The chaotic eyes were like walking into a fog. She tried hard to see the scene in front of her, but she couldn't see it in detail. She vaguely seemed to be a sound coming from the horizon, but she couldn't hear anything clearly. She was so tired and exhausted that she closed her eyes like a small boat floating on the vast sea, floating without roots and no foundation, and endless sleepiness came overwhelmingly, and she really didn't want to wake up again...

At this time, the voice in my ears became clearer and clearer, "Girl! Girl! wake up!" The woman's voice was more and more rapid. The woman on the bed was awakened and finally opened her eyes slowly, thinking to herself, "Aren't I burned to death in the dungeon? Why are I still alive?"

The woman looked at the anxious little girl next to her and was secretly suspicious. She was about to get up, but she felt a dizzy moment and almost fell under the bed.

The little girl was so scared that she quickly helped the woman up, "Girl, you have woken up. Qiaoer has been scared to death by you these days." The little girl was about to cry in a crying voice.

The woman looked around the room tiredly. A purple bookcase was placed in the northeast corner of the room. The warm sunlight shone in from the vermilion carved wooden window and scattered on a guqin piece by piece. The pink gauze curtain brought some petals from outside the window with the wind, gently brushing the strings. On the large desk filled with ink not far away, an incense burner rose from the curling cigarettes, wrapped around the gauze curtain, and filled the entire boudoir. The room looked very delicate and elegant, but when you look closely, it was not a very expensive item. But even greater doubts circled in her heart. What exactly happened? What is this?

The pain of being peeled off and burning the fire seemed to be still there, and what was the strange thing in front of me? Could it be that scenes happened just a realistic dream? The boundless pain and hatred really made her blood coagulate and her whole body tremble. She was sure that everything was real! And now, Ruan Yingluo is really back from the dead?! Yingluo couldn't help but smile at herself with a joke, God, you really treat me well!

After his mind gradually became clear, Yingluo looked at the little girl with a round face who was only thirteen or fourteen years old in front of her, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you a Qiaoer?"

"Yes, I'm Qiaoer, girl, you can't do such a stupid thing anymore. If something happens to you, mom will beat me to death," Qiaoer said in a crying voice.

"Mom? Qiaoer, tell me quickly, where is this?" Yingluo couldn't believe her ears.

"This is Zui Menglou. My name is Yinluo. It is the most popular young man here." Qiaoer looked at Yingluo in front of him with a little confusion, "Miss, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Qiaoer asked concernedly as Yingluo, who looked pale in front of him.

"Qiao'er, it's okay. My head hurts so much. Some things are a little confused and can't remember them clearly. The more I think about it, the more I feel hurt... Qiao'er, what happened? Why did I fall into a coma until now? Why did my head hurt so much?" Although Yingluo couldn't believe that she was actually in a brothel, the grand daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion had fallen to this point, which was ridiculous... But she still tried hard to calm down her mood and hinted that she would not reveal flaws.

Qiaoer finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the girl must have hit her head and was not fully awake. So she slowly said to her: "Miss, your name is Huanyinluo. She was a good young man here who was selling her skills but not her body. Life was still stable. But as your talent became more and more famous, many people rush to see your appearance. Mom Jinlan discovered that this was a good opportunity to make money, so she held an auction conference with a crush on money. Whoever paid more money could see your beauty. But she didn't expect that we won the final victory.

The playboy who is famous for spending money like a tyrant bullying men and women! When he saw you, he became arrogant and thought... If you want to occupy your body, of course you will not obey. You will hit the pillar and fainted. The evil young man was panicked when he saw this scene. After all, it is not so easy to force someone to death here, so he ran away in a hurry. But don't worry, my mother has already given instructions in the past few days, so she can't help but rest and don't worry about the things outside. But Yi Qiaoer looked at her, she was just afraid that if something went wrong, she would not be able to explain to Master Xie."

After saying this, Yingluo completely understood that the owner of this body was named Yi Yinluo, who was originally from the Qingliu family. She was convicted of the entire mansion because her father and brother offended the powerful and nobles. After that, the man in the family was exiled to the cold and bitter place, and all the women were sold as slaves. She had been sold to Zui Meng Tower for three years.

Within the past three years, she tried her best to protect her innocent body. Seeing her using her unparalleled plum blossom seal and wonderful paintings, she attracted the scholars and literati here to spend a lot of money just to win the beautiful woman's smile, the madam gradually acquiesced to her persistence.

Yingluo thought for a while. She didn't know how far this place was from the capital. Nowadays, the years and months were burned to death. She secretly prayed in her heart that it was too far apart! Ruan Linlang, you must live well and wait for me alive.

Yingluo turned around and asked Qiaoer, "Qiaoer, how far is our place from Kyoto? What year is it now?"

Qiaoer looked at the girl helplessly, thinking that she was over. The girl was afraid that she would really ruin her mind. "Miss, we are Langzhou. If we are fast horses from Kyoto, we will arrive in almost two days. Now, it is the 25th year of Apocalypse."

When Yingluo heard the 25th day of the Apocalypse, she calculated silently that it had been three years since Ruan Yingluo's death! I don't know how much happened in the Kyoto court in these three years, and I can't wait to know how Ruan Linlang, a fake princess, lived? And King Zhao... He really knew that his princess was an impostor and didn't care at all? He also knew that Ruan Yingluo, who had fallen in love with him at the bank of Linjiang Pavilion in which the spring rain was misty, had actually died long ago? And the Prime Minister's Mansion... Father, do you really hate your mother and don't even care about the life and death of your biological daughter?

"Qiao'er, put the medicine here. I'll drink it later. You go down first. I'm a little tired..." Yingluo said to Qiao'er who brought the medicine next to her. Qiao'er sighed when she saw Yingluo, who was full of fatigue and sadness in her eyes, and said, "Girl, please relax and have a good rest. I'll go down first." After that, she put the medicine on the table beside the bed and quietly retreated.

At this time, Yingluo was the only one left in the room. She lay on the bed on her back, looking at the exquisite carvings on the top of the bed and the bed curtain swaying in the wind, thinking about how to survive in the future and how to implement her plan... Unconsciously, she was sleepy and her eyes were very awkward. In the hazy dimness, she had a dream, as if she had experienced the life of a woman. Until with a dull sound of "bang", Ruan Yingluo was suddenly awakened. She touched her forehead and was sweating.

It turned out that everything in the dream was just some memories left by this body. She saw that she was also a child who was going to keep her clothes and food, and she was hilarious and ignorant of the world under the care of her family. Until one day, her family was ordered to be investigated by the soldiers who broke into the house overnight, and her grandmother was angry and left the world. Later, in just a few days, her family was destroyed and killed... She also saw the scenes of her unyielding and dealing with all the people after she became a brothel. Until the moment she hit the pillar to protect her innocence, the strange woman named Yinluo really died since then.

Maybe this is God's will, and Ruan Yingluo is just a trace of remnant soul injected into this body. Maybe God was planning to give her a chance to come back after hearing the curse that she had been unwilling to accept in her previous life.

Yinluo, don’t worry, I will live a good life for you! Ruan Linlang, even if you had many reasons to do evil in your previous life, I will return all the face and fire to you that shameless face and fire to you! And in this life, since God has given me the opportunity to start over, I will definitely grasp it well, and you and I will be destined to be dead!
Chapter completed!