Concubine Yan, count yourself as cruel

The morning sun is dewy, and in the garden, the thin mist has not dissipated, like a green gauze shroud, and the crystal clear dew moistens the hibiscus that blooms quietly in the morning.

The cool air carries the pleasant scent of osmanthus, passing through the half-closed windows, bringing a delicate fragrance to the room.

The morning breeze gently blew the light gauze curtain that fell to the ground, and gently caressed the woman's smooth and delicate skin, tickling it.

The fingers hidden under the embroidered brocade quilt moved slightly, and the thick and long eyelashes trembled slightly. This was a sign that she was about to wake up.

After a moment, the eyelashes stopped trembling, and Bai Shuangshuang opened her eyes suddenly. The bright light made her feel uncomfortable for a moment, and she covered her eyes with her palms. After her eyes adapted to the light, the first thing that caught her eye was the eight-treasure hanging gauze curtain above her head.

The flowers are luxuriant, exquisite and luxurious.

Looking at such antique decorations, Shuangshuang was stunned for a moment. She sat up from the bed and turned her eyes to the furnishings in the room. Through the thin gauze, she could see that the furnishings in the room were also full of ancient style.

She closed her eyes, and a slight smile appeared on the corners of Shuangshuang's beautiful lips.

It turns out that she is not dead yet!

It seems that God has been kind to her!

Although she didn't understand what the sudden pain was about, she didn't feel any discomfort now and her physical condition was as good as before.

No, it should be said that it is better!

This body is more flexible than before, and she can feel that there is some kind of power in her body, but she doesn't know how to control and use it at the moment.

There was a dull swelling and pain in her temples, and Shuangshuang rubbed it gently with her index finger. During the period of time when she was asleep, most of the memories of the original owner of the body remained in her mind.

Coincidentally, she was also called Bai Shuangshuang, and she was the third lady of the Northern Xia Dynasty's minister. She was too weak-tempered and was not favored because she basically never stayed at home for a few days before she was sixteen years old.

Last night, Bai Shuangshuang heard that her sweetheart was going to break off the engagement with her. She didn't want to and didn't dare to face it, so she ran away from home. However, she didn't want to meet a gangster on the road. When she ran away, she hit her head on a big rock.

Then it tragically disappeared, and it happened that my modern self also died due to a mistake.

As a result, by mistake, her soul came here and became the ancient Bai Shuangshuang, so she could continue to live...

A sentence suddenly came to mind: Once it comes, let it go.

She is the omnipotent Bai Shuangshuang!

No matter where she is, she can still live a chic and wonderful life!

Shuangshuang closed her eyes slightly, and a slight smile appeared on her lips, as beautiful as the hibiscus flower blooming in the garden.