Wrong! Why did she take the identity of the original owner?

She was her from beginning to end!

At this moment, Zhao Xiaowan's heart was extremely clear and clear.

It was as if she heard something shattering in her ears.

Just when Zhao Xiaowan felt a light consciousness, as if he was about to get out of the environment, a sudden change occurred.

The black and white flashed wildly in front of him, like a flashing screen, and his consciousness sank, and then, he involuntarily fell into the darkness.

When I opened my eyes again, my surroundings changed.

It was still the courtyard when she woke up for the first time, but this time, the furnishings and arrangements in the room were even more dilapidated.

The original finely embroidered bed curtain is gone, replaced by a dilapidated gray-blue tent. The tent may have been too old, and there were holes in many places, but they were carefully patched with the same color. It's just that it seems that the man's needlework is not very good, and the thread is crooked, even as good as a beginner.

As soon as Zhao Xiaowan moved, the bed under him immediately creaked as if it was overwhelmed, driving the bed to shake constantly, as if it would collapse in the next second.

After Zhao Xiaowan, who had just woken up, reacted, he wanted to leave this dangerous bed, but the door creaked open.

The person who pushed the door was none other than the personal maid in her last week's eyes, but it was described as withered and lifeless.

Before Zhao Xiaowan could surprise what was happening, his eyes fell on her hands and feet that were folded at a strange angle.

At that moment, Zhao Xiaowan's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, and there was even more anger between his eyebrows.

"Miss, you're finally awake!" When the maid saw her, there was finally a trace of waves in the dry well Wubo's eyes.

She staggered quickly to Zhao Xiaowan, and it could be seen that every step was very difficult.

She raised her left hand, which was still intact, and leaned in the direction of Zhao Xiaowan, but at the moment when she was about to touch Zhao Xiaowan's forehead, she suddenly retracted her hand.

Then, under Zhao Xiaowan's incomprehensible gaze, he rubbed his palms vigorously on his clothes, and finally carefully stroked her forehead.

"Whew, it's good to have a fever......" The maid's face was tired, and she looked ten years older than the babbling little maid Zhao Xiaowan saw at the beginning.

Then I saw her take out an egg from her arms very lightly, stuff it into Zhao Xiaowan's hand, and babble: "Miss, after sleeping for so long, you must be hungry...... Also, I haven't eaten for half a year, and I only drink some porridge and water every day, so it's a blessing to wake up today......"

Zhao Xiaowan didn't say a word, just looked at the egg in silence.

After a while, Zhao Xiaowan squeezed out a sentence from his throat with some difficulty, "What's the matter with your injury?" ”

The maid was stunned, the chattering voice stopped, and her expression suddenly became trance.

After the oral description of the personal maid, Zhao Xiaowan knew that it had been half a year since she punched her cheap father and kicked Zhao Jinling. Not long after she put down her cruel words that day, she fell into a sudden high fever.

The maid was so anxious that she wanted to ask for a doctor, but somehow the second lady got the news and sent someone to stop her.

The maid was born with divine power, and knocked over a lot of obstacles, but was stopped by the master's people before leaving the house.

She was invincible with two fists and four hands, and soon she was defeated by the master's crowd tactics, and was thrown back into the courtyard with a blue nose and swollen face.

But Zhao Xiaowan had a high fever and didn't go away, and later talked nonsense, the maid was anxious, and sneaked out of the house while the guards were lax, but when she returned to the house with the medicine that she had finally caught, she was caught by the second lady's people.

Later, the maid learned that everything that day was premeditated by the second lady.

Zhao Jinling suspected her of stealing her master's jewelry for profit on the grounds that the maid had left the house without permission, and used the extra piece of pink hosta on her body as evidence to force the charge on her.

When the maid was not convinced, she had her hands and legs broken and locked her up for three days.

The maid didn't run out of rice and water for three days, because of her injuries, she had been feverish, but she was determined, and after she was finally released, she relied on perseverance to crawl back to Zhao Xiaowan's yard from the firewood room.

Fortunately, Zhao Xiaowan is the nominal Miss Zhao Fuyan, although while she was unconscious, the master and subordinates treated her harshly, but they didn't let her really starve to death.

Only eating a little porridge and water every day, and there was no medicine to assist him, Zhao Xiaowan held on until the maid came back.

In Fanghua Garden, a master and a servant survived half a year so strongly.

Zhao Xiaowan was very angry, angry at this bullshit plot, and even more angry at this garbage fantasy.

She could barely suppress the anger in her heart, and she raised her leg to go out to seek justice for her maid, but she only made a move and realized that something was wrong.

Her limbs are soft, let alone going out to seek justice, even if she has to move a single step.

Similarly, the senses of all parts of the body are slowly synchronized, and at the same time, the physical fitness is also approaching the image of the eldest lady who has been in a coma for half a year in the maid's mouth.

Zhao Xiaowan's face was ugly, and she finally realized that this time she was more constrained than last week's ability to do nonsense.

It's as if she really slowly assimilated into Zhao Wan in the story.

"Humph! Garbage stuff! Feeling the changes in his body, Zhao Xiaowan gritted his teeth and took a sip.

Seeing that the maid's eyes were staring at her for a moment, as if she was worried that she would suddenly fall into a coma like last time in the next second, Zhao Xiaowan rarely restrained her temper.

Stuffing the egg in his hand into the maid's hand, before the other side spoke, Zhao Xiaowan snorted weakly, "I want to drink water, I wonder if there is excess water in the room?" ”

The maid reacted, staggered to the only table left in the room, and poured a cup of overnight tea.

"That's all there is to it," the maid said as she seemed a little embarrassed, "the kitchen hasn't brought tea for two days, and this is the last ......time."

Zhao Xiaowan: "......"

Don't say that you can't drink tea overnight, just under this condition, it's good to have tea to drink.

Zhao Xiaowan didn't dislike it, took a sip, and sent the tea that had been dried for an unknown number of days into his stomach.

After the tea was in his stomach, Zhao Xiaowan didn't feel full, so he had no choice but to chew and swallow the broken tea in the teacup.

Feeling that his stomach felt better, and the throbbing pain was no longer burning, Zhao Xiaowan breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, hearing the gurgling sound in the maid's stomach, Zhao Xiaowan sighed secretly, "If you're hungry, eat the eggs, I'll rest for a while, and then call me when today's dinner is over." ”

Zhao Xiaowan wanted to try if she could cultivate in the illusion, after all, the situation was bad enough, no matter how bad it was, it couldn't be any worse, she had to find a way to save herself first.

The maid was stunned for two seconds, and then whispered, "Miss, we have already eaten today......

Zhao Xiaowan: "......"

I never expected that the slap in the face would come so quickly.

It's her mistake!

There is no worst, only worse!

Zhao Xiaowan: "I'm so tired......"

Say no more, destroy it!