Yunling Continent, the capital of Donglin Kingdom, Jian'an City.

It coincides with the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival. In Jian'an City after nightfall, the streets and alleys are lit up with lights and crowds. People enjoy the lanterns, guess the lantern riddles, visit the night market, frolic, cheer, shout, the huge Jian'an City is full of people, lively and extraordinary.

At this time, in the palace of the protector general, it was a different scene. The faces of the masters were terrifying, and the subordinates were even more silent, and they didn't dare to come out.

Feng Ning, who was killed by the bomb, only felt that her abdomen and chest were swollen violently, as if they were filled with water. Due to the intense pain, my consciousness gradually cleared up from vagueness.

Feng Ning could only hear the low cry of a woman beside her, and kept shouting: "Yan Yan...... , Yan Yan ......"

"Didn't I get killed? ......?" Feng Ning couldn't hold back any longer, tilted her head, and spit out a few mouthfuls of water. Then his eyes went black and he fainted.

The moment she fainted, Feng Ning heard various sounds in the room: the woman's screams, the man's eager call for the doctor, and some anxious voices......

I don't know how long it took, Feng Ning woke up and gradually opened her eyes.

What catches the eye is the light pink fluttering bed tent, layers of light yarn, and carved wooden bed rails, which are antique.

This is...... Where is this? Am I alive again?

Feng Ning turned her head and wanted to see the situation around her. However, before he could see clearly, he saw a light blue figure flying over.

"My Yanyan!" the woman's exclamation exploded in her ears, and her body was completely pressed against Feng Ning's body at once, tightly protecting her.

"Poof......" Feng Ning, who hadn't had time to figure out the situation, was instantly pressed and spit out a big mouthful of water.

I'm a good girl! I just came back to life, and I haven't caught my breath yet, I'm going to be crushed to death again! Feng Ning has no power to complain in her heart......

"Madam, don't be excited, let go of Yan Yan!" a deep magnetic voice sounded, and the woman was helped up by the man behind her.

"Whew-huh-" Feng Ning took the opportunity to quickly take a few big breaths before she regained the feeling of breathing.

Feng Ning raised her eyes and looked at the side of the bed: a young woman was sitting on the edge of the bed, with tears on her face, but she was full of surprise.

The young woman looked to be about thirty years old, with beautiful faces, beautiful eyebrows and phoenix eyes, jade cheeks and cherry lips, and snow-white skin. The head is tied to the clouds, a snow-white white jade step is swayed in the hair, the ears are covered with blue jewels, and he is wearing a light blue wide-sleeved brocade skirt. Such a beautiful woman in the city, put it in modern times, is properly responsible for traffic, an international actress!

Seeing Feng Ning staring at herself stunned, the young woman suddenly became anxious: "Yan Yan, Yan Yan! What's wrong with you? I'm my mother!"

"Mother...... Mother?" Feng Ning said with some confusion, and was instantly taken aback.

No, although the voice was a little hoarse, it could be heard as the voice of a little girl, she was twenty years old, and it was definitely not her voice!

Feng Ning raised her empty other hand again, and looked at it carefully, it was indeed a little girl's hand, and it seemed to be seven or eight years old.

Speechless and lowered her eyes, at this time she realized: she had come back from the dead. No, to be exact, it should be the soul that crossed into the body of this little girl named "Yan Yan".

But for some reason, she didn't have any memory of "Yan Yan" in her mind.

Feng Ning decided to pretend to have amnesia, and it was always right to respond to all changes without change.