It turns out that this is what it feels like to be hit by a car...
Yi Jiangxue slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw was a large carved mahogany bed, a brocade screen, and a mahogany hollow carved door...
Everything is filled with a classical atmosphere, as if time has been turned back a thousand years.
What's going on?
She remembered that not long ago, she accompanied President Yu Da to buy a scarf for his wife Zhang Jing. Unfortunately, they met Zhang Jing while buying the scarf. What was even more unfortunate was that there was a handsome man beside her.
Young man, they were chatting and laughing intimately, completely ignoring the existence of President Yu Da, so President Yu Da became furious and chased after him angrily. It happened that a car drove by at this time... President Yu Da was immersed in anger,
Unconsciously, she felt that she should not watch President Yu Da being hit by a car, so she took a step forward and shouted "Be careful"!
That was all she wanted to do, but as luck would have it, she suddenly slipped and fell out, blocking Yu Silin with her own flesh and blood...
Judging from this situation, she may have traveled through time!
Alas...she is dressed too unfairly!
What to do with the topic she just got?
What to do about her dear grandfather? Who will help him manage the Yi Group?
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard voices coming from outside. Yi Jiangxue immediately closed her eyes, pretending to be dizzy, and at the same time carefully paid attention to everything outside.
"She's not awake yet?"
These four simple words shocked Yi Jiangxue. It was the first time she heard such an indifferent voice, and she could tell that the owner of the voice must be a cold-blooded and ruthless person.
"Hmm." This was another voice, also a man. The words were short and no emotion could be heard for the time being.
"Didn't you say that the fever is gone and it's no longer a serious problem? Why haven't you woken up after eight days? Your medical skills are really questionable." The cold man said.
"I think I told you that she was too frightened. If the fever subsides and she doesn't wake up, it means she subconsciously doesn't want to wake up. This has nothing to do with my medical skills." Another man's voice was a little angry.
"What a useless thing, she fainted like this." The cold man's voice was full of disdain and contempt, "No matter what method you use to wake her up, and then throw her out to feed the dogs..."
"We have to feed the dogs anyway, we can feed them directly, why bother? It's a waste of my medicinal materials!" the man shouted dissatisfied.
"Feng, is it inappropriate for you to treat her like this? Although the Nangong clan has been wiped out, the centipede insect is still alive. There are many disciples of Nangong Yujun, and they are all staring at our palace now. If something happens to Nangong Xuanshuang,
I'm afraid it's not conducive to political stability." This was a smart female voice. Just by listening to the voice, you can imagine that the owner of the voice must be a beautiful woman.
The indifferent man was silent for a while, seeming to be considering the woman's words.
"Then just feed her the silkworm snow leaves, and then we can announce to the outside world that she has a strange disease."
The cold man said, his voice became colder, and Jiangxue couldn't help but tremble in her heart - Tiancanxueye? It couldn't be the perverted poison recorded in ancient books that would cause sores on the top of the head, thick fluid on the soles of the feet, and gradual organ failure and death.
Right? It's worse than death. It's better to just pull her out and feed the dog! What kind of hatred does this man have with the owner of this body to torture her like this?
"Isn't this too cruel?" The female voice was worried.