It's hot, it's hot.

Zhao Zishi felt that her whole body was burning, and the fire made her unbearable heat, and her mouth kept crumbling and shouting: "Water, water, give me water." ”

Suddenly, a chill poured down from head to toe.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and her eyes were blurred to see a fat, angry face.

It was a poorly dressed, obese country woman, with a large waist and round shoulders, one hand crossed over her waist, and one hand carrying a wet wooden barrel.

Seeing her open her eyes, the woman immediately scolded: "Cheap, you haven't done much work, you pretend to be dead for me, and you still want the old lady to wait for you?" ”

When she glanced at Zhao Zi contemptuously, she tilted her head, spat viciously and said, "I'm sorry." ”

Zhao Zishi had just awakened her consciousness when she encountered such a situation, and she was a little stunned.

Didn't she die because she was gouged out by the War Emperor?

Immediately reached out and touched his heart, it was good, his hands were fine, there were no injuries on his body, except for fever, it should be a fever.

But soon, she noticed something unusual.

When did your own hands become so rough and ugly?

Thin as wood, covered with snow sores, still dripping pus, terrifying.

The shocking thing is not only this, Zhao Zishi found that her body had shrunk, and when she died, she was clearly twenty.

And now, this body, at most, is only thirteen or fourteen years old.

What's going on here?

Faced with such a situation, Zhao Zishi's whole person was stunned, and a thought suddenly popped up in his mind, borrowing the corpse to return the soul.

I had heard the master talk about this technique before, but I didn't expect this to really happen to her.

"Autumn is strong, cheap, don't roll up for the old lady to work, the old lady is not ......"

"What do you call me?"

Before the woman's pig-like screaming and scolding could be finished, it was interrupted by Zhao Zishi raising her head.

Liu Shi was staring at her with her clear eyes, only to feel anger in his heart, and he waved the barrel in his hand and smashed it on Zhao Zishi's body.

Zhao Zishi had just woken up, and his body was so bad that he couldn't dodge it at all.

I was hit several times, and the bones seemed to fall apart.

Just when she thought she couldn't live anymore, a young man in coarse cloth clothes of fifteen or sixteen years old rushed in outside the door, and he rushed over to stop Liu.

"Mother, Xiao Nong has a fever, you will spare her first, and I will persuade her to get up and work."

When the young man opened his hands to protect Zhao Zi on the bed, no, it should be said that it was autumn.

Zhao Zishi clearly knows that in this world, there is no more Zhao Zishi.

Liu looked at his son with horizontal eyebrows, and then looked at Qiu Yinong, who was cowering on the bed and didn't dare to raise his head, he also lost a lot of anger, and snorted coldly: "Don't pretend to be dead in the old lady's territory, do you really think you are the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion?" Don't be a cheap maid who is thrown to the old lady with a bad life, and you are only worthy of being a cow for the old lady. ”

The louder she scolded, the louder she became, and Qiu Yinong finally got some useful information.

It turned out that the owner of the body he borrowed was still the daughter of the Prime Minister's house.

It's a pity, this daughter has a bad life.

Liu scolded for a while, and under the persuasion of the young man, he left unsatisfied, and the dilapidated small room finally quieted down.

The young man stood beside her bedside and asked worriedly, "Sister Xiaonong, how are you?" ”

He was very worried in his heart, Qiu Yinong was the young lady of the Xiangfu after all, if he was beaten to death by his mother, when would the people of the Xiangfu think of her, his family would be miserable.

Besides, this autumn is really pitiful, and if you die, it will be even more miserable.

"Don't worry, I can't die."