Chapter 1: Resurrection of the Dead
When she opened her eyes, the red mosquito net and red curtain in her eyes made her brain turn around and turn her head slightly, two dragon and phoenix red candles, candle tears dripping all over the sandalwood incense table, a room antique.
Where is this? Tang Yueyue wanted to get up, but found that she was weak, and her head only left the pillow slightly, and she was dizzy.
She instantly realized that the situation was not right, no, this was not her body, she had lived for more than 20 years, she was as strong as an ox, and rarely got sick with a cold.
She tried to move her wrist, then her fingers, and then gently raised her right hand and put it on the pulse of her left hand, which seemed to be weak and weak, not sick but poisoned.
The chaos swept away in her mind, this was poisoning, and she found that she couldn't even breathe smoothly because of the psychological effect.
With a slight effort, he still couldn't get up, but there were bursts of footsteps in his ears at this time.
"Miss, Miss, the doctor is here."
Zhu Lin got up early in the morning and found that his young lady was unconscious, and went out several times before asking the lady in charge to ask for a doctor, and now he came over with the doctor non-stop.
"No, I'm fine." Tang Yueyue subconsciously refused, as soon as this voice came out, she was weak, short of breath and tight, it seemed that this poison was very domineering.
"But Miss, you ......" Zhulin was still not at ease when she saw that Miss was awake, Miss didn't have the slightest breath just now, she was really scared.
"I really don't need to, I'm fine, what are you fussing about?" A weak voice slowly came out of the room.
"Then since the princess is fine, the old man will retire." The doctor at the door was carrying a medicine box, and before Zhulin could stop it, the people had already turned around and left.
"This ......" Zhulin had no choice but to grab the corner of her skirt and rush out to send the doctor again, who made the entire Zhilan Garden only the two of them.
After the "princess" Zhulin left, Tang Yueyue sat in the room and muttered to herself. Thinking about her current situation, she felt weak again, but in a moment she fell into a coma.
She slept all day, until night fell and the candlelight flickered, she slowly opened her eyes, and when she opened her eyes again, Tang Yueyue's mind was all another thing about her.
"Zhulin, help me get a mirror."
Zhulin has been guarding Miss, and as soon as the doctor left, Miss was unconscious again, but this time she didn't dare to go out again.
"Miss, mirror."
Tang Yueyue had no strength in her hands at all, so she could only look at the people in the mirror with Zhu Lin's hands. At a glance, she saw a familiar, youthful face, touching the face reflected in the bronze mirror, isn't this her modern face?
Tang Yueyue looked shocked, she touched her tender skin, and sighed that it was really good to be young.
After finishing her medical doctor in modern times, she is already a top student, and she is already twenty-five years old, but if you look at the beauty in the mirror, she is no more than eighteen years old.
Now she finally knew who she was in her dream.
was calculated by the head of the family, and her father was cowardly and incompetent, so she was sent to marry King Yu and become the fourth princess of King Yu. These dream-filled things kept swirling in her mind.
Her husband, the current Yu Wang Tiansha Lone Star, is destined to be lonely and unaccompanied for the rest of his life, and the first three princesses all died violently for no reason. Nowadays, many nobles of the family do not dare to marry their daughters, for fear that a white-haired person will accidentally send a black-haired person.
Tang Yueyue frowned slightly, the memory in her mind became clearer and clearer, she slowed down for a long time, and wanted to get up but found that her whole body was still sore and weak.
She's been resting for a few hours, and now she shouldn't be unable to get up, no, it's not her problem, then it must be the incense in the house.
"Zhulin, open the window, it's too stuffy in the room, I'm a little out of breath." Tang Yueyue knew that her dowry girl was called Zhulin, and after realizing that the problem was wrong, she quickly ordered the other party to open the window.
"Yes, miss." Zhulin is more straightforward, and she usually does whatever Tang Yueyue says.
"Miss, how are you doing?" Zhu Lin asked worriedly, "You haven't eaten a drop of water today, why don't you eat something?" "Zhulin felt a little sorry for her own young lady.
"Well, I just want to eat something light, you go to the kitchen and take a look, and bring it by the way." Tang Yueyue thought that her maid might be able to believe it, but the people in Yuwang's mansion, forget it, the reason why she explained this way was that she was afraid that people would poison her twice, and this little life would be completely gone.
Just after Zhulin closed the door and left, Tang Yueyue saw that no one was forced to get off the ground, and she approached the incense burner step by step.
Purple gold five bats incense burner, a trace of green smoke curling.
Dressed in a golden red dragon and phoenix dress, Tang Yueyue raised her left hand, her sleeve slightly covering her ears and nose, at this moment she was thinking about why this incense only had an effect on her, and it had no effect on Zhulin.
She directly stretched out her right hand and lifted the lid of the incense burner of the five dragons competing for pearls, a small piece of incense, lying quietly inside, bubbling with the slightest flame.
After burning all night, there was only a piece as big as a fingernail cover, Tang Yueyue picked up the water cup on the side, sprayed a little bit of the tea in it into the incense burner, and gently wrapped the half of the unburned incense piece in a handkerchief.
The fragrance of the room faded, and the stars came into view.
"You're all going to be fine." Looking at the shining stars outside the window, Tang Yueyue silently made a wish in her heart, and she would be fine.
A generation of medical geniuses in the new era will not be defeated by this little poison, so she subconsciously squeezed the handkerchief wrapped in incense tablets in her hand.