When you open your eyes, you will see a wooden roof with thick beams horizontally in front of you. The eyes that had just opened were still a little confused, he rubbed his eyes, and wanted to sit up with his right hand, but as soon as his body was strained, he felt a burst of colic in his chest, and after struggling to sit up, Yang Yi looked down and saw that his chest was wrapped in gauze layer after layer.

"What's the situation, didn't I go mad in vain, and where did the wound in my chest come from?"

Touching his chest, Yang Yi was puzzled in his heart, and turned his head to look around, the wooden tables and chairs, the wooden bed, the whole room was an antique design, and there were some porcelain that looked very exquisite, just like the room in the costume TV series.

Where is this place, and who saved himself?

Got up and got out of bed, as soon as his feet hit the ground, he felt that something was wrong, not that the style of the pants was strange, seeing so many antique furniture in the room, he must have saved himself a lot of love for ancient life, and it would not be too strange for him to change into this ancient costume. What puzzled him was that there was a feeling of disobedience in his legs, not the feeling that his body was injured and his limbs were difficult to move, but ......, but that his body was not his own, a little unfamiliar, and he lifted his right ankle and spiraled around a few times, but that feeling still existed.

Stretched out his hand and rubbed his swollen head, but suddenly found that these hands were a little strange, his hands were not so white and tender, and his fingers were not as slender as this, etc...... It doesn't seem like it's your own hands.

What are you kidding? I actually feel that my hand is not my own, Yang Yi suddenly had an uneasy feeling in his heart, seeing a mirror in the house, Yang Yi walked over, and a strange face appeared in the mirror, about seventeen or eighteen years old, Yang Yi felt ridiculous, who is this? Could it be that he is in the illusion of the magic of his heart? But if he is still in the illusion, then why has his appearance changed, what are you kidding, it is not his own appearance, where does the sense of substitution come from, the demon in the heart is still confused.

The wound on his chest was still faintly painful, and when he opened the window, Yang Yi's eyes narrowed slightly in the bright sunlight. This room is on the second floor, standing here from the window looking into the distance, you can see a number of brick or stone or wooden houses, the layout of the house is like an ancient deep house compound, Yang Yi, who is accustomed to seeing skyscrapers, has a sense of novelty, this is a domestic film and television city? or a private house? If it is private, then how much does the owner of this place have to love the ancient times to build so many antique houses, fingers twisted pants, well, even clothes.

When Yang Yi was thinking, the door was pushed open, and a beautiful little girl came in, seeing Yang Yi standing in front of the window, her face was stunned, but she immediately reacted, "Sixth Young Master, you have finally woken up, you have been in a coma for three days, and the people in the house are worried about you"

The little girl saw that Yang Yi was sober at first, and her tone was joyful, "They are all from the Liu family, isn't it just a competition, and they have such a heavy hand." said with a hint of complaint, presumably with a deep grudge against the Liu family.

The little girl kept talking, but the more Yang Yi listened, the more confused she became, what did she call herself, Sixth Young Master, when did she become a young master, is it really still in an illusion.

"Who are you?" Yang Yi asked.

"Sixth Young Master, what's wrong with you, I'm Yan'er, you told me to do things before."

The finger pointed to himself again, "Uh, who am I?"

Yang Yi felt that his expression must be very wonderful now, pointing to himself and asking others who he was, if he met someone asking like this, he would generally silently recite a sentence of "neurosis" in his heart, and then tell him seriously "You are you".

"The sixth young master is the sixth young master" The little girl had a puzzled expression, well, the answer was also very philosophical.

Yang Yi no longer struggled with this innocent little girl, and desperately wanted to understand the situation in his heart, leaving a sentence I will go out for a walk, so I walked out naked.

"Sixth Young Master, hey..... Sixth young master, put on your clothes" The little girl wanted to reach out and hold Yang Yi, but she didn't dare to reach out because of the status gap, so she had to cry and shout in the back.

Yang Yi walked out, met a lot of people along the way, but they were all dressed in ancient clothes, and when he saw himself, he also called himself the sixth young master, but when he saw his shirtless appearance, he immediately cast a strange gaze, but no one dared to reach out to stop him, and along the way, he also met more and more people. Ultimately...... He was still stopped back.

Stopping him was a middle-aged man, who looked quite majestic, and the people around him immediately showed nervous expressions when they saw him, and it seemed that this person was quite powerful. He simply stretched out his hand and grabbed Yang Yi's wrist, Yang Yi wanted to resist, but just wanted to use his spiritual power, he found that he didn't have any spiritual power in his body, instead of an unfamiliar energy, and the tendons and veins also faintly felt torn.

"What's going on, the clothes of the Sixth Young Master, how do you serve the Sixth Young Master." Seeing that he had restrained Yang Yi, the middle-aged man frowned, turned his head to look around and asked.

Seeing that the middle-aged man showed signs of anger, everyone didn't dare to speak, lest they touch his brow, anyway, it was not their responsibility, if they opened their mouths, it would not be worth it, and in the situation of the sixth young master, who would dare to have too much contact with him?

Seeing that no one answered, the middle-aged man's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and he secretly hummed in his heart, "A group of things that don't know what to do, if the head of the family knows the current situation, no one can please them."

"Yang Er, what's going on, who is serving the Sixth Young Master," the middle-aged man asked one of the men.

Yang Er, who was named, secretly complained in his heart, he was really unlucky, how could he have ordered himself, but his face was not revealing anything, and he immediately replied respectfully: "The chief steward, it is Miss Bao's maid Yan'er who serves the sixth young master, as for the situation of the sixth young master, I don't know what's going on."

"Hmph, I really don't know the rules more and more, are the rules in the house too lenient for you, the sixth young master goes out like this, what kind of system does it become, you are all dead people and won't take a piece of clothing, as for the problem of Yan'er, I will say it to Miss Bao in person, now you send the sixth young master back, if outsiders see the appearance of the sixth young master, do you want the face of our Yang Mansion to be gone" The chief steward said coldly.

However, when he heard that it was the sixth young master who was served by Yan'er, the chief steward also felt troublesome in his heart, according to Miss Bao's temper, if he was held accountable in the past, he was afraid that he would not be able to please anything, as for Yang Yi, he didn't say a word to him, just waved his hand and asked his subordinates to send him back.

However, before leaving, he said a little meaningfully, "Don't think I don't know your little thoughts, remember, do your duty", turned around and left.

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