In the fog, Ning Zhiyun seemed to hear someone crying softly calling her, and the voice awakened her memories of the past through the distant era. It was Su Xin's voice, Su Xin and Su Rui, who had served Ning Zhiwen since childhood, were also beaten to death with a stick that day because Ning Zhiwen cursed Mrs. Ning.

"Miss, wake up!"

Ning Zhixuan slowly opened her eyes, and what caught her eyes was Su Xin, who had tears on her face.

"Miss, you're finally awake!" Su Xin saw that Ning Zhixuan came to her senses and hurriedly shouted outside, "Su Rui, Miss is awake, go and call the doctor over." ”

"Where is this?" Ning Zhixuan was in a daze, and looked at Su Xin with some uncertainty about time and space for a while, and asked, "Are you Su Xin?" ”

"Miss, are you sick and confused?" Su Xin said as she helped Ning Zhixuan up and leaned against the cushion.

Watching Su Xin help her pour tea and snacks after being busy, and looking at the familiar furnishings in the room, Ning Zhixuan had a sense of confusion that she couldn't distinguish between dream and reality.

"Miss, let's take a sip of milk tea." Su Xin handed a cup of tea to Ning Zhixuan.

Ning Zhixuan looked at her hands that were originally covered with calluses, but now they have become soft and white, although it is unbelievable, she still stabilized her mind and asked, "Su Xin, now is it forty-five years of Qicheng?" ”

Su Xin felt that something was wrong with Ning Zhixuan, but she still answered her question truthfully: "It's now forty-five years since Qicheng. ”

After Ning Zhiwen received Su Xin's affirmative answer, she hurriedly took the teacup, and then poured the hot milk on the back of her hand, the burning pain like a needle prick made Ning Zhixuan sure that she had really returned to the past, back to the year when she contracted smallpox at the age of fifteen.

"Oops! Miss your hands! Su Xin looked at the back of Ning Zhixuan's red and swollen hand and hurriedly ordered, "Go and get some ice cubes." ”

Although Ning Zhixuan was suffering from a strange disease, her stepmother Bai had never treated her harshly, and the milk tea and ice cubes in her house even had to cut Ning Banghua's use only for her use, she was moved by this in her previous life, but in this life she knew that this was just a means for them to kill her.

In her previous life, she only lived to the age of seventeen before she was framed to death by them, and in this life she will never let them do it again, two years, two years is enough for her to change her life against the sky and turn things around.

"Son, Su Rui came to report that you woke up." The eldest lady Bai led the doctor in hurriedly and urged, "Go and show the second lady." ”

"Sister, why are your hands burned?" Ning Wanhua, who was following the Bai family, snatched the ointment from Su Xin's hand as he spoke, and scolded, "How did you serve the second young lady?" Watch your skins! Immediately, he leaned down and personally gave Ning Zhixuan medicine.

Looking at the diligent mother and daughter in front of her, Ning Zhiyun almost couldn't control the sneer that curled up at the corner of her lips, but she still tried her best to suppress it, and she was already endlessly grateful when she spoke again: "Ju'er has been suffering from a strange illness since she was a child, but fortunately, she was able to grow up safely because of her mother's thoughtful care. ”

Ning Zhixuan's mother Ye Lanshuang is the wife of Ning Fanzhi, the wife of Ning Fanzhi, the current saint loves the queen, although the queen has long escaped into the empty door, the emperor still retains her title as the queen. The emperor paid so much attention to the queen of the wife, and the ministers in the court were even more respectful of the courtesy, so her mother had been dead for many years, but she was treated preferentially by the Bai family in the name of the concubine because she occupied the position of the wife and daughter.

"Silly boy, you grew up with your mother, can your mother not hurt you!" Bai Shi said and looked at Ning Zhiyun who was reclining on the bed with a kind face, "You are a good child who knows gratitude, and my mother really didn't hurt you in vain." ”

Ning Zhiyun looked at the extremely hypocritical Bai in front of her, and couldn't help but admire the vicious but meticulous mind under her loving face, with the good reputation of a virtuous stepmother, she was pushed into a place of death step by step, although her hands were stained with blood, the world still thought that she was the virtuous and virtuous housewife of the Zuo Xiangfu.