Vaguely, my head ached, and a cry came from my ears. Isn't she dead? Could it be that she has arrived at the legendary Palace of Hell? Even in the Palace of Hell, people must sleep peacefully.
No, the crying is really too loud. Even if my uncle can bear it, my aunt can't...
"Have you cried enough?..." With a low growl, Mo Xi slowly opened her eyes. A cold edge flashed across her cold eyes. However, when she saw everything in front of her clearly, she was a little confused.
Her cold watery eyes were half-squinted, and she sat up slowly and calmly.
In front of him was a woman who was crying profusely. She was about thirteen or fourteen years old. She was delicate and beautiful, with a good face. She was dressed in ancient clothes, just like the costumes on TV. A trace of doubt flashed in Mo Xi's eyes.
Before Mo Xi could figure it out, the woman in front of him suddenly widened her eyes when she saw her sitting up. The next moment, she burst into tears and smiled. She excitedly rushed forward and hugged her tightly: "Miss,
You finally woke up, you almost scared me to death——"
Mo Xi frowned lightly. She was not used to being so close to others, let alone a woman. At the same time, she did not forget to look around. The antique rooms, the floating windows carved with green tiles, the jade wall panels, and the
It is made of lamps, pearls are used as curtains, with double eaves and carved beams. It is extremely beautiful and indescribably luxurious.
Look at the bed I'm lying on. It's made of agarwood, silk curtains, embroidered with silver threads, layer upon layer. The wind blows like a phantom sea of falling clouds.
This shouldn't be the Palace of the King of Hell, right? How could the Palace of the King of Hell be equipped with such good conditions and be served by maids? Impossible, absolutely impossible...
Could it be that...she traveled through time and space? Although it was a bit outrageous, she didn't seem surprised.
In modern times, she is a clone. All the excellent genetic cells have been collected and transplanted into the mother's body. Except for feelings, she can learn all other knowledge very quickly. She is a professional doctor and an amateur killer.
"Is Fifth Miss awake? Xi'er..." Prime Minister Mo Tingzhong, who was waiting outside, walked in nervously after hearing the maid's call.
Mo Xi stared at him with confusion. What did he call her just now? Xi'er? In the past, only...the master would call her that.
Mo Tingzhong had a nervous look on his face. His ninth daughter was already very stupid, but at least she still knew him. Wouldn't she be... even more stupid now? So stupid that she doesn't even know her father, right?
"Who are you?" Mo Xi looked at him with cold eyes.
"Miss, you don't even know me anymore, right? I am your father..." Hong Ling beside her said with wide eyes in shock.