"Doctor Ji, hurry up and show Miss. She can't seem to remember the past. ”

"Oh, really?" Doctor Ji was a little surprised, and when he saw Zhu Ruyan's expression, he was really unfamiliar. So he hurriedly stepped forward to hold her hand and take her pulse.

Zhu Ruyan looked at the doctor in front of her, I was afraid that it was a person that a beautiful woman could trust. Otherwise, he would not have been named to see a doctor for himself. She looked at Dr. Ji quietly to see what kind of results he could say.

"Doctor Ji, how is Miss?" The beautiful woman looked at Dr. Ji's frowning brows and couldn't help but ask.

Doctor Ji let go of Zhu Ruyan's hand, looked at Zhu Ruyan with a calm face and said: "Miss, because of the trauma and fever, may affect the memory in the head, Madame, don't worry, Miss will think normally after a while, and slowly remember." ”

Hearing what Dr. Ji said, the beautiful woman was relieved, and she said to the little maid behind her, "Xiaocui, go to the housekeeper to get the money, and then follow Dr. Ji out to get the medicine." ”

"Yes, old lady." The maid called Xiaocui shook her head and followed Dr. Ji out of the room.

"Then I won't disturb your rest, my mother will go out first." As he spoke, he closed the red-painted door.

It seems that I have come to a strange place!

Zhu Ruyan looked at her wound and the medicine on the table, tried it in the palm of her hand, felt that there was no problem, and lay down to rest after applying it, after all, she had to get better quickly now to figure out what was going on.

The bright sunlight gilds the earth with a layer of bright gold, and the warm hues are like a beautiful movie shot with a golden filter, making people feel as if they are in a refreshing warm tone, and they are reluctant to leave for a long time.

A room full of books in the Cold Creek Pavilion.

A woman lies quietly on a soft couch.

It feels like a fairy, so ethereal, so pure.

Suddenly, the woman's mouth let out a sigh, and her fingers moved slightly, indicating that she was about to wake up.

Slowly, her eyelashes opened with difficulty, her eyes were confused and unfocused, she stared blankly at the beam, and her mind was at a loss.

It's just that the pain in his chest made Zhu Ruyan frown, and gradually, his consciousness gradually returned.

She remembered being shot in Cape Town, only to wake up in a quaint room and meet someone who claimed to be her mother.

Zhu Ruyan slowly sat up and began to look around seriously.

Antique furnishings.

Directly in front of the bed was a boxy table of eight immortals. There are also several ink paintings hanging on the walls. Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum, the pen looks like it is done in one go, revealing a trace of vigor in the graceful, and it shows a dusty charm, which makes people's mood feel relaxed and calm.

She looked at it all in disbelief, including the warm quilt that covered her, and the pure white clothes she was wearing. So she put on the unusually delicate shoes that had been placed under her bed and walked towards the vanity mirror leaning against the bedside.

In the blurred bronze mirror, a beautiful and delicate face, although still young, probably only fifteen or sixteen years old, is enough to take people's hearts. If there is a seemingly non-existent sex appeal, but it reveals a fairy-like dusty temperament that does not eat the fireworks of the world, anyone who sees it is enough to give up everything and get it.

Bamboo Ruyan gently stroked his face. The appearance is still the same, not much has changed, that is, there is a deep sadness between the eyebrows, adding a more melancholy temperament.

With the surrounding arrangement and the people before her, Zhu Ruyan found that she did not come to the underworld, but entered the hottest topic of fiction in the 21st century - traveling through time and space.

However, whether she is a whole person or a soul crossing, even she doesn't know. After all, 'she' is the same as her appearance, and even her body height is still about the same. It's just that the clothes are different. Perhaps, this girl may be her past life!

Forget it, if it comes, it will be safe.

She let out a faint breath, probably because even the underworld didn't want her! She laughed self-deprecatingly. Gently stroke the wound on the chest where the knife wound has not healed.

It was at this time that Zhu Ruyan found that there was a small plum blossom birthmark on the raised arm, if you don't look carefully, it's really not clear!

It turned out to be 'soul wearing'!

As Dr. Ji said, Zhu Ruyan's injuries are indeed improving, and she is slowly adapting to this body, and at the same time, because of the fusion of Leng Zixi's memories, she knows all the past events of Leng Zixi, as well as the general situation and environment in which she lives.

This is a dynasty that has not been recorded in history, the Baili Dynasty, where power and strategy are the unspoken rules of the road to becoming a strong man on this continent.

And the Leng family is a well-known famous family, and the ancestors of the seven generations are all vigorous, either becoming the pillars of the DPRK and the Central Committee who have tried their best to die, or the frontier generals who have thrown their heads and spilled their blood. Until Leng Zixi's father, Leng Changfeng, was the same.

has such a reputation, but Leng Changfeng has two hateful things, favoring the children of the concubine and ignoring the hard work of the main room.

Two days ago, Zhu Ruyan was shot by the enemy because of the failure of the infiltration.

At that time, Leng Zixi was already killed by her half-brother and sister, Leng Ziyan, the two children of Leng Changfeng, the current head of the Leng family, Leng Xiaolin sent someone to assassinate her, wanting to get rid of her, a thorn in her side, and after planting the blame, she was thrown into this small courtyard where no one came.

The injury itself is not light, coupled with the congenital poor physique, the acquired malnutrition, and the cold and freezing climate, so that the original owner of this body, Leng Zixi, can no longer support it, and a wisp of incense soul is about to die of incense.

It was at this time that Zhu Ruyan's unwilling soul was attached to Leng Zixi's body in a good way.

When two souls that are scattered meet together, it is natural that the strong wins.

That Leng Zixi has been bullied by Leng Xiaolin and Leng Ziyan all these years, and he can't get any help, although his heart is unwilling, but he is also lifeless, Zhu Ruyan has never been willing to die like that, and after many years of agent career, the soul will is far stronger than that of ordinary people.

During this time, Zhu Ruyan, which is now Leng Zixi, has been adapting to this new body and this new world, ignoring everything outside.

And the Leng family has always ignored Leng Zixi, who has not been treated by any young lady although she is the daughter of the main house, but from now on, she has to strive to be able to restore her body to its previous state, this body is too weak......

In terms of physique, the strength of Leng Zixi's new body is not weaker than the agent body of Zhu Ruyan's previous life, but compared with other people in this world, Leng Zixi, the poor fourth lady, because of long-term malnutrition and no systematic exercise, can be said to be a mess in terms of flexibility and flexibility.