【Desperate Tyrant】 (8)
mission?
I don’t want a mission, I can’t afford it at all, I’m just an ordinary girl who is lazy and stupid.
A warm light shone in, and my consciousness gradually became lighter and thinner.
Slowly, my body became lighter and my mind became blank.
"Go to sleep..."
The heartbeat fluctuated with ripples, and I fell into a deep sleep...
it hurts!
I slowly opened my eyes, and my vision gradually became clear. The pink ceiling gauze curtain, this is not my home!
Turn your eyes elsewhere, antique furniture is everywhere, and more!
What did I see? A girl dressed as a maid was sleeping next to my bed.
The clothes she is wearing are not borrowed from a theater, right?
I moved my body, felt a sharp pain in my chest, and took a breath.
He raised his hands in discomfort, his arms were covered with cloud gauze sleeves as thin as cicada wings, and the gorgeous clothes on his body,
The fabric and texture of the suspender pajamas I usually wear there are only seen in costume dramas on TV!
This situation?
Could it be that I... traveled through time??
I patted the little girl's arm. The little girl opened her hazy sleepy eyes and said with a look of surprise:
"Great, miss, are you finally awake?"
Still a lady!
It seems that his status is not too bad, and his situation is much better than living in a brothel after passing through!
"This sister, may I ask who you are? Which dynasty is this and what is my identity?
Are you married or have children?
The most important thing is, how long will it take for my injuries to heal?"
I threw out a string of questions like beans, which made the little girl speechless and unable to close her mouth for a long time.
After a while, he said: "Miss, you..."
She reached out and touched my forehead, then her own, and murmured to herself: "I don't have a fever!"
This chapter has been completed!