[Princess Sissi] Apocalypse

<[Sissi] Apocalypse of a Lady>

Author: Mizuki Dragon

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The noble daughter of the Republic of China crossed over to become the poor princess of the West

Hostess: Do you know how to eat tofu?

Male lead: Like this = 3 = (chirp~)

Hostess: Do you know the difference between a civilized man and a beast?

Male lead: Beasts don’t do this =3=(吹~)

The heroine: (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻ You are so weak, you stinky rascal!

One-sentence introduction: How can people fall in love with such a big cultural difference!

Content tags: historical drama through time and space Western Roman Court Marquis

Search keywords: Protagonist: Sissy┃Supporting role: ┃Others:

Silver Medal Editor's Choice:

The noble daughter of the country traveled to become Princess Elizabeth of Bavaria.She is elegant and beautiful. In the Vienna court, this princess, who has oriental elegance and modesty, but is firm and proud in her bones, will become the most beautiful Austrian queen.This is a romantic story about a noble lady from the Republic of China dressed as a Western princess and getting to know and fall in love with the young Austrian emperor.The author has a novel idea. When the conservative and reserved oriental elegance collides with the romantic and enthusiastic western emotions, how can people fall in love with such a big cultural difference? !

1. chapter 1

His hair is dark, short hair is the most fashionable at the moment, and it is a little messy now.

The collar of the shirt was raised high, clean and straight after washing, the complicated scarf inside was stuck with a diamond brooch, and there were some traces of smudges on the high-quality vest, because she got close, she smelled a bit of blood.

The reflection of the human body is smooth and visible on the dagger.

"Ding--"

There seemed to be such a voice in the air, and one long chestnut hair became two on the knife edge.

Looking at the blue-eyed man holding her neck with a dagger in front of her, Song Yi thought strangely:

"Shouldn't she go back to her 1939 home by moving a little closer?"

an hour ago.

The theater in Posenhofen, Bavaria was almost full, and the nobles from nearby came here to listen to a musical by a soprano named Deborah.

In just one month since her debut, the budding soprano has quickly become a favorite in Posenhofen, Bavaria.

It's summer now, but it's not hot in the theater.

The nobles who built this theater spent a lot of money, and the descendants of this family are now in the theater.

In the center of the theater, on the best seat, a girl about fifteen or sixteen years old is sitting on the seat with the best view.

Her long chestnut hair hangs down naturally, her nose is delicate, her jawline is still childlike, but her lips are as plump as roses. At this moment, she is staring at the stage with shining eyes, and the performance has not even begun.

"Sissy?" A voice woke her up.

Song Yi looked at the owner of the voice, the mother of this body—Princess Ludovica.

"You didn't like opera before, but now you like it. God bless you to continue this elegant hobby." Duchess Ludovica sighed or prayed.

Ludovika is only in her 30s, with fair skin and a slightly rounded face. Like her face, she has a plump figure. Now, she is the mother of six children, but she is still very young.

This seems to be the case for all foreigners. If it was in my time, there would probably be no good people with such a figure.

Hey, it has been half a month since I came to this place. Compared with the education I received before, this place is always too unreserved.

Let’s not talk about the kind of titles like dear sweetheart, the most embarrassing thing is that when people are excited, people always like to express their happiness and love with kisses, as if the boundaries between men and women are completely erased.

Ludovica often came to care for her during her "recovery" period, including a good night kiss every night. Every time Songyi accepted it, she felt that the hairs all over her body stood on end.

You know, the most education she has been exposed to since she was a child is that she can snuggle in the arms of her mother and nanny and act like a baby when she was a child. Kissing such a thing is unthinkable.

But no matter what, since we are in this era, we must integrate into it, because in the previous era, she was only called Zhang Songyi, but now, she also has a very complicated and awkward name-Princess Elizabeth Amalia Eugenie, The princess of foreigners.

"I like it now." Songyi said to Ludovica.

She does like opera.

Although she is the eldest daughter of the Zhang family and a daughter of a family during the Republic of China, thanks to her father, she also received some education from foreigners, and among them, opera is her favorite, and she also has an idol in opera.

Not to mention that she was fine, even if she was really sick, she would come here for the sake of the other party. After all, in this strange world, Deborah was almost the only connection she could resonate with that world.

"Have you got your smelling salts with you?"

Song Yi's current eldest sister, Helene asked.

Helene is a one-to-one beauty.Her beauty is almost impeccable, with exquisite facial features, milky skin, and her gentle and good temper.

"I have it, Helen." Song Yi smiled, her face was calm, but she was retorting softly in her heart.

"That's weird."

There is another strange custom in this place, which is similar to that of China in the old days. Because of the chest restraint, noble ladies often faint easily, and they are proud of this.What a deformity!If Song Yi had to choose whether to bind her feet or corset her chest, she would definitely choose...neither of them!

Binding small feet will cause deformity of the feet and make it impossible to walk. If you are not careful, you will die!

Therefore, when the maid was about to put on a corset for her, Song Yi said that she would ask Helene to help her, but in fact, after the maid left, she immediately put the corset into the closet and picked out a different one. Then you need to show your clothes with a small waist.

The seats are upholstered, and the theater is very comfortable compared to the outside.

Song Yi put her hands lightly on her knees and looked towards the stage. It was obvious that she was very excited to see her idol perform an opera.

The stage is huge.

After the time started, the actors staged one after another.

This is a tragedy, the core of the story is not important, throughout the ages, whenever a man and a woman are on stage at the same time, there is always some love and love. What Song Yi likes is the new first singer, a tall foreigner with long golden hair female.

Although she did not achieve consummation in love, after the death of the male protagonist, her strong appearance of resisting the enemy and her sonorous singing voice are like invisible sharp arrows, pointing directly at Song Yi's heart.

Deborah Vogt Fürstenburg.

I have to go see her!

After the actor's curtain call, Song Yi had only one thought in her mind.

"I'm going to the dressing room." Song Yi whispered to Ludovica, in this era, you can't say Gong but should say the dressing room.

"I'll accompany you there," Helene said.

Song Yi winked at Heleni, who blinked slowly, smiled before Ludovica spoke, and said, "If you have no problems, I won't accompany you there."

"Of course." Song Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and Ludovica told her to be careful on the way.

After coming out from there, Song Yi walked slowly and gracefully at first, as if she was wearing that deadly corset at the moment, pinching a small waist like a weak willow supporting the wind, but only waiting for people's eyes After disappearing, she quickened her pace, and it could even be said to be a light trot.

Backstage, here is her main purpose tonight.

The dressing room of the actors, Song Yi, has only been to Beijing opera performances, but I have never seen a foreigner's stage play.

A lot of colorful clothes, more feathers than a chicken farm, and some high-heeled shoes that are askew.

Song Yi was careful not to fall to the ground because of stepping on something. Fortunately, the actors were still preparing for the next scene, so they were relatively busy, and not many people paid attention to her.

first name.

Song Yi knows that this world is the same as her original world, just like in her time, as long as she became a character, there would always be something special, such as her own rest room, and for introverted people, revealing their names would be like It is the same as a criminal law, but for actors, it is an honor to post their names on the door to show their ownership.

She found Deborah Forget's lounge almost without difficulty.

Being able to meet her idol made Songyi a little excited, she tidied up her appearance, then knocked on the door, and a clear "please come in" made her happy.

Opening the door, the woman sitting on the makeup chair had long, shiny blond hair like ears of wheat, wearing a large tutu skirt, and her waist was as thin as it could be squeezed.

"My God, it's young Deborah!"

Song Yi screamed unreservedly in her heart, but she still maintained a calm expression decently on her face, but put her hands on her chest and held it firmly.

"Miss Deborah Vogt." Song Yi called out the name of her idol.

Miss Deborah, who was reading the songbook, raised her head and looked at Song Yi with a pair of pale blue eyes.

"you are?"

Song Yi took a deep breath, as if there were a lot of words stuck in her throat, the original words like "I like your performance very much", after meeting a familiar and kind person, all turned into words about that era. missing.

At that time, Deborah was already a world-renowned soprano singer, her singing voice