The pain in her chest like a pinprick stimulated Ning Zhao, forcing her to open her eyes, and there was still a burning sensation of choking in her throat, and she couldn't help coughing heavily.

Consciousness gradually returned, Ning Zhao looked at the unfamiliar room layout in front of him, and couldn't come back to his senses for a while.

She...... Isn't it dead?

"Second Miss, are you finally awake?" There was an exclamation in my ears.

Ning Zhao's eyes rolled.

Second Miss ......

It's been a long time since she's heard that......

Ning Zhao endured the discomfort of his body and sat up from the bed, and suddenly found that his exposed skin was smooth and delicate.

Ling Chi's pain was still around the tip of her heart, but she was still fine at the moment.

This...... What's going on?

"Second Miss?"

Qingchan, the maid beside the bed, looked at Ning Zhao's stunned appearance, and couldn't help but call her again.

Ning Zhao turned to look at her sideways, and the familiar face made her feel in a trance.

Qingchan ...... In the middle of the assassination patrol, let her hide, but put on her clothes to die for her? Is this a meeting between the underworld?

She opened her mouth and asked in a low voice, "Is this ......?"

The voice is still difficult and slightly hoarse, but the voice has a childish feeling.

As soon as the words came out, she was stunned for a moment.

Qingchan was frightened when she fell into the water, and replied in a proper manner: "Second Miss, this is a wing room of Nancheng Temple, and today the emperor brought hundreds of officials and family members to pray here." You accidentally fell into the water, but fortunately the emperor saw it, and he ordered someone to rescue you. ”

Nancheng Temple? Prays? Drowning?

Ning Zhao only felt a sudden pain in his temples, as if something was about to come out of his head.

She raised her hand and pressed her head, and the past gradually came back to her mind bit by bit.

Nancheng Temple fell into the water and was rescued by the emperor's order, isn't this exactly what happened when she was fifteen years old?

Ning Zhao's hand moved, and his eyes slowly widened.

Isn't she dead?

No, it should be the day she died once and was reborn back at the age of fifteen!

Realizing this, Ning Zhao's breathing involuntarily sped up a lot, and even his heart seemed to jump out of his chest.

She's back!

She's really back!

Murong Cheng! Ninglian! She Ning Zhao is back!

The hatred in her eyes gushed out, and she instantly suppressed it.

Qingchan on the side looked at her second lady's cold and terrifying but almost majestic expression at that moment, and the strong sense of oppression made her speechless for a while.

This...... Is this still the soft-tempered master of her family?

After a while, Qingchan cautiously tested: "Second Miss...... Are you alright? ”

"It's fine." Ning Zhao shook his head and glanced at Qingchan again.

Since she has lived a new life, she must not only change her own life, but also be responsible for these people who love her. They cannot be allowed to repeat the tragic end.

Qingchan wanted to ask again, but suddenly heard a knock at the door.

"Is Zhao'er awake?"

Suddenly hearing a familiar voice, Ning Zhao's face stiffened, and he subconsciously clenched the brocade quilt covering his body.

It was her father, Ning Hong.

Perhaps her reaction was too big, Qingchan looked at her hesitantly, as if asking her opinion on whether to open the door.

Ning Zhao forced himself to calm down and asked Qingchan to open the door.

Ning Hong entered the door and saw that Ning Zhao was sitting on the bed without much trouble, and he was also relieved.

He stepped forward and sat down at the head of Ning Zhao's bed, holding her hands—both of them stiffened at the same time.

Ning Zhao was disgusted, Ning Hong had never been close to this daughter, and it was extremely unnatural to burn the cold stove now.

He coughed dryly and tried to make a concerned appearance: "Zhao'er, why did you accidentally fall into the water so much today?" You see your face is pale, and even your hands are so cold, you must be careful in the future! ”

Ning Zhao lowered his eyebrows, quietly withdrew his hand, and clenched it into a fist under the brocade quilt.

The long eyelashes covered her eyes, and the hatred in her eyes.

She let out a soft "um", and it looked like she had been frightened after falling into the water.

Ning Hong said happily: "Fortunately, the emperor was not far away at that time, and he ordered someone to save you, otherwise Daddy would have sent the white-haired person to the black-haired person." ”

As he spoke, he raised his sleeve and wiped the corners of his eyes, and his words and tones were quite meaningful of the rest of his life.

The white-haired man sends the black-haired man - ha, it's really a prophecy.

"It's the daughter who worries the father." Ning Zhao said in a low voice, his tone not revealing the slightest emotion.

Ning Hong's words coincided with the words in her memory one by one, in her previous life, she was only a father who was sincerely concerned, and her heart was moved. But in fact, what he said was a foreshadowing for the rest of the words.

Sure enough, Ning Hong saw that the time was almost up, and brought up the conversation again: "Zhao'er, you are now in the age of marriage, and it is time to talk about marriage." ”

When she heard this in her previous life, she naively thought that her father would help her find a good family, full of expectations, but in the end, she was poured cold water on her head.

A trace of coldness crossed Ning Zhao's eyes, but he still followed Ning Hong's words and asked, "I don't know which family my father wants to marry his daughter to?" ”

"Today's event, Daddy thinks it's the fate between you and the emperor......"

Ning Hong said, paused for a while, and seemed to observe that Ning Zhao's expression was unchanged before continuing, "Since your body is no longer in trouble, I will go to the emperor with my father to thank you later, if the emperor takes a fancy to you, it will naturally be your blessing." ”

What did my father mean by that? The daughter doesn't understand. ”

Ning Zhao raised his eyes to look at him, his smart black eyes were filled with mist, as pure and innocent as a deer.

Her appearance is not the color of the country and the city, but these eyes as bright as stars are enough to make people unforgettable at a glance.

The more Ning Hong looked at it, the happier he became, and secretly annoyed that he had never paid attention to this unfavored second daughter before...... How can this look not be sold for a good price?

"Zhao'er, you should also understand that if you become the emperor's concubine, it will also be a great honor for our Ning family," Ning Hong said earnestly, "Although our Ning family looks beautiful on the surface, it is actually a difficult life. If you become the imperial concubine, the status of our entire Ning family will also rise. ”

In the end, perhaps because he was afraid that Ning Zhao would not understand, Ning Hong added simply and clearly: "Our Ning family needs you." ”