After struggling for a long time, Yu Zhao finally took off the tedious wedding clothes, and imitated the protagonist in the story book he secretly read at the foot of the mountain. He came slightly closer to him, his voice trembled, and he said awkwardly: "Husband...husband...

...Can you untie the shackles on my hands? It hurts so much..."

The man's fingers fell on her wrist and he laughed softly: "Are you acting coquettishly with me?"

Yu Zhao's earlobes were so red that they were almost bleeding. She lay on his chest obediently and hummed softly.

But she couldn't help but curse in her heart. The name of the man she married was Yan Chongwu. He was the young palace master of the Heaven and Earth Palace. He was rumored to have a violent and unpredictable temperament.

It seems that the rumors are still wrong.

Yu Zhao's movements pleased him. His fingertips rubbed the shackles, and the shackles broke. The long-lost spiritual power filled Yu Zhao's body, and she sighed happily.

The sound of breathing in his ears was heavy for a moment, and Yu Zhao got up from him belatedly. Yan Zhongwu raised his eyebrows slightly: "What? Just throw it away after use?"

Yu Zhao helped him cover him with the quilt, and his fingers seemed to touch Yan Chongwu's meridians inadvertently. There was no spiritual power fluctuation, and Yu Zhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he said a little shyly: "I...I'll turn out the lights."

"Ma'am, you can't wait so hard." Yan Zhongwu's final voice rose, and his voice had a connotative tone.

At this moment, Yu Zhao wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. She resisted the urge to sew the sick man's mouth shut, and slowly moved over step by step.

"My husband is not in good health, so my wife has to come up by herself." Yan Chongwu lay on the bed as a matter of course, staring at her.

Yu Zhao curled his fingers, endured the shame and climbed onto the bed, then put his hands around Yan Chongwu's neck. Yan Chongwu narrowed his eyes slightly: "I thought the lady wanted to murder her husband."

Say one more thing and you will be murdered!

Yu Zhao thought in annoyance, her fingertips slipped from the tips of Yan Chongwu's ears, flirted with him, and said in a soft voice: "Husband, you are so beautiful."

Yan Chongwu smiled softly, and before he could say anything, Yu Zhao's hand fell on his sleeping point. With a light touch, spiritual power was injected into him, and Yan Chongwu fell into a deep sleep.

Yu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, got up from the bed, changed out of his wedding clothes, took off his phoenix crown, and rummaged around the house for a while, but couldn't find a woman's dress, so he had no choice but to wear Yan Chongwu's clothes.

She is penniless and cannot survive even if she escapes now.

After thinking about it, Yu Zhao took off another gem from the phoenix crown and murmured to himself: "Yan Chongwu, I'm going back to find my master. I lent you this gem, and I will definitely redeem it in the future."

Come and give it back to you."

After she finished speaking, she put on the clothes that were a little too big. She rolled up the excess parts. The robe was too wide and was a little in the way. She took off her belt and tied it up. After everything was done, she

He nodded with satisfaction.

She opened the door cautiously. It was strange to say that not many people in the Heaven and Earth Palace were protecting Yan Chongwu. Maybe it was because they knew about the wedding night of the young palace mistress?

Yu Zhao couldn't figure it out. Now she urgently wanted to return to Qingjue Mountain and ask Jiang Zhi if he had any troubles when he cut out her heart with a sword.

Until now, she still refused to believe why the master who treated her as her own would kill her without hesitation.

She wants to figure it all out.

Yu Zhao, who was immersed in her own thoughts, did not realize that the person in the room had opened her eyes. The large amount of memories belonging to her original body made it difficult for her to digest, so she ignored too many things.

"Do you want to chase me?" In the darkness, a shadow quietly emerged and asked in a low voice.

"No need." Yan Chongwu sat up straight and yawned casually: "Just let her go."

"But the palace lord's wife..."

Yan Zhongwu curled his lips slightly: "With such a scandal happening to me, it's too late for her to be happy."

Shadow stopped talking, Yan Zhongwu's eyes fell on the door, and he curled his lips slightly.

Does this little guy really think that such poor acting skills have deceived him?

Yu Zhao was so groggy that she didn't notice these unreasonable things at all. She ran all the way out of the Palace of Heaven and Earth, not knowing where she was going, so she could only wander around like a headless fly.

After she ran out of strength, she panted and hid in the cave.

Everything calmed down, and Yu Zhao finally had time to sort out the complicated memories of his original body.

After a while, Yu Zhao finally digested all the memories.

If nothing else, her current situation should be called a borrowed body and a resurrected soul.

Although Yu Zhao didn't know how much coincidence it would take to reincarnate into a person with the same name and surname.

But this is not something she should consider.

The original owner of this body was the eldest daughter of Mingyue Village. The owner of Mingyue Village had a daughter in his old age. Naturally, he was very fond of her. She had the best food, clothing, housing and transportation since she was a child. Her brothers also loved her very much.

Logically speaking, the original person should live a happy life as a matter of course.

But when she was sixteen years old, a woman knocked on the door of Mingyue Villa and successfully recognized her ancestor by virtue of her appearance as the owner's wife, revealing the past.

When the village owner's wife gave birth, the midwife collected the concubine's money, settled the days early, and brought over the abandoned baby from her hometown to steal the baby.

The matter was carried out so secretly that no one noticed it.

So much so that the original person had been a fake daughter for sixteen years without knowing it.

Now that the real daughter has come to visit her, and after confirming her identity, the owner of Mingyue Manor is naturally very distressed, and he also feels very displeased with the fake daughter who is occupying the magpie's nest.

It just so happens that this real daughter is a scheming person, and has ridiculed the original person countless times, openly and secretly. How could the original person, who has been pampered since childhood, endure such grievances?

She thought she was the little lady who was so pampered, coquettishly telling her grievances to the owner and his wife.

But how could the village owner's wife care about her fake daughter? The debt she owed to her real daughter made her extremely distressed.

It happened that the young palace master of the Heaven and Earth Palace was a sick man, and the palace master's wife was making arrangements to celebrate him. In order to help Mingyue Villa climb this high branch, her original body was dedicated.

Logically speaking, this would not force the original person to die, but the rumored young palace master was a violent person. He usually killed people when he went crazy, which frightened the original person's courage.

On her wedding day, she probably knew she had no way out, so she swallowed medicine and died.

As soon as the soul over there left, Yu Zhao took advantage of it and got in, so he borrowed his body and returned to his soul.
Chapter completed!