In a daze, I heard a noise mixed with the sound of weapons clashing. I slowly opened my eyes, and found myself still lying on the floor of that room. There were loud shouts outside the door, and there was also fire lighting up half of the night.
I shook my dizzy mind and climbed up with great effort. My body staggered and I almost fell. Grandma, I don’t know what they fed me, and I didn’t have any strength in my body.
Shaking his body, he looked outside the house to see what was happening outside. Looking at this formation, it looked like a palace change in a historical drama.
My hand reached for the door, and the moment I opened it, my whole body froze.
The hand that reached the door was covered with fine wrinkles, and the skin was loose and dull, just like... like an old man's hand!
I quickly stretched out my other hand and raised it to my eyes.
Same old and ugly...
"Ah!" I was so frightened that I took a big step back and accidentally bumped into the table next to me. The bronze mirror on the table fell to the ground, reflecting the moonlight and clearly reflecting a face.
He has gray hair, an old face, the corners of his eyes are covered with wrinkles, his eye sockets are sunken, and his cheeks are slack and dull. His original appearance can only be vaguely seen from his eyebrows.
"No! No!" I covered my eyes, unwilling to believe what it saw.
This person is not me, she is not me!
The hoarse and old voice coming out of my mouth once again threw me into the bottomless abyss.
"Ah! Ah! This is not me! I don't want to be like this!" I roared and roared, but what I got in return was a violent coughing and wheezing.
Like a real old man.
Oh my God, what on earth is going on? Is it Concubine Qin?! What did she feed me?
"Bang!" The door was kicked open at this moment.
When the visitor saw me, he just frowned in disgust, and then asked coldly, "Where is the girl in the room?" The scar on his eyebrow looked a little ferocious because of the anxiety on his face.
"Girl... haha, girl..." I murmured sadly, "There will be no more girls, no more girls..." There is just an old woman with gray hair and wrinkles on her face.
His eyebrows furrowed even more tightly, as if he didn't want to waste any more time. After seeing that there was no one else in the room, he left without hesitation.
I fell to the ground blankly, touching my face that looked like dry tree bark, "This is not me... This is not me..."
"Xiao Ran..." Another person rushed in from the door. He was a little stunned when he saw me. Then he pulled out his sword and put it directly at my throat, saying in a cold voice, "Tell me, where did Zizun hide that girl?"
His handsome face was covered with burnt color, and his gentle and elegant temperament was replaced by a sharp aura. Looking into his pure eyes, I could no longer suppress my tears, "Woo... ow... I don't want this,
I don’t want to be like this... Wu... I don’t want... Xiaobai..."
"Cang clang", the sword fell to the ground, making a crisp sword cry.
"You...you..." He opened his eyes wide and stared at me in disbelief, "Only Xiaoran can call me 'Xiaobai', you, are you Xiaoran?" Then he squatted down and shook me violently.
body, "Are you Xiaoran?"
"Xiao Bai!" I threw myself into his arms and cried so hard that I couldn't help myself. "I, I was given medicine by Concubine Bi...I, I don't want to become an old woman!"
"You are really Xiaoran..." Xiaobai slowly hugged me, hugging me tighter and tighter, so tight that I could feel his heart hurting.