"I can't remember a lot of things about my illness. How long have you been by my side?Can you tell us about the past?" Ran Ziwan smiled and looked at the maid who was methodically grooming and dressing her, her spring breeze-like eyes were full of expectation, and she couldn't say how calm she was.

"Zique and Zimian followed Miss when they were young, Miss is the tip of the ancestor's heart, and she is the only daughter left by the Lord of Chaoyang, the righteous sister of the Lord of Heaven and Dynasty. Since I was a child, I grew up in the evening pavilion of our palace, and the old prince and the old lady love you more than all the granddaughters in the house, and they have found a good family for the young lady since they were young. It was the later Young Master Ling Feng of the Prime Minister's Mansion,!".

"Freshen up, let's go for a walk. "Ran Ziwan didn't want to hear about the various characters who used to represent harm, but now they are meaningless. She is now Ran Ziwan's rebirth, even if there is less than a year left. She still wants to live a free and bright self, the rights and wrongs of this body before, people and things should have been submerged a long time ago, at least in Ran Ziwan's heart.

The windows of ancient times are different from those of modern times, and there should be no glass windows that are almost transparent in that world. Basking in the sun in the house is nothing more than a sparse beam of light at best

Zimian looked at her sister Xie's expression, and a stone in her heart was a little breathless, and she said as if reminding. "Miss used to groom in the Nannuan Hall every morning, you said you like the sunshine there, so in fact, your boudoir is not appropriate enough to say that it is the evening pavilion, in fact, it is the Nannuan Palace. ”

It's good everywhere in this boudoir, but I think it's always a little cold in April.

"Miss doesn't have to go out to bask in the sun, we have a special place for you to bask in the sun. "Purple finches chirp.

Ran Ziwan suddenly felt a shock awakening, in the eyes of anyone, she was such an indispensable, omnipotent, and even a perfect legend. However, if a person is too legendary, it is inevitable that he will be burdened with endless rumors.

Some people say that the women of the Lin clan are iron-fisted and strong, and the ghosts are afraid of three points!

Some people say that she is the "white bone spirit" in the archaeological world, and she is ruthless, and everything is cold.

Some say she is

Among the thousands of rumors in that life, some people called it "Night Spirit". According to rumors, the Lin clan's ability to act is especially better in the dark night, and she has not slept for ten years.

Maybe no one knows that the girl who has such rumors has always had the same problem of recognizing the bed as a little girl.

And after more than a month of cultivation, I didn't realize that I didn't have the unstable feeling of my previous life until today, and it was like someone in my own home.

In that life, no matter where Ran Zi went to archaeology or play late, as long as she left her bedroom, no matter how hard and tired she was, she would never sleep peacefully. On the contrary, because of her own habit, she has such a legend.

"Ye Ling'er?" Thinking of this, the corners of Ran Ziwan's mouth twitched, everything in that life was cut off from him like this, time and space were reversed, leaving no room for anything.

Sure enough, people who are in a desperate situation will become different.

When I arrived in another world, I woke up and saw another sky, dressed in another costume, and my soul was imprisoned in another person's body, obviously everything was different, why did the face in the mirror be exactly the same as my own, no difference. What's at stake in this?

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When I went to Lin Yuan in that life, my grandfather looked at the starry sky with his hands and said to Murphy: "Fei'er is here, Lin is here." ”

"Whose old man is so nagging, every time it's the same sentence, people's good ears are going to be cocooned. Can you change it to another word next time, even if it's synonymous? It's these six words every time. Alas, grandma must not be able to stand your nagging and leave early. Murphy smirked and tugged at Lao Lin Gong's beard, and his mischievous appearance was extremely cute. She will only show the most innocent side of a child in front of her grandfather, and she is a demonic and ruthless "white bone spirit" in front of outsiders.

"You stinky girl, no big or small!" Old Lin Gong stretched out his hand to pull back his white beard that was grabbed by Murphy Yu's hand, and scolded a little desolately.

"Grandpa, in fact, you can say next time: 'Fei'er is dead, Lin is dead'. The meaning is the same!Ehahaha" In front of Lao Lin Gong, Murphy has always been so heartless.

Fei'er won't die, my granddaughter won't" said, Lao Lin Gong was in tears after all, and he was unspeakably sad.

It is a sense of powerlessness in old age, a sentimentality that has gone through all the vicissitudes of life but will be lost forever.

"Grandpa" Murphy didn't know how to convince her, although she didn't seem so serious, but since she was a child, Grandpa said that sentence countless times. Although her grandfather didn't tell her the reason, it was just that kind of destined, so that Murphy has been waiting inexplicably since she was a child, waiting for that unknown fate.

Later, Murphy had an accident in the tomb, and Grandpa's words became the last nagging to Murphy. Murphy never had a chance to hear again, and he could no longer pull at the old man's hundred-year-old beard.

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Ran Ziwan kneaded his eyebrows. The past is dark and untraceable, and since the destined fate has come, she has only one life waiting for her. "Then why did I sleep in this place yesterday?"

"Because yesterday was the death day of our late princess, Princess Chaoyang, you will be staying in the backyard of the Evening Pavilion at this time of year. The purple sparrow's voice was soft, like a sigh. "So, as your custom was, yesterday you stayed in the Evening Pavilion. ”

"Every year, it's like this?" Ran Ziwan muttered softly, always feeling that some joints were not clear in her heart, could it be that Nan Nuan Hall was just for her to bask in the sun since she was a child?" Ran Ziwan seemed to have some memory, got up unhurriedly, and drank the last bit of ginseng soup.

The South Warm Hall is located in the south direction of the Evening Pavilion, the two sides are surrounded by mountains, the middle is slightly lower, the whole looks like a round of sleeping Xuanyue, but the lowest part of the South Warm Hall is also higher than the highest pavilion in the palace. The interior of the house is not clean, and it is slightly soaked with water vapor. The window seemed to be transparent, like a glass mirror of that world, but a closer look surprised Ran Ziwan. There are more than 100 pieces of windows in the south direction of the warm hall, it is pure natural white crystal, the remaining three sides of the warm hall are next to the bluestone wall, the inside side is all paved with more than half a foot thick natural amethyst with rich color, the wall pillar and the ground are clear white natural marble, wrapped with the same half a foot of more than half a foot of amethyst, the thickness and shape are completely connected with the white jade stone carving railing.

As far as this era is concerned, although agate jade, rare jade, silver and gold, and pearl coral are not available to ordinary people, such a natural crystal that comes from the deep sea and has such a pure color, such a large diameter, no impurities, and a little mist filled with it, is not something that ordinary rich people dare to hope for. It seems that in addition to the south direction, the south warm hall itself is equivalent to tightly hidden in the bluestone, there is a bluestone support package under it, and then there is a marble tamping and paving, the amethyst with a thickness of more than half a foot is the most luxurious thing in the world, and the warm hall as a whole is already magnificent and indestructible. The function of the ore magnetic field on the human body should not be underestimated, no wonder this warm hall is so comfortable, as if it can receive all the sunshine in the world.

Because of Ran Zi's late background or can be said to be innate, she prefers amethyst, likes the gorgeous and evil, persistent and independent, like herself.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of that world are literally heavenly in comparison. Surrounded by a light warm veil, lilac poured around the warm pavilion, mysterious and peaceful. The sunlight in the warm pavilion is refracted through, as if there is a rainbow shuttling between the green vines and violets, like a fairyland. I really don't know how she, a fatherless and motherless young lady, can have such a good place to go. It is really the two ancestors of Duanwangfu who spoiled her very much.

"It's so beautiful!" Ran Ziwan stretched out her white fingers, as if caressing every beam of light that came in, her face was crystal clear in the sun, her posture was graceful, and the whole person was like a fairy in the dust, and she couldn't tell the beauty of her unknown debut.

"Miss, according to your habits, everything that Granny Bian will bathe in the hot springs has been prepared for you. Zique stood with his hands down.

"Medicinal bath?" Ran Ziwan looked sideways at the depths of the Warm Palace, which was the side of the Warm Pavilion on the mountain, and with Murphy's knowledge of the geomorphology that she needed to study due to archaeology, she knew that it should be the best hot spring water.

Ran Ziwan caressed the wall of the amethyst with her hand as she walked towards the depths of the hot spring. Amethyst is warm to the touch, and Murphy believes that different crystals have different powers, either to protect the lord or to attract wealth, in short, there are countless effects. Entering the inner room, the eye is a blood-soaked agate bath, the color of the agate and the warm hall of the night bed a color, except for the shape and size of the difference, no matter how you look at the same agate carved out.

Based on Ran Ziwan's experience, the reason why this Nannuan Hall was built in this way is obviously to cater to the topography of this natural hot spring and the reason why the sun shines in the south. Crystal, white jade, bluestone, agate is the tentacle of cold utensils, but the south warm hall flowing below is the millennium hot spring, the water vapor is pervasive, the sun is intertwined between the green vines and flowers, it is not an exaggeration to say that the four seasons are like spring. Only they can absorb the sun of heaven and earth during the day, and not leak the slightest evil wind at night, no wonder this should be cold and piercing utensils have become warm and warm personal objects. If it is replaced with ordinary wood, I am afraid that it will not be able to withstand the warm and moist air emitted by this hot spring, and it is easy to decay, not to mention, I am afraid that it will hurt the body after absorbing the water vapor.

Zique and Zimian reached out at the same time to pick up the bead curtain in front of their own young lady, Ran Ziwan stopped quietly and couldn't help but reach out and stroke the bead curtain in front of her, which was still a little shaky, curious that it was played with but there was no annoying sound of pearl cui, it seemed very quiet, she liked it very much.

Oh, it turned out to be Bodhi, and it was still Xingyue Bodhi. The size of each tree is almost the same, and the color and luster can not be seen, so it is strung into a bead curtain and hangs upside down in front of you, no matter how others provoke, they still do not make waves, and the entire Nannuan Hall is afraid that it is such a Bodhi bead curtain. Could it be that this Ran Zi was a surprised master who recited the Buddha in the evening? But it was obviously rumored that she was an arrogant and domineering lady! This is very different from the generosity and calmness of a person who eats fasting and recites the Buddha, right? Murphy shook his head, alas! What a strange girl!

"Mademoiselle has been in the habit of taking a medicated bath every morning for many years, without exception. Zique bowed his head and added while serving Ran Ziwan and withdrawing his clothes.

Although she felt that this body was weak, as far as Ran Ziwan's medical skills were concerned, the cause of the spread on the street that she would not live to twenty-eight was not detected. Even this body is far from being as prostrated as it seems on the outside, to the point that it seems to have endless tenacity and essence. It seems that this Ran Ziwan is not just a princely sick girl who eats and waits for death, she doesn't seem to be like the one that is spread in Kyoto. It's just that this medicinal bath is really comfortable, and the old ginseng, angelica, and condensate in it are already rare, which shows that this pharmacology is not something that ordinary princes and generals can afford.