The pain in my chest is so real, so real that I can't ignore it.

Ning Wushuang was covered in cold sweat, as if he was enduring the pain of gouging out his heart and liver, and couldn't help but snort.

"Miss, are you awake?"

In his ears was the woman's crisp and joyful voice, Ning Wushuang's eyes widened with difficulty, but he was stunned, and there was a familiar and unfamiliar face in front of him.

"Greenwaist?"

Ning Wushuang's heart was slammed on the shore, what was going on?

Didn't Green Waist and Yunyou be beaten to death half a year ago, when Ning Wuyun forcibly dragged her to Shuiyue Nunnery, in order to protect her? Why is it alive again now?

"Miss, what's wrong with you? As if you don't know the slaves? Is it a nightmare? The green waist carefully supported Ning Wushuang and placed a cushion behind her so that she could lean more comfortably.

Ning Wushuang stared at the green waist stupidly, at her mercy, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and suddenly lifted the quilt violently and looked at his own legs.

Ning Wushuang stared straight at his legs, slender and straight, and moved cautiously, moving again......

Her legs can move!

Ning Wushuang was incredulous, and was surprised inexplicably, her legs could move, then she could jump and fly, how could the little Shuiyue Nunnery trap her?

The so-called iron gate with an impregnable wall is not vulnerable at all under her strange ability, and Ning Wuyun, that slut, must not have imagined that she has a pair of hands that can be cut and repaired.

And, the first thing she did when she got out of Shuiyue Nunnery was to cut off the limbs of Ning Wushuang's mother and daughter, cut off their tongues, and throw them into the world's lowest prostitute [hehe] courtyard, life is better than death to enjoy the remnants of life.

The ecstasy in his heart made Ning Wushuang jump out of bed regardless of it, but he was so frightened that the green waist reached out and grabbed her: "Miss, what's wrong with you, are you having a nightmare?" ”

Ning Wushuang subconsciously waved his hand to shake off the hand of the green waist, but stared at his hand in the next second, in a daze.

It was a pair of white and tender little hands, very soft, very slender, very beautiful......

It wasn't supposed to be her hand, half a year of hellish life had ravaged her hand, it wasn't so beautiful, it wasn't so clean, it was supposed to be dirty, its nails were long, and most importantly - it should be a circle bigger than her current hand.

The strange scene in front of him suddenly made Ning Wushuang have a strange thought, his complexion changed instantly, and he pinched himself fiercely, it was very painful, it was very real, it was definitely not in a dream.

She's not dead, she's alive.

Ning Wushuang looked straight at her green waist, with a hint of tremor in his voice: "Green waist, I just had a dream, I was five years old in the dream, and the dream and reality couldn't be confused for a while, how old do you say I am?" ”

The green waist let out a long breath, patted his chest, and then sighed while helping Ning Wushuang to the bed: "Miss is thirteen years old." ”

Thirteen?

In this way, my mother did not die, nor was she sent to Shuiyue Nunnery, Ning Wushuang was about to faint with joy.

Was she really like her own strange conjecture - reborn?

Ning Wushuang bit his lip so that he didn't scream.

She stabilized her mind and recalled carefully, remembering that her grandfather's house had an accident in the winter when she was twelve years old, she married Xia Qingyang at the age of fourteen, and her mother and her were sent to Shuiyue Nunnery at the age of fifteen.

Thinking of the tragic fate of his loved ones in his previous life, Ning Wushuang felt an unspeakable pain.

The incident of my grandfather and others has happened, even if it is very sad and regretful, there is no way to change it.

However, the fate of the mother and herself still has a chance to change.

Mother, my daughter will never let you be trampled on like in your previous life, never!

And those who have harmed us, I will not let go of any of them, never.

"Miss, the slave maid said, tonight's begging festival, you are too troublesome, you see that it is really a nightmare, and you can't even figure out your own age......"