Reborn into Young Master Huo’s Little Fairy

Jiang Mi was forced to stay in the palace in northern Yunnan.

Ever since Zhou Heng showed her the DNA test report, she has doubted her life every day.

She didn't have any memories of Jiang Mi in her mind, all of them belonged to Shangguan Li.

If she was Jiang Mi, what happened to Zhou Heng before?

She could see that Zhou Heng both loved and hated her.

Although he said harshly before leaving that day, saying that he would not be a monk again, but these days, he has not forcibly touched her.

After about half a month, Jiang Mi wanted to remember some past memories every day, but every time his head hurt so bad, he still couldn't remember anything.

That night, it was the night of the full moon, when Jiang Mi had a splitting headache again, a voice suddenly appeared in her mind.

[Zhou Heng is the enemy of your **** feud, only by killing him can you be liberated! 】

This voice kept lingering in my mind like a magic sound.

Jiang Mi's headache caused the blue veins on his forehead to stick out.

"what--"

With her head in her hands, she rolled from the bed to the ground.

Zhou Heng was a little busy recently, and when he was a little free tonight, he came to see Jiang Mi. As soon as he arrived at the gate of the palace where she lived, he heard her heart-piercing screams.

Zhou Heng hurriedly opened the door and strode in.

Looking at Jiang Mi who was rolling on the ground, his face changed greatly.

He walked quickly to her and picked her up from the ground.

"Jiang Mi, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Mi raised her head to look at the man who was holding him, with a cold and stern profile, with handsome facial features, who was it if it wasn't Zhou Heng?

The magic voice in her mind kept urging her. Only by killing Zhou Heng could she be freed.

Jiang Mi's eyes were full of scarlet, icy murderous aura that flashed past her eyes.

Zhou Heng put Jiang Mi on the bed, he noticed something was wrong with her, just as he was about to say something, he suddenly had a headache.

Jiang Mi grabbed the ashtray on the bedside table and knocked it **** his head.

Obviously he could avoid it, but he didn't.

Warm, scarlet liquid dripped from the top of his head and slid onto his rough, handsome face.

Seeing such scarlet, Jiang Mi's sanity seemed to be a little sober.

Her pupils tightened, she pushed Zhou Heng away, and ran out with a pale face.

When the housekeeper saw Jiang Mi running out, he went into the room and glanced, and when he saw the injured Zhou Heng, he was shocked.

"Someone, grab Jiang Mi!"

Jiang Mi panicked and wanted to run away, but before she ran far, she was caught by a few tall men in black.

The housekeeper looked at Jiang Mi furiously, "How dare you hurt the King of the North, you just ate a bear's heart and a leopard's gall and put her in a dungeon!"

Jiang Mi was about to be escorted away by the man in black when a low and cold voice came, "Let her go."

The housekeeper looked at Zhou Heng who came out, with panic in his eyes, "King Bei, it's a scourge for her to stay by your side..."

Zhou Heng ignored the housekeeper, he walked up to Jiang Mi, stretched out his long arms, and hugged her horizontally.

Jiang Mi looked at the man who was holding her in his arms. The blood on his forehead fell drop by drop and hit her face.

Her heart tightened uncontrollably.

The long eyelashes trembled violently.

"I... injured you, you should lock me up."

Zhou Heng looked at Jiang Mi with a gloomy and complicated expression, "Tell me, why did you suddenly hit me with an ashtray?"

Jiang Mi frowned, she didn't hide Zhou Heng.

"Suddenly there is a voice in my mind, saying that you are my enemy, and let me kill you in order to be freed!"

Zhou Heng's face changed greatly when he heard the words.