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At this time, the sun had just clocked in to work, and the slanting sun had not yet picked up the vitality and faintly penetrated into the room. Maybe I was frightened in the middle of the night last night, and the little bird that finally fell asleep again is still sleeping in the nest at the moment.

Silk ...... moved slightly, and she immediately gasped.

In such a quiet environment, she was even startled by the sound of her own gasps. It was a good thing, her chaotic mind was much clearer. Stiffening her neck, she could only take advantage of what was directly in front of her gaze.

The first entry is a whole piece of red. Fortunately, the early sun is not dazzling. Fingertips regained some sensation slightly, and she felt a slightly rough carpet beneath her. As far as the eye can see, what appears to be a lime patchwork stone floor is revealed beyond the carpet cover. The large blue-gray rock, with a surface that is not very flat, resembles the quaint floors of tourist attractions, especially Jongmyo Temple.

Looking down, she faintly saw a mahogany table leg. Her thoughts returned instantly, and she was so shocked that she suddenly propped up her upper body, her eyes were still firmly fixed on the mahogany table legs, and as she kept getting up, her eyes continued to rise, and she saw the whole quaint mahogany round table clearly.

"Boom!" "Silk-" She staggered and kicked the low stool lying at her feet, and the pain in her foot reawakened her sense of pain all over her body.

She slept in a slumber on the cold stone floor for half the night, and even though she was separated by a carpet, the cold and hard ground still made her body suffer. It was all the credit that she was able to stand up just now, but now that she feels back, in addition to the pain, there is only stiffness left in her body, ano, and unbearable heat.

She closed her eyes depressedly, and it was clear that she had a high fever.

The soles of Hongguo's feet felt a pleasant cool air at the right time. This further validates her judgment. It's cold, but it's so comfortable.

She had already seen that this was a real ancient house. It's not flashy, but it's not shabby either.

She saw the bronze mirror on the other side, but she didn't have the courage to take another look at herself for the time being.

Carefully avoiding the round stool at her feet and the fragments of a few porcelain cups, she snorted and walked with difficulty towards the ancient bed, which was not very far away. It's really not far, only one or two meters, and normally a few big strides away. However, she could only move small steps at this time, and her whole body protested against her with each step. Not to mention the stiffness in the body, the brain began to mix again within a few seconds, and the vision was blurred.

No, she had to hold on until she got back to bed. She already has a high fever, and if she falls asleep on the stone floor again, will she be able to wake up?

She's already died once, and a miracle happened, even if, even if it was ......

She grabbed the edge of the bed with both hands, and the joy of the mission cleared her eyes for a moment. Then she closed her eyes in frustration and turned over to bed with the last of her strength, never opening her eyes again.

However, even with her eyes closed, her mind was still clearly imprinted with the pair of fat pig hands that had just been 'herself'. The fat pig's hands were connected, and she inevitably also aimed at 'herself' pair of fat pig arms.

For three seconds, the big pie face of 'herself' reflected in the bronze mirror that she had stared at for three seconds also flashed into her mind.

She silently moved, a fold squeezing out more tangled between the two thick eyebrows on her closed eyes. And she was pinching her belly in her hands.

Damn! It's really a fat pig! The kind that is extremely fat, and the belly is no longer a three-layer swimming ring, but a whole mass of fat meat. There is so much meat that you can't tell the layers when you squeeze them together.

"Ugh—" she let out a long sigh, the furrow between her brows stretched. Thanks to this body of fat, she slept on the stone floor for half the night with a high fever, and it was not a big deal.

After lying on the bed for a while, in addition to the soreness in my whole body under the influence of high fever, the stiffness has disappeared most of the time. Her head was still dizzy, but she couldn't sleep.

She's crossed over, hasn't she?

Although she had never eaten pork, she had heard of pig runs. When she was in high school, she was so focused on her studies that she hadn't read any novels or TV series, but at that time, other female classmates in the class, and even some male classmates, were often discussing some novels or TV series that crossed the plot.

How much of her condition at the moment suited the situation of soul piercing. Say not surprised, say not scared, say not panic...... It's all a lie. But she was more surprised, more glad, and more happy, God killed her once, but gave her a second chance, didn't it?

She Chen Zhener has always been optimistic and strong.

Let's face up to her current situation.

The moment before her death resurfaced in her mind because of the high fever.

At that time, the plane had already reached the border of American airspace in the Pacific Ocean. The scheduled flight would have been an hour and a half away. But they seemed to linger in the same place for a long time. She didn't know, because the small TV in the passenger seat couldn't switch to the flight itinerary anymore for some unknown time, or even before. Because she had been watching a movie before, that movie continued to play. Looking out of the window, there are always dense clouds below, and the blue sea that stretches as far as the eye can see through the clouds.

There have been quite a few people among the passengers who have made a fuss.

She was in the front row of economy class, and it was easy to hear the noise coming from the front cabin and the high cabin. It sounded like a man was going to be late for a meeting, and when he asked the flight attendant when he couldn't get an accurate answer on when he would be able to arrive, he pushed the flight attendant and wanted to squeeze into the captain's room and reason with the captain in person.

The joy in her heart, which was about to return to American soil, was also a little flustered because of the noise ahead that brought doubts in her heart. Problematic!

Also sitting in her seat for too long, she got up and quietly walked to the front as well. She didn't come to make trouble, she just wanted to be far away, and try to get as close as possible, to hear with her own ears what was going on, so that the plane would not continue to move forward.

Everything happened so fast.

The male passenger, who was over forty years old in a suit and leather shoes, easily pushed away two or three flight attendants who were blocking him, and stood at the door of the captain's cabin in a few big steps. "Bang, bang, bang!" slammed the door of the captain's room, harder and louder.

The knocking sound made her even more flustered and irritable.

She was irritable, and the people in the captain's room must have been even more irritable.

The door to the captain's room opened. Unexpectedly, the first person to show up on the road was not the captain, nor anyone, but a black hole muzzle!

She didn't quite understand, and she only had time to glance at it from a distance.

"Bang!" The next moment, the gun rang out.

The man who had slammed the door fell to the ground on his back suddenly, but he was not dead, and the next moment he was trembling and could not get up again, so he turned and crawled backwards on all fours.

"Ahh The crowd rushed backwards in a panic.

Through the panicked crowd, she was still frozen in place, vaguely visible. There should be only one bandit in the captain's room. Taking advantage of the gap when the man turned around, the captain did not save his life, but chose to bravely sneak attack. The first shot was when the bandit was suddenly attacked from behind by the captain and misfired.

However, the bandit was strong.

Soon, the gunshots rang out again. Two people in the scuffle, one of them did not move. It was the captain who didn't move. He was shot accurately in the chest, and before he died, he just fell backwards by inertia, so that he could not die and crash into the console.

Passenger planes that fly for a long time are supposed to be autonomous in the middle of the flight. The captain's collision canceled the autopilot. And she couldn't see clearly, when the captain finally slipped off the control panel, a raised arm seemed to grasp a joystick, which was pulled down as his weight sank.

The bandit was also panicked, but he tapped a few times on the control panel indiscriminately, and did not know how to operate the plane. In the other seat next to him, the co-pilot had already been knocked unconscious by him.

Instantly, the siren sounded. It was hard to pinpoint who was floating in the air, but she just felt that the plane suddenly tilted to one side. And the discomfort of the eardrum in her ear let her know that the plane was sagging rapidly.

She looked back in a trance, and not far away she had a respirator hanging from her seat. Everyone next to him had respirators hanging from the top of their heads.

It was the first time she had seen it fall with her own eyes. Not in the movies, but she's on this plane!

What was going on in her mind at that time? It was a blank slate.

In the next moment, she only remembered that the plane exploded instantly......

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts......, it hurts," and his body with a high fever really hurts. The body with a high fever hurts like this, so if the body is swallowed by the tongue of fire in an instant......

I don't remember feeling that pain, she should, instantaneously...... Let's die.

When I opened my eyes again, the sun was officially at work.

Looking sideways, she re-examined the room she was in. It doesn't look like a poor house or a maid's room, 'she' seems to be a young lady?

But strangely, if she was a young lady, why did she have a high fever, and even lay on the ground for half the night without anyone noticing her, and taking care of her?

'She' is an unfavored young lady, isn't she?

Looking at the furnishings of this room, she confirmed her guess.

"Squeak-" Suddenly, there was the sound of the door opening not far away. She subconsciously closed her eyes.

The sound of very light footsteps came from far to near, but did not come to her bed, and seemed to stop at the round table not far away.

"Dah. Click. There was also a slight sound of the table dropping, as if some dishes had been placed on the table.

"Miss. Miss?" different from the footsteps, it seemed that a maid called her twice in a big thick voice.

She couldn't help but answer. Although she accepted the reality that she had worn out, she didn't know how to deal with it yet. I knew that the maid was calling her, but the title of 'Miss' was still very unfamiliar.

"Isn't she awake yet?" heard the voice of another maid in the distance, as if she had waited by the door and not entered.

"Miss?" the maid at the table called out to her again, and then replied to the maid by the door in the same loud voice, "I guess I haven't woken up yet." ”

"Then why don't you come out quickly?" Although the maid by the door spoke much softer than the maid at the table, the sentence was a little sharp.

"This is coming out. The maid at the table was silent for a moment, and by feeling she felt the maid poking her head in her direction.

"Don't eat it. The maid by the door exclaimed.

"It's okay, didn't Dr. Zhang say it, she just had a cold and didn't catch the epidemic. This is bird's nest porridge, anyway, she hasn't eaten it once in the past two days, it's too wasteful...... Snoring...... Snoring ......"

"Alas, you...... Just finished eating?" The maid by the door said in a tone with a hint of pity, and muttered in a low voice, "I won't take a bite." ”

"Huh, you want to eat it too? The maid at the table picked up the empty bowl and walked towards the door.

"Forget it, in fact, even if you really give it to me, I won't dare to eat it. Dr. Zhang said not that she only had a wind cold and did not contract the epidemic, but that she may have only had a wind cold, not like she was infected with the epidemic. Who knows......"

She couldn't hear the next words clearly, and the two maids had already closed the door and walked away.

Only then did she dare to open her eyes again and look in the direction of the round table.

There was also a bowl on the table, steaming hot. She thought, it must be a decoction.

She lay still for a few more moments, until the heat in the bowl on the table had almost dissipated, and then she struggled to prop herself up, and then walked to the table with difficulty. Sure enough, it's a decoction. She frowned at the turmeric liquid in the bowl, but still took the bowl and drank it in one gulp.

Fortunately, I was very sick and had a dull sense of taste.

"Gollum ......"

"Alas—" she sighed, alas!

Bird's nest porridge, she's so hungry.

She looked in the direction of the doorway, but finally returned to bed without saying a word. Let's sleep, just sleep until noon, and the two maids should come to bring her food.

But she still couldn't sleep for a while. She wondered again.

She was sick, so the maid sent a decoction, and breakfast was also an easy-to-swallow and nutritious hot porridge, or bird's nest porridge. Bird's nest must be only owned by a rich family, which confirms her identity as a rich lady. But she's an unfavored young lady, isn't she?

She slept on the ground and no one noticed her in the middle of the night. Just now, the two maids actually secretly drank her porridge, and left after drinking, and they didn't come to serve her to drink medicine, so rude, no matter how you look at it, it is treated only by unfavored young ladies.

But the problem is still with the bowl of bird's nest porridge. An unfavored young lady will have bird's nest porridge to drink?

Was it because of the plague of the Rausch? If she guessed correctly, it should be the kind of plague disease that the ancients avoided and feared. If she might have had that disease, there would have been an explanation for her being isolated in the house at this point, and no one wanted to come near her.

It's not right, the loud maid hasn't drunk her porridge yet.

It seems that she was only forcibly suspected of being an epidemic, but in fact everyone knows that she just has a severe cold. She has the treatment she should have, the maid, the bird's nest porridge, but the fishing in troubled waters is the real thing. No instructions from above are real instructions, and the maid dares to treat the young lady like this?

So she thought, she's a young lady with status but not favored, right?

In addition, according to her intuition, she may have become a motherless child again, but there should still be a father, but the father is not at home. Now the top person in the family is the stepmother.

In ancient times, there were groups of wives and concubines of rich and noble families, and it was not difficult for her to guess. She hasn't seen her father and mother come to visit 'her' for so long, and she believes that as long as she is her own father and mother, she will not ignore 'her' who is seriously ill.

With the treatment of that bowl of bird's nest porridge, she has already judged that 'she' is a young lady with status, so 'her' mother can't be an unfavored concubine with a low status. And if 'her' mother is a living lady with a proper name, then 'she' will definitely be taken care of by the front and back. If 'her' mother is a favored living concubine, 'her' will be treated similarly. If not, 'her' poor unfavored concubine will definitely come to take care of her secretly.

The last one has already been overthrown. The second was also overthrown. 'She' is a young lady with status but not favored, then 'her' mother must have status, as for whether she is favored or not, anyway, 'she' is not favored, and 'her' mother is no longer alive.

And her lack of favor is also relative. Still with that bowl of bird's nest porridge, the ancient man was the biggest in the family, and 'her' father still cared about 'her', so 'her' treatment was still there. A father who can keep 'her' basic treatment can't really not love 'her', but he doesn't have time to spoil 'her' because he is not at home.

So, there are no tigers in the mountains, monkeys...... cough cough...... 'her' father's other wives and concubines began to take care of them openly and bully 'her' secretly.

It's not that she's too big-brained. She was sure that her analysis was correct. Or with that bowl of bird's nest porridge. If 'she' is a poor young lady who is not loved by her father at home and not loved by her mother at home, where does she get bird's nest porridge to drink?

Although in fact, she didn't drink the bowl of bird's nest porridge. Bird's nest porridge, bird's nest porridge......

"Gollum ......"

"Miss?" was still the surprisingly loud voice.

"Huh?" she replied in a daze.

"Ah, Miss, are you awake?" The loud-voiced maid was quite kind, and knew that she was awake, so she came over to help her up.

"Miss, I'll help you to the table for lunch. The loud maid said and propped up one of her arms.

"Lunch?...... Okay!" I don't know when she fell asleep in a daze, and only then did she really wake up when she heard the word lunch. By the rough voice of the maid's arm, she wanted to get up, but a wave of dizziness came, and she stumbled back on the bed, causing the maid to stumble.

"Jing'er, come and help!"

"Oh. ”

After a while, the other arm was also supported. Only then did she glance at the two maids.

The two maids were only fourteen or fifteen years old. The little faces were all clean and tidy, one with a straight expression, and the other looked a little reluctant. They both looked very thin. Four thin arms hugged her two fat pig arms, which made her arms even thicker.

Not to mention, these two maids look thin and thin, and their hands are quite strong. It just so happened that one of the loud-voiced maid's hands was holding her arm, and the other hand, the palm of the hand touched her bare wrist, and the touch was a little rough. She had guessed before that these two maids might be rough maids in the kitchen, who were not specifically responsible for taking care of her.

She gritted her teeth and exerted all her strength before she stood up with the support of the two maids. When she stood up, she found that the two maids were more than half a head shorter than her. In order to help her up, the two maids had blushed in an instant.

The work in the kitchen is not light, and it is not too heavy. These two maids have good arm strength, but the fault is that she is too fat.

Alas. After suffering, the two girls had to help her to sit down at the table. It's really that she has just gotten up and used all her strength, and now she is really powerless to walk by herself.

"Grunt!" I had a high fever and was dizzy, and my stomach was hungry.

On the table was a bowl of porridge, two side dishes, and a bowl of soup and medicine.

She didn't say anything, she lifted the porridge bowl and swallowed it in three or two bites, "Is there anything else? ”

"Ahh

She chased the figure of the rough-voiced maid and found a casserole on the desk next to her, and there was a lot of white porridge in it. Vaguely she also saw another plate hidden behind the casserole, which seemed to have some pastries on it?

She didn't bother with the plate of pastries for a while, and happily drank another bowl of porridge and another bowl, and ate the two plates of side dishes.

"Ahh

The rough-voiced maid laughed blatantly and said, "Miss, the medicine is here, you can drink it later." Then Jing'er and I will go first. ”

She nodded noncommittally, and only then did she say when the two maids had cleaned up the dishes and tucked them away to take the plate of pastries with them, "Rough voice...... Jing'er, you are so caring, bring me that plate of pastries directly, so that I don't have to walk over and get it myself. ”

The pastry was originally held in the hands of the rough-voiced maid. The two maids were stunned for a moment, and Jing'er hurriedly took the pastry plate from the rough voice maid's hand, brought it over and put it in front of her. Then the two maidens flew away.

Yo! Do you know you're afraid of her?

She smiled and picked up the medicine bowl. Although she had just finished eating, she should have taken medicine every hour and a half, but she really wanted to go back to bed as soon as possible, so she just drank it.

Well, it's good, she can already taste the sour and bitter taste, which proves that she is better.

In fact, when she ate just now, she had already tasted the salty and umami taste of the already light side dishes, and she was really hungry, so she had a good appetite. She was already so full, and she didn't mean to tease the two maids, she wanted to keep the pastries just to clear her mouth after eating the bitter medicine.

Chinese medicine, it's not difficult to drink it in one gulp, and the aftertaste is really disgusting. It's coming!

"Evil!" a strong feeling of vomiting hit, and she quickly grabbed the pastry and stuffed it into her mouth.

Well, it's not bad. Sweet but not greasy, and a faint fragrance of plum blossoms. No wonder the two maids coveted this plate of pastries that didn't look very good. It's delicious.

After eating a piece, she greedily grabbed another piece, but accidentally turned around and shone her face on the evil bronze mirror.

She was stunned for three seconds, then silently put down the pastry in her hand, then returned to bed depressedly, and then closed her eyes depressedly.

That face, what a pig's head!

Eat and eat, and face eat?