Ji Cheng slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was a pink and yellow curtain, and the twilight was slightly cool. Overhead is a tassel that sways gently in the wind. I moved uncomfortably, but found that the bed under me was cold and hard, even if the complex and gorgeous clouds and silk were spread under me like water, it was always soft but also extremely thin. From time to time, a burst of rosewood wafts in, quiet and beautiful. Next to the couch is the window, exquisite carving, rare wood. Outside the window, there is a beautiful scene, rockery, small pond, blue lotus root, pink water lotus. From time to time, a little maid passed by, but the footsteps were very soft, and the sound of conversation was also very soft.

Looking at everything in front of him, Ji Cheng frowned, what's going on? Why did you come back to this place? Didn't he destroy the Heavenly Dao Alliance token in the form of self-detonation? Isn't it time to be reborn in hell? Why is it here?

A series of questions crossed Ji Cheng's mind, and he communicated hell with common sense, but found that there was no reaction at all, and he didn't have any cultivation on his body, just like he was on the earth, a sick body. What the hell is going on? Is everything a dream? But why is there no memory of this body?

Without waiting for Ji Cheng to think about it, a woman about twenty years old, dressed in ancient clothes, walked in with a plate of water. Look at her outfit as a maid from a large family in ancient times.

"Childe, you finally woke up, this dish of water will wash your face, I'll tell Miss." The maid said happily when she saw Ji Cheng sit up.

"Wait..."

"Childe, do you have any orders?" Hearing Ji Cheng have to shout, the maid turned around and asked.

"Who am I? Why is it here? What kind of place is this? "It's all true, but it's also true that I have to understand what this place is before you figure out what made you here.

"Childe, I don't know who you are, I only know that you appeared to save Miss when our young lady was most desperate, and you were seriously injured because of it, and you didn't faint until our nursing home arrived at you." The maid replied.

"This seems to be a woman's room, right? Even if I save you miss, you don't have to send me here, do you? ”

The other party didn't know his identity, so he had to wait for himself to get better and then check it slowly.

"The main reason is that most of the visitors to our Zhou Mansion are women, and only women stay overnight, so the guest rooms are arranged like this."

"Is this a guest room? How does it look like a separate small yard? Ji Cheng asked suspiciously.

"Our lord is the richest merchant in the Daqian Dynasty, the second lord is the prime minister of the dynasty, and the guests of our Zhou Mansion are all either rich or expensive, and the guest rooms are of course all independent courtyards." The maid replied arrogantly.

"Well, then you can go and inform your young lady!"

A rich and noble family, Ji Cheng doesn't plan to stay here for a long time, and he will leave when his injuries are better, there is no need to inquire so clearly.

It didn't take long for the maid to come in with a woman...

Dressed in a blue emerald smoke shirt, a pleated skirt with scattered flowers and mist and green grass, wearing a light blue emerald water thin smoke veil, if the shoulders are cut into a waist, if the skin is condensed, the air is like a quiet orchid. Fold the waist to micro-step, showing the wrist in the light yarn. The eyes are full of spring water and clear waves, and a hollow golden hairpin is obliquely inserted in the bun on the head, decorated with a little purple jade, and the tassel is sprinkled on the green silk. The fragrant jade is tender and delicate, and the fingers are like cutting the root of the onion, such as containing Zhu Dan, and the smile is moving. The face of the spring water is like clotted fat, the white jasmine smoke is soft, the white mopping smoke cage plum blossom water skirt, the body is soft smoke, and it is really a bit of a powdery and crispy and delicate taste.

"Childe, you're awake, I've asked someone to prepare food for you, and the doctor said that you shouldn't wake up and eat too greasy, so I asked people to prepare white porridge. I hope you don't dislike it..."

"No, it's good to have porridge to drink."

Try to distance yourself from her, the big families don't want to have too much contact with the civilians, and maybe they will send some money when they leave.

"It's good if Childe doesn't dislike it, so I won't disturb Childe's rest. I'll come back tomorrow to see Childe......"

"Hmm..."

That Miss Zhou did not become cold because of the gap in her identity, and it was a tone from beginning to end, which made people feel close to it.

"Childe, please eat..."

"Thank you..."

"You're welcome, this is what a slave should do..."

Ji Cheng was really a little sleepy after eating the porridge, so he put down the bowl. The maid asked again, "Do you still want Childe?" ”

"No thanks..."

When the maid was leaving, she suddenly said, "That son, you have a good rest, and the doctor said that you should prepare porridge for you as soon as possible when you wake up, saying that you will feel sleepy within half an hour when you wake up...... That's why the young lady left so quickly...... I just don't want to disturb your rest...... It's not that you are disliked. ”

"I know, you go down first, I'm going to rest."

How she has nothing to do with herself, the more beautiful a woman is, the more trouble she has, so Ji Cheng doesn't want to have too much contact with her. Hmph, don't have any connection after leaving......

When he woke up, he felt refreshed and felt that his body was much better, Ji Cheng got out of bed, with a towel and a plate of water next to him, Ji Cheng looked at the reflection in the water, which was not much different from what he had before. After washing his face, the maid who was just about to go out and deliver porridge yesterday brought a bowl of porridge again.

Not long after Ji Cheng ate, Miss Zhou came here.

"Childe, are you feeling better today?"

"It's much better, I'm going to leave tomorrow."

"Is it so urgent?"

"I suddenly remembered that I had something very important to do."

"Isn't Childe amnesia?"

"It's just vaguely remembering that there are very important things to do."

"What is it, I can tell my subordinates to do it for you..."

"Hell still needs me, I have to go back, so I can't stay here."

"Childe, what do you mean by that? What hell, childe, don't you think about it! ”

"Everything feels very real, but people are a little less spiritual, is the way of heaven like this? There is no emotion, just like a painting, no matter how well it is painted, no matter how expressive it is, it is just a painting, and it can never compare to the real scene. ”

"Huh... Ha... Ha... Sure enough, he is worthy of the person he chosen, how many people are addicted to this level and can't extricate themselves, but it only took you one day to see through. But it's not so easy for you to get out, and just because you see through it doesn't mean you'll be able to get out. It's like if you go into a quagmire, you still can't extricate yourself from knowing that it will make you fall into it, you can only sink deeper and deeper. An unfamiliar voice came from inside the room, but the Miss Zhou in front of her was still talking about something.

"The entrance is also the exit, do you still think I can't go out?"

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