Feng Ru Ai's
Chapter 1 - Prologue
Feng Ru Ai did not know, why she was so eager to visit the national Museum of the Chinese capital. His heart somehow asked him to visit the capital's national museum which will always be open on holidays such as Sundays.
Feng Ru Ai did not know, why she suddenly wanted to follow her heart. Usually on Sundays, the 18-year-old girl will spend time sleeping after undergoing a lecture routine that is not as beautiful as she thought.
Now this is where Feng Ru Ai is, in the museum exploring various historical relics. His steps came to a halt when he entered the room dedicated to the Ming dynasty, as if something was calling out to him, Feng Ru Ai stepped into the room that was now also in the presence of some visitors.
Feng Ru Ai observed every relic of the Ming dynasty, until her eyes were now fixed on an old book that told the history of the Ming dynasty.
Feng Ru Ai drew closer to the old-coated book, she began to touch and feel the book. For some reason every reading the row of sentences that were on the Ming Dynasty history book That, Feng Ru Ai felt a deep longing for the Ming land.
His heart ached, he felt sad for no reason. Until when Feng Ru Ai read one familiar name for her, Feng Ru Ai cried so much that some other museum visitors looked at Feng Ru Ai with strange and confused looks.
Feng Ru Ai did not know, why she could cry like this just from reading one very femiliar name for her. For some reason Feng Ru Ai felt claustrophobic, she so missed the figure of the owner of the name, she missed the Ming land, she missed all activities in MingQi palace.
Feng Ru Ai did not know, why did she become like this? What strange feeling was it? Why was he so familiar with everything related to the Ming dynasty. Why does he feel he should be there, not here?
Feng Ru Ai did not know, what was wrong with her. Why does he keep crying. Why did he continue to feel pain and also feel the feeling of longing with the Ming land.
Until Feng Ru Ai was unaware, her tears that accidentally fell on the surface of the shabby paper of the Ming dynasty history books that were in the museum shone brightly and instantly Feng Ru Ai disappeared.
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Somehow it would be. in his faint unconsciousness - just as he heard the gurgling sound of water. Wet all over his body and also the cold that began to attack him when the wind blew sweeping the surface of his skin to penetrate the bones.
Feng Ru Ai did not know, why she was suddenly on the edge of a lake in soaked clothes. He did not know why he suddenly felt his chest tight, his throat was painful, his nose was sore, and his head was throbbing pain.
His head felt very heavy as if there was an invisible big hammer hitting his head in a row. At the moment his gaze felt clouded, Feng Ru Ai chose to close her eyes again as if the consciousness she had was slowly beginning to disappear.
There was a faint awareness of the sound of two young men who seemed so worried to be beside him, one of the young men kept patting Feng Ru Ai on the cheek slowly and kept calling her name hoping that the girl would come to her senses soon.
"Miss Ai"
"Miss Ai.."
"Miss Ai, please wake up"
Shocks after shocks Feng Ru Ai felt, until slowly his closed eyes slowly opened in a violent cough.
The young man who patted his cheek just now immediately helped Feng Ru Ai wake up and sit her down by the lake, the young man patted Feng Ru Ai's back hoping that the cough that the girl was experiencing soon subsided.
Another young man by his side hugged the girl very tightly, and said, "The creator is still protecting you in May, thank God you are safe"
At first Feng Ru Ai was confused by the situation she was in, but somehow the part of her that had been buried seemed to come to the surface. He suddenly felt a yearning for the figure of the young man who embraced him, he with a feeling of longing that erupted then returned the young man's embrace and began to sob.
Feng Ru Ai did not know what was wrong with her, she did not know why her body suddenly spontaneously returned the embrace of the young man who seemed so worried about her. Though as far as Feng Ru Ai knew, this was her first time meeting the young man, but somehow her heart seemed to be female and said they had known each other for a long time.
"Thank God we came in time, otherwise you would have drowned in that lake" soed the young man who still hugged Feng Ru Ai.
"What's really going on? Where am I now? And.. who are you?" Asked Feng Ru Ai which made the two young men with her surprised by the question that Feng Ru Ai.
The young man who hugged him took off his embrace, both hands he placed on both shoulders of Feng Ru Ai. His eyes looked at Feng Ru Ai with a look of disbelief, he then said "maybe you don't know me?" Ask in a tone of disbelief.
Feng Ru Ai shook her head and said "i don't know you, but you look a billy for me. Have we met or do you recognize me?" Asked Feng Ru Ai who was directly nodding at the young man.
"We meet often, and I recognize you, know you very well" the young man replied quickly.
Feng Ru Ai felt confused, how could the young man who kept calling her 'mei-mei' recognize her and say they met often, whereas as far as Feng Ru Ai knew this was the first time they had met. Although Feng Ru Ai felt familiar with her face, still they had not met for 18 years of her life.
Feng Ru Ai is an 18-year-old girl who lives alone in a luxurious house that to her is like a birdcage made of gold. He grew up in the care of servants without knowing who his parents were or who his brother was.
During this time Feng Ru Ai had never seen them, every day Feng Ru Ai was alone in a luxurious house like a palace that was very very gloomy and quiet without happiness.
Feng Ru Ai's association was very limited, she had no friends. Not because he did not want to hang out, just that everyone was afraid to be friends with him because every day he would always be followed by the bodyguards they always call bodygard.
Feng Ru Ai's life was very secretive, so how could that young man dressed like a soldier in the past know her?
Wait up!
Feng Ru Ai felt that something was wrong here, she looked at the young man who had just hugged her. The young man was wearing a suit of armor like the clothes of the royal soldiers in the past, after noticing the young man, Feng Ru Ai turned her gaze to the young man who had patted her cheeks until he regained his senses. The young man was wearing Hanfu.
Feng Ru Ai remembered the history lessons she had learned regarding Hanfu. Hanfu includes all types of traditional clothing worn by the Han Chinese ethnic group. Therefore, it has a history throughout that of the Han Chinese. Hanfu was forcibly abolished by the Manchu Invaders in the 17th century, and is not very well known in China today, except in a few small areas that still defend the revival of Hanfu as the national dress of China.
Hanfu itself has a recorded history of more than 3,000 years. It was worn by the Han Chinese of the semi-legendary Xia Dynasty (c. 21st century BC - 16th century BC) and all the way to the Ming Dynasty (1368-1644).
Hanfu has been considered by the Han Chinese to be important as part of their culture. That wearing the right style of Hanfu is part of improving manners.
If the young man who had just hugged her and kept calling her 'mei-mei' was wearing the full outfit of a soldier from the past, and another young man not far from her was wearing Hanfu, could it be that the current Feng Ru Ai was thrown in the Xia dynasty or was it in the Ming dynasty in the past?
If so, this is really crazy!
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**TBC
September 8, 2019**