Eleven had a long dream, and everything about her and Seventeen was in the dream.
It was a mysterious organization. There were many orphans like them in the organization. Their names were just serial numbers. She and Shiqi were put into a group. One applied poison and the other detoxified. She did not love him, but just regarded him as a family member for a long time.
Studying toxins, half of her face was almost ulcerated. Shiqiu didn't seem to mind and never regarded her as a monster.
They were assigned a female prisoner who could be used for experiments. Eleven had never looked at her directly. She only knew that she was a woman who could not speak. She began to test poison on her, and Seventeen was responsible for detoxifying her. She did not know that this was the case.
How long had the relationship lasted, but occasionally she felt that there was something different about Shi Qi? It wasn't until that day when he used poison on her that she knew that Qi Qi had fallen in love with the female prisoner...
Her dream doesn't seem to be over yet...
In the dream, she looked so beautiful without the piece of rotten flesh on her face. She was the daughter of a prisoner of war from the Qiu Yan Kingdom, but she earned the pity of King Qiu Yan. She grew up in the palace and was accused of being married to the prince.
Sheng Yeming, she loved him, but it was a pity that he never seemed to care much about her and even married her to the king of a neighboring country. He said that he wanted her to kill the king named Long Lilie. Her heart was trembling, she
I don't dare, I don't even know why she is asked to do this...
On the sedan chair, she was restless, and it seemed like a faint green figure flew over the top of the sedan chair, and then, her heart felt like suffocating pain.
"eleven"
Who is someone calling her? She is not familiar with this voice.
"Eleven, you are Qingluan, the queen of Tianchi Kingdom"
Wait, wait!
"Qingluan! You are Qingluan, right?" Eleven exclaimed
"No, Qingluan is you, you are Feng Qingluan"
"No, no, I'm not!" Eleven woke up from his dream, the wound was still aching.
Antique carved bed, gauze curtain, landscape paintings on the wall, incense burner, smoke... This was not a dream, she had indeed traveled through time and was in a dynasty she didn't know about.
In front of the dressing table, she picked up the mirror that looked like copper but not copper. For almost a long time, she couldn't believe that the face that belonged to her seemed to be so beautiful that it seemed a little distorted.
As I looked at it, a face like hers seemed to be reflected in the mirror. She was smiling, as if she was saying goodbye.
"Qingluan!"
With a cry of surprise, there was nothing in the mirror.
"Qingluan, come out, Qingluan!"
"Empress?"
Behind me, there was a frightened voice
Eleven turned around and looked at the door. Two palace maids who happened to be passing by were looking at her in fear. She was about to step forward, but they ran away as if they had seen a ghost...