li was very excited to see her older brother. Her thoughts raced with anticipation as her big brother usually had some interesting tales to tell when she was with him. His black hair was cut short but neat and his eyebrows were as sharp as swords. Jian Li never saw him wearing anything other than white clothes and she suspected he didn't even own any clothes that were not white. As he readjusted her position, his smile became strained and his brows furrowed. "Brother, what's wrong?" she asked. He looked pensive as he started to speak. "Jian Li, you're too smart for your own good. I can't hide anything from you." She was a bit confused by his remark. Was he angry at her? Jian Li never had any siblings in her previous life, so she always tried to be as kind as possible to the ones she had at the moment. "Brother, I..." "No, let me finish," he interrupted with a frown. His face had turned stern and serious as he continued. "I have an important question for you. I need you to answer me truthfully. Can you do that for me?" She was slightly unnerved but slowly began to nod in response to his question. "Alright," he said with a nod of his head. He gently placed her down on her feet and walked over to their living room table. He picked up a small box from the table and walked back over to her. He looked into her eyes and asked, "Do you believe in the Gods?" Jian Li didn't know how to reply. She looked at her brother, who was still staring at her with a serious look on his face. Then she turned to look at the box in his hands. The box was small, made of dark wood, and covered with intricate designs. She had never seen a box so elaborately designed, with strange symbols and shapes carved into it. "Well?" His voice brought her back to reality. She could see the concern in his eyes and the tightness of his jaw. She knew the importance of his question. "Yes," she said with a nod, "I do." He smiled and gave her a huge hug, holding her tightly against his chest. His warmth felt good against her. She had missed his hugs since he was rarely at home, unlike her other siblings. He handed her the box and said, "Here, this is for you." She took the box from him and looked at it. "It's pretty," she remarked. Holding the box made her feel like she was holding a priceless treasure. "Isn't it though?" he said while grinning, "Open it." She held it in her hands and sat down on the floor, then placed it down in front of her. She carefully lifted the cover off the box. She took off the top of the box to reveal a blue silk interior. The silk was attached to the inside of the box so that it formed a loose cup shape. Inside the cup was a jade hairpin in the design of a dragon. It was carved so finely that it seemed to be moving when she looked at it. She picked it up and saw that it had been carved so that the head of the dragon was the pin and the tail had a hinge and clasp so that it could hook into her hair. "Do you like it?" he asked. "I love it," she said, looking at the intricate carvings. "Good," he said, "I'm glad." "Thank you, brother." "Don't mention it.", he said, waving her off. She wanted to hug him again but restrained herself. Instead, she put the hairpin into her hair. It hooked into her short dark hair with ease. It was a perfect fit. She stood up, and her brother adjusted her collar with a smile before standing up straight. "I'll wait outside until you are ready.", he said, before backing off. "Now you look like a princess.", he said, with a huge smile across his face as he left the room.
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