The princess's little white-faced concubine

When a person dies, they experience the following sensations in order: you no longer feel hungry, you don’t feel thirsty, you can’t speak, you can’t see, you can’t feel someone else’s touch…

Death was not as scary as imagined, but peaceful, but Jiang Zhichu didn't feel any peace, and memories flashed before her eyes like a revolving lantern.

Memories before the car accident, her mother sent herself to college with tears in her eyes, the desolate back when she parted...After time travel, the first time they met Wei Zhaojin, when they looked at each other for the first time, Wei Zhaojin cursed her, scolded her, spoiled her... Before dying, Zheng Yunuo A ghostly face... The scenes embedded in the memory are becoming distorted and abstract.

In an instant, his eyes went black, and he escaped into nothingness.

"anyone there?"

Jiang Zhichu didn't know why she asked such a question, but her strong fear made her desperately hope that someone would appear.

A light spot appeared in front of my eyes, and the back of a woman was gradually becoming clear.

Jiang Zhichu had the courage to punch forward, tapped the woman's shoulder with his fingertips and quickly stepped aside.

When the woman turned around, Jiang Zhichu had to gasp, and took a few steps back.

Although the woman has the same face as Jiang Zhichu, her personality is quite different. The woman behaves dignifiedly and politely, and her voice is mellow.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Jiang Zhichu swallowed his saliva, but he still didn't dare to take a step forward, "Who are you?"

The woman smiled slightly, "The owner of this body."

"You are…"

"That's right, I am Zheng Yunuo's younger sister. Six years ago, a ray of your spiritual consciousness occupied my body and made this body stand up again. It's a pity... the leader is not me."

Jiang Zhichu still couldn't believe that he had shared a body with others for so many years.

The woman continued: "We are people from different time and space, you are me, and I am you."

"Are we the same person?"

The woman pretended to be mysterious and said: "Yes... and no."

Jiang Zhichu scratched his head and couldn't understand, "I don't care about these things, I just want to ask where this is, can I go back? I want to..."

The woman interrupted her: "I know what you are going to do. Although I can't control my body these years, my consciousness is still there. I know what you know, and I also know what you don't know. This is the spiritual sea, our soul Hai, we can only meet when you are about to die and return to your original body. The matter of Wei Zhaojin has nothing to do with you from now on. After sleeping, it will be a dream when you wake up. Don’t Come back, you can't come back, believe in the feeling of death and you won't experience it for the third time."

The woman said a strange sentence, and the long speech gave Jiang Zhichu a headache, just like when the teacher was in math class when she was a child, she would get a headache as soon as the teacher spoke.

What is Wei Zhaojin has nothing to do with her anymore, how can it be nothing to do, she loves her so much, how can she have the heart to let her fall into tricks, and how can she marry a beast.

"No! I can't go! I want to go back."

The woman suddenly became fierce and pushed her out.

The woman's figure gradually turned into nothingness, spreading out like water ripples.

Jiang Zhichu's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, and when it fell to the ground, it melted into it like water.

- drop drop

The pungent smell of disinfectant from the hospital pierced the nostrils, the heart rate monitor beeped regularly, and the whole room was unusually quiet. The girl with tubes all over her body gradually opened her eyes, and what caught her eyes was pure white from fuzzy to clear. ceiling.

The door of the intensive care unit was opened, and a little nurse walked in pushing a cart. The little nurse came in according to the prescribed time to change her medicine. When she picked up the medicine bottle and was about to put on the drip, she suddenly found that the little girl on the bed had her eyes open. Yes, although it is a little hazy, it can still be seen that this person is conscious.

The intern nurse couldn't control her excitement, so she rushed out and called the doctor.

Shortly afterwards, a man in a white coat came in and conducted various examinations on her. If Jiang Zhichu was not wearing a ventilator, she would have gotten up and scolded the doctor.

"It's really a miracle. After lying in bed for a year, after waking up, all the functions of the body are the same as normal people. After another day of observation, if there is no problem, then transfer to the general ward for observation for a week. If there is no problem, you can be discharged from the hospital." The tube on Jiang Zhichu's body was dropped, and the equipment was removed.

A year... is it really a year?Jiang Zhichu wiped the back of his hand and the corners of his eyes were unexpectedly wet. It was strange, why did he cry?

Isn't that a dream?When did she shed tears over a dream?

Jiang Zhichu sat on the bed and looked at everything around him strangely. Jiang's mother kept bowing to the doctor, and didn't stop until the doctor walked out of the ward. The short middle-aged woman had silver hair on her temples, which made people worry.

Jiang's mother sat beside Jiang Zhichu's bed and smiled tearfully, the wrinkles on her forehead were stretched by this smile.

"It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up." Jiang's mother kept chanting, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes due to excitement.

"I'm sorry, mother." Jiang Zhichu raised his hand and patted Jiang's mother on the shoulder, but as soon as he dropped his hand, he was startled by what he said.

mother?

Jiang's mother was obviously also a little shocked. Jiang Zhichu used to call her mother when did he call her mother?But she didn't suspect anything, she just thought it was Jiang Zhichu who had slept for too long and his mind was foggy.

Jiang Zhichu also thought that he was sleepy, but he kept recalling some fragments in his mind, but he couldn't put them together. Every fragment was about a woman, a beautiful woman, and it would tear my heart every time I thought of it. Lung-like pain, so painful that I want to dig out my heart and tear off the connection between the heart and the nerves.

Jiang Zhichu took a year off from school, and thought she would need to rest after waking up, but she was in surprisingly good health, except for the faint scar left by the operation, it was impossible to tell that she was a person who had been in a car accident, she was just alive and well.

She was already a sophomore and had to retake freshman courses, which was torture for her as a student who failed a course, but fortunately, she would go to clubs to participate in some activities when she was not in class, and her life was quite comfortable. That dream She didn't do it again, and she gradually forgot about that woman.

If you don't think about it, you will definitely forget it, and if you forget it, you won't feel sad.

The club that Jiang Zhichu joined was a club for military enthusiasts, and they often organized some actual combat drills. Jiang Zhichu couldn't put it down for those wooden warehouse branches.

The friends of the society came to see her with gifts when they heard that Jiang Zhichu was "leaved from prison". Their president was the most generous and made out the drawings she drew when she was a freshman. His eyes were still shining.

"Thank you, President!" Jiang Zhichu took it excitedly, and applied it a few times according to the target.

"Bang bang bang."

There were ten rings issued by several wooden warehouses, the boys booed and shouted, Jiang Zhichu put down the gun and scratched his head in embarrassment.

The wooden warehouse seemed familiar, Jiang Zhichu thought: Did I draw it for someone?

Jiang Zhichu thought for a while and then suddenly remembered that in her dream, she had drawn blueprints for the emperor, but she woke up after failing to see the real thing.

Why don't you feel sad anymore?It turns out that if you don't recall that woman, your heart won't hurt.

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"Damn it!"

"Princess, think twice, this Gu is too dangerous, it will easily devour the corpse if you are not careful."

Wu Naya grabbed the Gu Master's robe, her usual alluring face was now full of cruelty.

"If he is dead, you have to die too." After saying that, Wu Naya threw the Gu Master to the ground.

Jiang Zhichu's body was still warm, but his face was so pale that he didn't look like a living person.

"Wait a minute!" Wu Naya stopped the Gu Master's hand that was about to cast Gu, pushed her away and caught Jiang Zhichu's pulse.

A tiny pulse was still beating, even if it was tiny, it could still prove that the person was still alive.

"Princess, this person is already a soulless person and cannot be saved." Wu Naya's bodyguard said.

"who said it!"

"Princess, people who leave their souls are living dead. You should understand what is called a living dead, a dead person who is panting but motionless."

"Uh!"

The doorkeeper fell to the ground in response, and then the door was pushed open. There was no sound of footsteps coming, and if it wasn't for the shadow, it would be hard to tell whether the person was dead or alive.

"Bring Jiang Zhichu home in the name of the master." Ling spoke simply, without any wordiness, and walked towards Jiang Zhichu with strides.

Although there were all Unaya's people in the room, all of them looked fierce, but Ling showed no signs of fear, and Unaya stood up to block her.

"Go away, I know who you are."

"Since you know, give it to me."

The two were so close that they could hear their breathing.

"The person I saved is mine." Unaya tried to scare her away with widened eyes.

Ling said expressionlessly: "I am the master and not the court. I don't care what relationship you have with the court. I just need to complete my mission. I can't beat so many of you, but the brothers who are guarding outside don't care." I will definitely not be able to beat you, you should know what a shadow guard is, and return the person to the master, you are harming her by doing this."

Wu Naya sneered, and held back what she wanted to say.She looked at the person on the bed, and moved away with a hard heart.

"Thank you." Ling nodded and stepped forward to hug Jiang Zhichu, as light as if he had no bones.

Looking at the back of Ling leaving with Jiang Zhichu, he disappeared into the night like lightning in an instant.

Shadowguard - Messenger from hell.

When Wei Zhaojin saw Jiang Zhichu, he didn't show much, he didn't tear his heart, he didn't cry bitterly, but he was indifferent.

She arranged for Jiang Zhichu to be boned, made soup and medicine for Jiang Zhichu with her own hands, and delivered it in person one bite at a time, just like before.

This time, Jiang Zhichu would never respond to her again.

"Your Highness, you should rest, if you continue to suffer, your body will collapse!"

It was busy until late at night, and everyone in the house was gone, only Yiqiu, Wei Zhaojin and a half-dead person were left.

Yi Qiu knelt on the ground and begged, but Wei Zhaojin was unmoved. He stroked Jiang Zhichu's cheek with his fingertips, unwilling to look away.

"Yiqiu, why do you think she is still asleep? Didn't she agree with me? Don't we still want to see all the rivers and mountains of Dawei? I have all my luggage ready. How can she not go if she doesn't want to go?" ? You liar, get up quickly, if you can't afford me, you will go by yourself."

Although Wei Zhaojin called Yiqiu's name, it sounded like he was talking to himself, and the corners of his eyes flashed brightly.

"Your Highness, I beg you, don't torture yourself anymore."

Yiqiu cried aloud. Maybe other people would think that Wei Zhaojin was indifferent and ruthless, and that the son-in-law could be calm when such a big incident happened, but only Yiqiu knew that she had collapsed, and the only thing that supported her was her love...to Jiang The first love.

Yiqiu persuaded Wei Zhaojin for a long time and finally agreed to rest. Yiqiu just turned around and closed the door. Before she had left for a long time, she heard a heart-piercing cry from inside the house. It was more like a roar than a cry. It's like a broken heart.

There is no more grief than death, no more sorrow than silence.

— "Doctor, is she still alive?"

The doctor recalled what the woman said, he had never seen such a calm woman in his practice for many years.

"I'm still alive, but I'm missing a ray of spirit. I'm afraid it will be difficult to wake up in this life, and my lifespan will be greatly reduced. It may take a few years to maintain it with medicine." The doctor said.

"Thank you, don't make a fuss about this."

It's really strange that this woman and this woman are actually husband and wife.

The author has something to say: Although it has traveled to modern times, it is still overhead? (????)

出去玩回来的晚了抱歉，现在才写完呜呜呜感谢在2021-04-0323:14:57~2021-04-0423:55:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 girl;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: 5 for 啦啝; 2 for her saying _; 1 for the girl;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：妈沫C饭啦～71瓶；右下七15瓶；现在是少年时代5瓶；佛系读者2瓶；W1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!