The sun shone through the window, and it seemed to glow with colorful light. Muriel, who was sleeping soundly, opened her eyes and looked around with a blank look.

Why are you here?

What kind of place is this?

Thoughts slowly rose in his mind, and Muriel's confused expression became a little thicker. Memories of before the coma came to mind, and his hands were subconsciously clenched into fists, obviously not at peace.

Why would they do it? Fellow civilians should be able to feel the pain of being worthless. Since they are willing to join the Hope and find their own value in the vast sea, it proves that they are not self-giving people.

Endless doubts flooded through my mind, followed by a deep sense of helplessness.

Did they really do something wrong that would make them riot, rush directly into the captain's room and seize the ship? By the way, the ship, where is the ship? It was built by the young lady at a great cost of money.

The thought fell, and Muriel lifted her quilt, got up from the bed, and hurried outside.

"Stepping on ......"

The sound of hurried footsteps sounded in the small room, and only then did I realize that the floor was actually a wooden floor.

Wooden floors?

Muriel froze in place, forgetting even the worry in her heart, and a look of shock appeared in her eyes. Could it be that this is a retro building? Legend has it that only nobles are eligible to live in a mansion.

Could it be that it was a nobleman who saved him?

When I looked around, I realized that the window was not glass, but made of a material that I didn't know about.

Reaching out to cover his chest, he forcibly calmed down, and slowly opened his feet and walked forward. Regardless of the identity of the person who saved you, as the person who was rescued, you should express your gratitude.

"Wow"

The door was pulled open.

The dazzling sunlight shone in from outside, and Muriel quickly closed her eyes, and then gradually adjusted.

Not far away is a lake with willows on its shore, followed by woods and unknown flowers. The breeze blew and brought a burst of fragrance, and Muriel felt like she had arrived in a paradise.

Walking slowly ahead, I realized that there was an island in the center of the lake.

The island is full of flowers, guarding the pavilion in the center. The four stone bridges spread from the southeast, northwest, and northeast directions to the shore, forming a straight passage.

Muriel walked along the stone bridge towards the islands in the lake.

If you look into the water from the bridge, you can see the fish swimming in the water.

Is this the kingdom after death? Why is the scenery so beautiful? I can forget almost all the sorrows in the world. If this is true, then death is not terrible.

"Ding......

As soon as he stepped onto the island, he heard an indescribably beautiful sound, and Muriel looked up at the front and couldn't help but fall into obsession.

A man sat cross-legged in the pavilion, his hands running through the strings, and the beautiful sound of the piano was heard. Two men dressed as maids stood on the left and right sides. Although her face cannot be seen clearly from a distance, it can be seen from the blurred figure that her figure and appearance are rare in the world.

Walking towards the front in a daze, Muriel seemed to hear the sound of joy in heaven and earth.

By the time the last note fell, Muriel had unconsciously sat down in the pavilion. What kind of force is this? It is full of nobility, elegance and softness.

"You're Muriel?"

The voice sounded in his ears, and Muriel woke up from his wonderful state.

looked at the woman sitting opposite, looked at it carefully, and suddenly felt ashamed. Is there really such a beautiful person in the world? Could it be that this was just a dream I had before I died?

There is no reply, only the sound of the wind blowing flowers.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Qiao Jing"

"Qiao Jing?"

Mu Lier looked at Qiao Jing who was sitting cross-legged in a daze, and a puzzled look appeared in her eyes. Why is this strange name, this strange person, here.

"Am I dead?"

"Dead?"

Qiao Jing was stunned.

Then he understood, and couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle. Suddenly it was as if a hundred flowers were blooming, and the heavens and the earth had lost their color, only that bright color.

When Guo Dapang used the edict of Tiance, he wanted to come at the same time as the group of heroes, but Xuzhou was initially busy with affairs, so he could only stay for a period of time to deal with it. It wasn't until yesterday that I had time to go to the Demon Dragon Palace to stay for a while.

Is she her husband's sister in this other world? What a cute silly girl.

Since she has been recognized, why should she be given such a heavy burden.

Looking at Qiao Jing's changing demeanor, Mu Lier blinked her eyes in confusion, and her embarrassment gradually emerged. Did you ask a stupid question, otherwise why would it make people laugh?

Yes, if this is not the kingdom after death, why is it so peaceful and peaceful?

"Miss said she was smiling"

A maid looked at Muriel's confused appearance and couldn't help but interject.

Muriel looked at the maid who spoke up, but did not react from the title.

"Miss?"

"Yes"

"Who's Miss?"

A tone full of confusion sounded, and Muriel asked. It feels like what is happening now is beyond the limits of cognition. Is the person in front of you a lady from a noble family? And Miss is not an exclusive honorific title for the children of aristocratic families.

"You're a Miss"

"Me? How is this possible?"

Muriel exclaimed.

Then he hurriedly shook his head, drew a conclusion in his heart, and asked Qiao Jing and the two maids.

"Am I dreaming?"

"No, I should have died, otherwise there wouldn't have been such a ridiculous thing, and it couldn't have been a noble lady"

Panic spread in his heart, and Muriel replied in a hurried tone. As a commoner who is worthless, how dare he expect to be a noble noble lady.

The other maid looked at Muriel, who was arguing in every way, and couldn't help but interject and whisper in relief.

"No one in this place can hurt Miss, even if the so-called gods in your world come, they can only fall into endless eternal sleep"

"Our world?"

Muriel vaguely seemed to understand something.

looked at Qiao Jing.

"Are you describing the world I live in?"

"Does that mean that the place where we are now is actually the world after death?"

The hurried voice sounded in Qiao Jing's ears, and the anxious emotions gradually spread. His brow furrowed slightly, and he thought quickly in his heart. Could it be that the layout of this place is completely different from that of another world, so that Muriel can't perceive the fact that she is still alive?

Or it was the inferiority complex in her heart that made her so persistent that this was a world that belonged to the dead.

Can class barriers hurt people to such an extent? He actually thinks that the change of identity can only happen after death.

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