Tick, tick.

Terrifying sounds.

Headache to the point where you can't breathe.

It turned out that the blood was dry, and the poison of the blood sealing the throat was so painful.

Mu Yunhan exhaled painfully and opened his eyes.

There was a lush wood, the leaves glistening in the morning light, and the air was fresh, not the house where she had been imprisoned for years.

I had a splitting headache, and when I reached out and touched it, there was a bloody hole.

Touching it again, I froze, this face is smooth and soft, not her face at all!

She looked hesitantly at her wrist, smooth as silk, without the countless needles and scars!

Why is that?

Before Mu Yunhan could think about it, a dark shadow shrouded her.

Seventeen or eighteen years old, tall and straight, with black hair, skin that is almost translucent, obsidian-like eyes, a straight nose, thin lips that are faint cherry blossom color, and slender and white hands hanging on both sides.

The facial features are all exquisite, and the body, skin, hands and feet are all not good-looking.

When the morning breeze rose, the white robe on his body flowed like moonlight, like moonlight, enveloping him, as if the next moment, he would go with the wind and go straight to the clouds.

Except for Gu Yilan, it was the first time for Mu Yunhan to see such a beautiful and delicate man.

The boy stared at her, his dark eyes full of compassion and sympathy.

"Help me!" Mu Yunhan's consciousness is scattered, she wants to live, but the revenge has not been avenged, she can't die.

Mu Yunhan dreamed of many people and things, all of which were about the experience of this new body, and she had become another person with the same name and surname.

"Meow~" A cat meow sounded, and she woke up and gasped for breath.

I have a splitting headache, but I have more strength in my body.

She lay on a wooden bed, her bedding clean and fluffy, her body dressed in clean muslin clothes, and her head was well bandaged.

A chubby black cat squatted on the pillow, looking at her vigilantly while washing her face with her paws.

A strong smell of medicine permeated the room, and it seemed that she had been effectively treated.

Mu Yunhan touched his face and breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart, unable to believe that this was true.

"You're awake." The curtain of the door was lifted, and a thin and short old woman poked her head in, her expression was serious and cold, and it was scary to look at.

Thanks to what he saw in his dream, Mu Yunhan recognized that this was the most powerful Gu Shenpo in the town, dancing gods, divination, life and death, and superb skills, but she was very fierce and indifferent, and she didn't usually interact with people, and everyone was afraid of her......

But her son Gu Fenglin, who is really a good person, although he was born unable to speak, his body is weak, and he is said to be a short-lived ghost who will not live long, but he is gentle and polite, kind-hearted, often helps widows and widows and loneliness, and is good-looking, and the people in the town like him very much.

Everyone didn't dare to say it on the surface, but they were talking about it in private, saying that a fairy figure like Gu Fenglin couldn't speak, was frail and sickly, and was destined to die short-lived, all because Gu Shenpo leaked the secret of heaven, which led to the curse.

This gentle, beautiful and kind Gu Fenglin is the one who rescued her from the woods before.

surnamed Gu, who knows the art of divination, is frail and sickly, and is destined to die short-lived.

If it weren't for the fact that the Lanjing Gu clan couldn't live anywhere outside the capital, Mu Yunhan would almost suspect that Gu Fenglin was the son of the Lanjing Gu clan.

"Drink it while it's hot." Gu Shenpo handed over a bowl of medicine, "Treat injuries and replenish blood." ”

"Thank you, Grandma." Mu Yunhan drank cleanly, she wants to survive, she must survive!