"Because you are the daughter of the Nian family, the emperor has long been wary of Nian Gengyao, and he will not let you give birth to Nian's blood."

"Your Majesty, you have hurt Wen Yao so much."

"Baoyu, Baoyu, hello..."

Severe pain in the body, the pale little face has no color.

He opened his eyes suddenly, panting heavily like a drowning person.

Hearing the sound, Xueyan walked over quickly in a small step, "Miss is awake." Her immature face was full of concern.

Looking up at the maidservant who came forward, her vision became blurred and gradually became clear.

"You, what are you calling me?" It took several times before the woman finished speaking intermittently.

As soon as the words fell, Xueyan looked anxious to cry, "Miss, what are you doing, I'll call the doctor."

Gently grabbing the corner of Xueyan's clothes, "Why did I faint."

Xueyan's eye sockets were already moist, "Miss." Her voice trembled a little.

"Why did I faint?" the woman asked again.

Xueyan rubbed her eyes, "Miss was keeping vigil for Madam, she contracted a cold and passed out just now, this is already the fifth day."

Memories flooded in slowly, "Daiyu." The woman said softly.

Her name is Lin Daiyu.

"Miss." Xueyan looked at Lin Daiyu worriedly. Lin Hai at home was also sick because her own lady was so sick. Although the lady woke up at this moment, but...

"I'm fine." Lin Daiyu glanced at Xueyan, although her voice was weak, she could still speak a complete sentence.

"Nian Wenyao." Another name appeared in her mind.

Thoughts were a little confused, Lin Daiyu rubbed her temples, coughed lightly a few times, after a while, she was sweating profusely, and every part of her body was aching.

Seeing this, Xueyan panicked and quickly brought over the medicinal soup, which had been decocting all the time, just waiting for Lin Daiyu to wake up.

Smelling this familiar but bitter medicinal soup, Lin Daiyu frowned. No matter whether it is Nian Wenyao or Lin Daiyu, because of her weak body, she has never stopped the medicine since she was a child.

"You put it away first, I'll drink it later." Lin Daiyu waved her hand and lay down again.

"Miss." Xueyan looked at Lin Daiyu with some embarrassment.

"You go down first, I'm a little tired, I'll take medicine when I wake up." The voice became smaller and smaller, as if he had already fallen asleep.

Seeing that her master was weak, Xueyan didn't dare to force Daiyu to drink the medicine, she just wanted to wait for the master to come later and persuade her.

She glanced at Lin Daiyu with some concern, Xueyan was waiting outside, and at the same time sent the servants to inform the master of Lin Daiyu's waking up.

Closing his eyes, the memories in his mind began to intersect.

First is the memory of Concubine Nian, as Nian Gengyao's younger sister, that person's concubine, infinitely loved and infinitely honored, but in the end it was just a dream, that cold-faced person did not love herself, until now she She can still remember the fact that the woman told herself, that for the sake of military power, he cruelly killed her own children one after another. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but put her hand on her stomach.

When the scene changed, it was the scene of Daiyu dying with tears in her eyes. After looking forward to it for a long time, what was waiting was that the man became someone else's husband-in-law.

"I've seen this younger sister before." Thinking of these words, I couldn't help feeling chills.

Although there were two more memories suddenly, Lin Daiyu didn't feel panic. For some reason, the combination of these two memories felt complete.

It seems that these two people are the same person.

Slowly opening her eyes, looking at her little hands, the memories came back, and Lin Daiyu realized that she was back when she was six years old, when her mother died.

Before I could think about it, my body suddenly felt sleepy.

Drowsy, her eyes became more and more heavy, slowly closed, and entered the darkness again.

When I opened my eyes, there was an empty space in front of me.

Yimapingchuan, the ground is soft soil.

"Where is this?" Looking around, Lin Daiyu felt her body refreshed like never before.

In the distance, there was the sound of gurgling water, and Lin Daiyu walked over following the sound.

It was a spring, and the water flowed slowly from the crevices of the stones, but there was no ripple when it fell on the surface of the water, the level was like a mirror.

Lin Daiyu squatted down and lightly touched the water surface with her hand, but she didn't expect that she would be sucked in as soon as her hand touched it.

When she opened her eyes, she found that she was at the bottom of the water, surrounded by water, but she could breathe.

"You are here." A hollow voice sounded.

"Who are you?" Daiyu asked, but there was no one around.

"Fairy Jiangzhu, I have been waiting for you for a long time." The voice came from the surrounding water waves.

"Fairy Crimson Pearl?" Lin Daiyu repeated.

"That was your old name."

Lin Daiyu nodded, then shook her head again. She seemed to be familiar with this memory but didn't remember it.

"Who are you?" Lin Daiyu asked again.

"You don't have to know who I am." The water rippled slightly.

"You just need to know that this life is your third life."

"Third world?" In a questioning tone.

"In the first life, you are the younger sister of Nian Gengyao in the Qing Dynasty."

"Second life, you are Lin Hai's daughter in Dream of the Red Chamber."

"The catastrophe of the two lives, the tears have been paid off, and the fate of this life is up to you."

"I gave you Linglong space, which is considered..." The words stopped here, "In short, in this life, do what you want to do."

"Are you..." Before she finished speaking, the water around Lin Daiyu suddenly swirled, and there was a huge wave, and she was brought back to the shore. The water surface was still calm, as if nothing had happened.

It's just that there is an extra book on Lin Daiyu's left hand side, which says Linglong Space.

The exquisite space is the gap between humans and the fairy world, gathering the spiritual energy of all things, and the ordinary things in the world will become half-celestial things, and the spiritual source has the effect of detoxifying all kinds of poisons.

Flipping through the book in her hand, Lin Daiyu's expression became more and more dignified. After closing the last page, she looked at the empty space around her, and then at the spiritual spring.

The voice in the water echoed in my ears, familiar yet unfamiliar, I should remember that person, but I don't have the slightest memory.

Shaking her head helplessly, Lin Daiyu stood up, "Do what I want?"

In her previous life, she thought that the emperor had a heart, but she never thought that Wuqing was the emperor's family.

In her previous life, she thought that the Hou family was righteous, but she didn't expect that coldness is the heart of the people.

The memories of the two lives merged together, but for a moment, she didn't know what to do, whether it was an ordinary life, or to let go of the resentment in her heart.

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