Three days later, Rao Xuekong officially accepted the fact that he was no longer the original shijie.

That day, when she finally struggled to open her eyes and woke up, she saw a soft-looking, delicate and flower-like beauty in ancient costume, the beauty looked no more than twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and when she cried, the pear blossoms brought rain, and she was pitiful.

Lancao called her the third aunt. Rao Xuekong estimated that she was the mother of this body.

Lancao is the owner of the timid voice, a little maid who is only ten years old, is her personal maid.

She had only seen these two people in the past three days, but they were quiet.

Rao Xuekong only screamed pain since she woke up that day, the first time was the medicine that the third aunt smeared for her, and then it was the orchid grass, the medicine was wiped three times a day, and it felt cool and cool after being wiped, and it could immediately relieve some pain. But Rao Xuekong still made himself "unconscious" twice, once for half a day. This is because she is not familiar with the environment here, and she is afraid that people will ask about revealing flaws, so she has to be unconscious first, and then listen to the pitiful conversation between Lancao and the third aunt, hoping to get useful information from it.

But the next day, she was "unconscious" for half a day, and she was impatient by the cry of the third aunt, so she had to stop fainting.

On the third day when he was no longer in a coma, Rao Xuekong lay on the bed and still didn't say a word, occasionally just screaming in pain. In fact, Rao Xuekong had also suffered more serious injuries than this when she was training and on missions before, she could bear it, and she just didn't want to talk to Lancao and the third aunt.

It's the fourth day, and the wound on her ass is half healed.

Rao Xue got out of bed and walked to the somewhat shabby dresser in the room, which had a bronze mirror. For the past three days, she could only lie on the bed, but she still saw her own hands, and also touched her face, her hands were white and delicate, but they were not adults at all, let alone her original, and her face was extremely small, and her chin was very pointed. Now that I can get out of bed, I naturally have to look in the mirror to make sure.

When she came to the bronze mirror, she was a little disappointed, and she was used to the modern glass mirror to look at this ancient bronze mirror, and she simply had a feeling of seeing flowers in the fog. But Rao Xuekong still took a careful look at his face, not to mention his hair, he had been in bed for three days and had already been messed up, since he was an ancient, he naturally had long hair, and when he touched it, it felt good.

This little face is really melon-seed-shaped, with graceful eyebrows, a nose and cherry lips, and a pointed and clever chin. Although the bronze mirror is blurry, it can still be seen that this is a beautiful embryo, still a little childish, and the eyebrows are not fully opened.

She was only wearing a full set of white middle clothes, and the third aunt took off her coat when she was drugged that day, and she didn't put it on again for three days. Rao Xuekong looked down at this body, the first thing she looked at was her feet, although she didn't think there was anything strange when she came over, she still couldn't help but want to see if her body was bound to her feet.

Fortunately, no. She had come barefoot, and her feet were also quite fair, and small, with ten small and pink toes, and the wounds of the day had healed.

In the past, Rao Xuekong had seen pictures of ancient women's small feet on the Internet, and the method of describing how to bind her feet and the deformity of her small feet scared her, which was more terrifying than looking at a dead person. Since then, there has been a bit of a shadow, and I often think when I train, if I live in an era where I must bind my feet, then I might as well die. Foot binding is a kind of torture, and after foot binding, you can only barely walk, you can't walk recklessly, you can't run, and some delicate young ladies even need someone to help you most of the time.

This pair of small natural feet made Rao Xuekong's stuffiness that he had held for three days finally dissipate a little.

Then she looked at this body, slender and delicate, with a thin waist and long legs, although immature, it could also be seen to be beautiful.

And the age, combined with all the inferences, is only about twelve years old.

She was plainly a dozen years younger. Rao Xuekong had just passed his twenty-third birthday.

So, she will be a girl in the future? I don't know if there's a chance to go back. Rao Xuekong believes in modernity, and she also likes her identity as a police flower, she likes to be a policeman.

After paying attention to himself, Rao Xuekong began to look at the room. Of course, she has never seen Miss Gu's boudoir, even she hasn't watched much costume TV series, since she was a child, she likes to watch police movies or war movies, and the least is to watch comedy or horror movies.

But no matter how much she didn't understand, she could see that this room was shabby and dilapidated. There was only one wooden bed in the room, and the tent hanging on the bed was pale blue, as if it had faded a little over the years, and became like a blue-gray and gray-gray one. There was a wooden cabinet at the foot of the bed, which she guessed was a wardrobe.

There is a wooden window on the right, carved I don't know what the pattern is, but it is obviously not rich and indecent. There was a square table and four round chairs in the opposite window, which she could touch a few steps back.

On the left against the wall is a dressing table, also made of ordinary wood, with a bronze mirror that has been used before, and a small makeup dowry. Not far from the dresser, also against the wall, there is a basin shelf with a cotton towel hanging from it.

That's the whole room, there's nothing but that.

Rao Xuekong thought at first that this family had an aunt and a maid, and the family background should be quite good. Could it be that the poor people of this dynasty also wanted to take concubines and buy maids?

Looking at the wooden door, she took two steps, and was about to open the door to go out to have a look, but the door was pushed open first, and a maid with a slightly round face, big eyes, combed a double bun, and wore a light cyan coarse cloth dress stepped into the door, and when she saw Rao Xuekong, she exclaimed in a low voice.

"Third Miss, why did you get out of bed?" Then he hurried in, ran to the wooden cupboard, opened it, and took out the clothes from it, "The slave and maid have changed your clothes and carefully caught a cold." After speaking, I saw her barefoot again, and immediately exclaimed again: "Third Miss, why don't you wear shoes?" Rao Xuekong pursed his lips, it's summer now, where can it be so easy to catch a cold.

This maid is bluegrass. But Rao Xuekong was keenly aware that she was a little bolder than usual today, and although her voice was still low and timid, she said a lot.

Rao Xuekong couldn't help but guess, maybe the original owner of this body was very vicious before, and then she was "unconscious" and silent for the past three days, which made this little girl retreat a little timid?

But even if the truth is the case, Rao Xuekong can't make a face or be fierce to a child who is only a teenager. But she didn't know it, and then she suffered from the younger children.

Lancao dressed her, served her with shoes and socks, and said in a low voice: "Third Miss, Madame ordered you to pick fruits for the eldest lady." ”

She was born to her aunt, so she is naturally a concubine, so the eldest lady is probably born to Mrs. Zhengfu. Fruit picking, what fruit to pick?