"Little, miss?" Xue Niang looked blankly at the girl in front of her who was obviously eighteen flowers but withered like an old woman's madness, some of her scattered eyes could not be focused, and her eyes were blurry, but only those clear and moist eyes were so conspicuous and unfamiliar, those are not the eyes that a demented person should have.

Ling Muran chuckled lowly, her voice was hoarse and weird, her laughter was like a ghost crying, that kind of extreme pathos seemed to have the power of infection, Xue Niang only felt a pain in her heart and wanted to speak, but her dilapidated body could no longer support it, and she finally passed out.

Seeing that Xue Niang lost her reaction, Ling Muran's heart tightened, and she immediately raised her hand, enduring the pain of being overloaded with mental power in her brain, and the next moment the two disappeared in place.

In front of me was a familiar scene, no rainstorm, no darkness, clear skies and endless medicinal fields, except for a small medicinal spring.

Ling Muran closed his eyes and smiled bitterly, is that really the case, it was really back before the liberation, and ten years of hard work were put to waste, and finally returned to the original point, but ......

looked down at Xue Niang in her arms, fortunately, she was able to return to the original point and return to the original point......

Laboriously dragged Xue Niang into the medicine spring, looking at Xue Niang, who was embarrassed and bruised, Ling Muran sat down on the edge of the medicine spring, was silent for a while, and suddenly bent his knees, lowered his head and cried, his voice from hoarse sobbing at the beginning to crying at the end, as if he wanted to vent all the pain and regret in the past.

She thought that if she blew up the space, everything would end, but she didn't want to die even if she wanted to, so she was reborn back ten years ago.

This year, Ling Muran died, but he lived again, like this in both lives, how ironic.

Even in those ten years, no one knew that this Ling Muran was no longer the original fool Ling Muran, but a lonely soul floating from another world.

She possessed Ling Muran, the eldest lady of the Hou Mansion, how could she endure the noble title but did not bring good luck to this girl.

Although Ling Muran is Jing Kanghou's daughter-in-law, compared to her half-sister who is a genius alchemist, she is not only stupid and low-witted, but she has also been detected with a waste spirit root, and she has been determined to be on a rank that is inferior to a waste person all her life.

And this time, Ling Muran will die, it was Ling Yanran who ordered someone to drug Feng Linglang to blame, and concealed Jing Kanghou, the mother and daughter not only lynched her, but also drove them to a remote desert to fend for themselves.

Ten years ago, she snatched Ling Muran's body as a lonely soul, and ten years later, she returned to this body in this way again.

Everything can be done again, how beautiful, but the despair that hurts into the bone marrow is still so profound, this is not a dream, that scene is vivid, even if it is repeated, it still happened.

Ling Muran didn't know when he fainted, and how long he had been in a coma, when he woke up again, he looked up and saw that he was still in the empty space, warm underneath, and when he looked down, he found that he was sleeping in the medicine spring.

The memory suddenly returned, and she immediately stood up, but her foot, which had been sitting for too long, lost her strength, and she threw herself directly into the medicine spring.

"Miss!" Xue Niang's panicked shouting and running voice suddenly came from not far away.

Ling Muran struggled to get up, and when she looked up, she saw Xue Niang's panicked face, and couldn't help but reddened her eyes after being stunned, and her eyes were mixed with medicinal spring water.

Xue Niang!

Ling Muran's mother's personal maid has been with her since Ling Muran was born, saying that her mother is qualified.

But this woman, throughout her life, no matter whether Ling Muran is at the bottom or the scenery is infinite, she has never enjoyed happiness, how many crises have she blocked in the past ten years, and in the end she still can't escape the doom.

She remembered that when she first came through, it was Xue Niang who went to steal medicine to save Ling Muran and was beaten half to death, although she had space at that time, she didn't treat her because she couldn't trust Xue Niang, and she also thought that Xue Niang was for the original Ling Muran, and she watched coldly with peace of mind, causing her to be sick, even if her grandfather, who was a medical saint in the future, could not cure her.

When Feng Linglang returned triumphantly and returned to the field, the husband and wife did their filial piety to let her enjoy her old age and compensate well, but they never thought about it......

Ling Yanran, Ling Yanran!

Nails dug deep into the grass by the pool.

"Little, miss, what's wrong with you, did you choke, or did you fall painfully. Xue Niang looked at the girl who was in tears, only to feel that her heart twitched fiercely, and the pain was terrible.

"Xue Niang, Xue Niang, Xue Niang...... Woowoo...... Xue Niang ......" Ling Muran raised her hand and hugged Xue Niang who came to help her, buried her head heavily in her arms, crying like a wronged child.

Xue Niang's body stiffened, her eyes were intertwined with struggle and helplessness, even if she was careless, she could see the abnormality of the girl, the girl, it didn't seem to be stupid...... But after hesitating for a moment, she still raised her hand to hug the girl, and as usual, her hand gently patted the girl's back and comforted softly.