The water slave didn't know that she had been wandering in the dark for a long time, and that this wandering might just be her illusion, in fact, she had only been frozen in one place from the beginning, and had never moved a single bit. The brain is also filled with this darkness, and I can't think of anything, and I don't want to think about it in my selfish heart.

I don't know how long it took, but just when she thought her life was frozen in this moment, a light suddenly lit up in the distance, a very beautiful red light.

The water slave walked into the light step by step. It was a world she knew and yet unfamiliar with. Familiar because it was where she grew up, and all the people in it were her father, her mother, and everyone she knew, and strange because there was herself in that "everyone", and she was looking at her life from a completely unfamiliar perspective.

Seeing himself being flattered and respected, and seeing the favor of his father and mother. And also...... The queen mother's painful ** when she gave birth, and the anger of the father. As soon as the picture turned, she saw the queen mother lying in a luxurious coffin with a pale face, full of vegetarian eyes! What was she doing at that time?

By the way! On a night when the guards were lax, she slipped quietly under the coffin of the queen mother and knelt silently. She hid there and knelt for two days, until the palace was almost over. After that, my father, who had not rested for many days, found her who was already unconscious next to the coffin, and his father's eyes were blood-red and he held her tightly in his arms.

The water slave watched helplessly from the side like a transparent person, and silently told himself: It turns out that this is the second time that my father can't find her, I don't know how my father spent these days when he was missing, and those femme fatales in the palace have been cold and gloating in front of his father?

The heart seems to have been peeled open with a sharp blade, and the scene flashes and a knife is cut, until only a piece of numbness remains.

Then, it was Mingzhao's birth, and she saw his little one lying in her arms, with eyebrows and eyes similar to herself, and similar lips to the queen mother. After that, Li Lingrong finally couldn't tolerate her, her secret was too earth-shattering, and Sima Junbi was the controller of her secret. So she changed from Sima Junbi to a water slave, from a princess to a slave, all the way to the present.

Right now...... What's happening now?

Her father is dead!

After the queen mother, another relative left her. This time, she didn't even have the right to kowtow in front of her father's coffin.

Those memories are farther and farther away from her world, and gradually, only a distant and pale future remains. The water slave suddenly felt a headache, then his hands and feet, and his whole body began to ache. It's like accumulating the pain of every knife before.

The water slave woke up again three days later. During this period, there were no other symptoms except for the coma, and Dr. Su was invited by Yin Nuan several times a day, and each time the conclusion was that the depression was too deep, the heart was sad, and typhoid fever was the lead, so it was difficult to wake up for a while. Yin Nuan asked people to invite other food doctors, disease doctors and even veterinarians, and the conclusion was that all of them said that heart disease was difficult to treat.

Yin Nuan had no choice but to let people guard day and night, afraid that the water slave would wake up in the middle of the night and no one would take care of him.

When the water slave woke up, it was night, but there were many candles lit in the house, which were as bright as day, which made her a little puzzled for a while. The screen in front of the bed was removed, and the room was extremely spacious, and Ah Yuan and Rong Liu were lying on the couch opposite the bed, sleeping very soundly. On the curved foot table next to the bed, a person sat sideways on the curved foot table, the shadow under the light seemed a little small, he held a scroll in his hand, and was chanting softly.

Probably because of his extreme concentration, he didn't even notice that the patient on the bed had been awake for a while, and was staring at the tent on the top of the bed with his eyes open, and there was no sound.

Half a sound, there was a sound of snorting outside the window, Yin Nuan put down the scroll, sighed, rubbed his eyes and looked at the person on the bed, and after looking at the person on the bed, he rubbed his eyes again.

"Water slaves?"

"Gorou-kun. The water slave's voice was very hoarse, "What happened to the lady in the story?"

Yin Nuan was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that she was talking about the novel she had just read in front of her window, newly bought in the bookstore, and because she thought the story was novel and interesting, she wanted to read it to her in front of the water slave's bed.

The ending was very good, the lady dressed as a man found her husband on the battlefield and returned to her hometown to farm peacefully and happily. Yin Nuan got up and tested the temperature of her forehead, and asked softly, "What else are you uncomfortable?"

In such a battle where no one survived, her husband would not survive no matter how much he had the ability to reach the sky, and she was only a mortal; and she was just a weak woman, thrown into the battlefield like a moth to a fire, at most it was just the end of a ghost dreaming of returning to her hometown; not to mention, how could such a troubled world come to live and work in peace and contentment?

It's just that Yin Nuan wants to give her a good ending, so she believes it.

Yin Nuan asked her again, "Do you want to drink some water?"

The water slave nodded, only feeling that his throat was on fire, and he really wanted to drink water, so he didn't care about the etiquette, and sat up with Yin Nuan's strength. Yin Nuan put a pillow behind her, and then got up to pour water for him, although he was used to being served, these things were also gentle and meticulous.

Yin Nuan poured her a glass of water, and the water slave drank it with his hand, and only after his throat was moistened a little, did he say again:

"Thank you, Gorou-kun!"

"You're welcome!" Yin Nuan smiled and pointed to Ah Yuan and the others who were sitting on the couch not far away, "They have only been asleep for a short time, so it's hard to wake them up." ”

The water slave paused, and when his body was stronger, he took the teacup in Yin Nuan's hand and drank some more water, before asking in a low voice:

"Gorou-kun, the maid has been in a coma for a long time, so it will bring so much trouble to everyone?"

"Three days. Yin Nuan said, "It's good for you to wake up, Ah Yuan and they are also relieved, don't rain on a rainy day next time." ”

The water slave nodded, half loudly, and asked in a low voice: "After the maid fell into a coma that day, didn't you hear what Ah Yuan said later, and what did the holy decree say later?

She asked a little cautiously, afraid that Yin Nuan would wonder why she, a maid with a status and status, would be so interested in things above the temple.

Yin Nuan looked at her and didn't ask anything, but said: "The holy decree said that the first emperor was called Emperor Jing'an, and Sima Yun, the evil king of Lang, succeeded to the throne, and tomorrow it will be announced to the world, and the holy decree of that day was drawn up by the new emperor." ”

"That's it!" As if the strength of the water slave was suddenly exhausted, he slowly lay back on the bed and did not speak again.

"Water slave?" Yin Nuan asked a little anxiously, "But what's uncomfortable, but you want me to bring you some porridge?"

"The servant thanked Gorou-kun, but now I can't eat it. ”

"It's better to rest for a while!" Yin Nuan paused, and then asked slowly, "Water slave, what nightmare did you have before?

The water slave looked at the tent in a daze, and only spoke in a low voice after half a sound.