"Hmm," the person on the bed muttered, slowly opening his eyes, but everything as far as the eye could see was too antique, whether it was the bed, the furniture, the floor, or the walls and ceiling, "What kind of place is this?!" I must be drunk and confused, and I haven't woken up yet! Hehe. ”

The woman on the bed smirked and closed her eyes again, but the board beneath her was painful. After struggling for a while, Leng Ruolan finally gave up and opened her eyes, and then the one she had seen before entered her eyes again without any change, "Ah, what the hell is going on?!" ”

The body, accustomed to the soft bed, couldn't stand the sloppy plank, sat up from the bed, glanced at the snow-white silk clothes on his body, and then held back the pair of embroidered shoes under the bed, decided not to torture his head anymore, and slowly put on his shoes and walked to the door. Fortunately, as soon as she opened the door, she heard a sentence: "Miss, you are up, why don't you ask Xiyu to go in and serve?" ”

Leng Ruolan breathed a sigh of relief when she met someone who could communicate so quickly, but after listening to the words of the woman who called herself Xiyu, she felt even more weird. Listen to her tone, as if I should know her and know that she is waiting outside the door. But the problem is that I haven't seen her at all! The qiē I've seen since I woke up is too weird, so I'd better hurry up and finish my clothes and leave. He said politely, "Uh, Xiyu, please help me bring my clothes, okay?" Thank you. ”

Xiyu looked up at Leng Ruolan strangely, Miss today spoke strangely. On the surface, he remained silent, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Miss's clothes were prepared last night and placed next to the bed, doesn't Miss want to wear that set?" ”

Leng Ruolan secretly thought in her heart: "The clothes are not mine, I want my original clothes now." He said politely, "Well, no." Before he finished speaking, he was picked up by the man named Xiyu.

Xiyu thought that the young lady was not satisfied with the clothes Xiyu chose. Since Miss has no problem with clothes, let Xiyu serve you to dress and make up. ”

"Oh, no need, you bring my original clothes, and I'll change them myself, thank you."

"The original clothes? Miss, what's wrong with you today? What Xiyu prepared for Miss is Miss's clothes. Without waiting for Leng Ruolan to speak, she left the room without permission, and came back with a washbasin soon after.

Leng Ruolan was made even bigger by Xi Yu's words, and habitually grabbed a handful of hair in her hands, but the whole person was stunned, as if she saw something unbelievable.

Is my hair that long? I'm proud of my hair, but it's definitely not as long as it is now! This is not a waist-length Cheng dù, it should be called hip-length!

When Xiyu came back from the water, she saw her young lady standing at the door with a shocked face, still holding a handful of hair in her hand.

"Miss, Miss!" Today's young lady is really too strange, she speaks strange things, and even people look weird now.

Hearing the cry of Xiyu, Leng Ruolan suddenly came back to her senses. Facing Shang Xiyu's inquiring eyes, he quietly put down the hair in his hand and said calmly, "Come in," said and naturally turned around and walked into the room, the previous unnaturalness had been hidden without a trace.

Xi Yuhu glanced at Leng Ruolan's back suspiciously, although she still felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't say anything. Bring the hot water into the room and place it on the wooden shelf, then go back and close the door.

Glancing at the basin on the shelf, he had no intention of washing his face. Because I know that the one named Xiyu will help me clean up properly. Leng Ruolan now understands a little bit that she may have come to a strange time and space, maybe she traveled like the TV said, or she just didn't wake up and was still in a dream. But no matter what the situation is, she knows that she can't act rashly, and she can only brake quietly and see that she is walking. Growing up in that environment since childhood, it is still possible to look at people's faces, this Xiyu is not a simple character, her actions just now have made her suspicious, and the next thing is to pretend to be wooden.

Letting the maid named Xiyu "put her hands up" on herself, Leng Ruolan seriously recalled what happened yesterday. Yesterday I went to Minjia's wedding, and I remember drinking a lot of wine at the wedding banquet, as if Wei Zi sent herself home, and then what? What else? I can't remember it, but when I opened my eyes, it was already what it is now.

To live in any world, you must first understand the environment in which you live, especially in this society that seems to be ancient. The law of the jungle eats the strong, and you don't know how to die if you're not careful. I don't know if Cheng dù is high or not in this society, and there will be martial arts, right?! Leng Ruolan was still thinking about how to naturally dig out some useful information from the mouth of this person named Xiyu, when she heard her say: "Today, the pavilion master is back, and Miss Xiyu is dressed up beautifully, and she will be very happy when the pavilion master sees her." ”

Leng Ruolan followed her movements and sat in front of the bronze mirror that didn't look very clear, and said "um" softly, and didn't speak again, because she didn't know how to answer. Looking at the person in the bronze mirror, I thought to myself: "This face is basically the same as the modern self, but the skin seems to be better than the previous self, but the face is not healthy enough and a little pale." Since the face is the same as himself, I wonder if the name is also Leng Ruolan? ”

Seeing Xi Yu picking up her hair and combing it through the mirror, she was a little curious about how the owner of this body could raise such beautiful hair with this body that didn't look very healthy. After thinking about it, I felt that I was thinking too much, and the most important thing at the moment was how to understand the information of the world naturally, instead of thinking about inconsequential things here. What is the relationship between the pavilion master mentioned just now and the original owner of this body? It's not going to be a husband and wife, I'm not married in modern times, and it's too depressing to have a husband. Also, the appearance of the title of pavilion master, does it mean that there is force in this era? I hope that the interpersonal relationship of the original owner of this body is not so complicated, otherwise it will be difficult to live safely. I don't know why I'm here, though; how long will it take to go back here; How can I go back, but I still have to save my life until I go back.

Leng Ruolan is still worried about how to speak so that she doesn't look abrupt, she is not injured or sick, and no one believes her when she says she has amnesia. Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door, accompanied by the knock on the door and the sound of someone talking, "Second Miss, Madame said that the pavilion master is about to arrive, and I will tell you to come to the meeting hall." The voice was a little sharp, and the tone was only impatient and disrespectful, and there was no respect for the master at all.

Well, now I have a general understanding of the identity of this body: a second lady who doesn't have much status.

"Got it. You go back and tell Madame, and I'll go there at once. Leng Ruolan replied calmly.

"Then hurry up," the other man urged again, and staggered away.

Sure enough, she has no status, and even a voice climbs on her head. looked at the Xiyu on the mirror, although he didn't make a sound, he still dressed himself up in an orderly manner, but his expression showed a strong disdain, and he almost wrote the four big words "fox fake tiger might".