Xia Dynasty, Warlord Manor.

The candlelight was red, the gauze curtains were shaking, and a pair of men and women crossed each other on the carved wooden bed.

Yue Ranxi looked shy, and her fingertips trembled slightly. She had finally seen her today.

"As you wish." Murong Yichen could not see her face. He tore open her robe rudely and spoke in a low voice that carried a hint of contempt.

He held Yue Ranxi's hand and let her lie on the quilt, so that he could not see her hypocritical face that made him sick.

The bottle of Bone Eroding Medicine had fallen on Yue Ranxi's arm.

Yue Ranxi bit her lips tightly. This was completely different from what her mother said. It was extremely painful. Her face was pale, and the sweat on her forehead was dripping down.

Not long after, the imperial sand disappeared without a trace. What was corroded together was a complete piece of flesh. It was now uneven and extremely sinister.

Murong Yichen looked at her with disdain. He got up and walked out. He smoothed out the wrinkles on his wide robe and said coldly, "In that case, the Empress Dowager won't be able to say anything about me."

Upon hearing this, Yue Ranxi felt as if his heart had been stabbed by a knife.

He didn't touch her!

Tears rolled down her cheeks and fell into the quilt, making her feel dizzy.

Just as he was about to leave, a hand grabbed hold of Murong Yichen's robe.

Yue Ranxi fell down from the bed. Her face was pale, and her cherry lips were white. She said, "Your Highness, did you love me for a moment, no, even for a moment?"

"Yue Ranxi, you are my nemesis. Do you deserve to be called I love you?"

Murong Yichen's cold eyes were full of disgust. He squatted down and pinched her chin with his two fingers. He threw her aside and said, "From the wedding to today, every single thing has ruined my reputation."

Yue Ranxi lay on the ground, crying so hard that her face twisted.

Yes, she was the one who had plotted to marry Murong Yichen. She had even drugged him when he was about to lead his troops to battle. She wanted to let others see that he was up to something.

It made him lose face before the thousands of soldiers who admired him.

Her aunt, the Empress, had asked the Emperor to grant her marriage.

"But I love you. Since I saw you at the age of thirteen, I can no longer tolerate anyone else in my eyes." Yue Ranxi screamed, crawling on the ground and reaching out to grab Murong Yichen's Cloud-print Boots.

That year, it was Murong Yichen who returned victoriously.

The young general, dressed in fine clothes and riding a horse, rode a horse on the streets of the capital. With just one glance, she had set up a trap.

"I love you, so I want to be your woman." Yue Ranxi grabbed Murong Yichen's boots and tried to climb over.

To this end, he did not hesitate to pretend to reveal his identity during the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet. Even if others mocked him for having been married for a year but had yet to consummate his marriage, the War King would not be able to do so.

However, she knew that he would definitely come if the Empress Dowager asked.

"Your love is to plot step by step. I can't afford it. Today is as you wish." Murong Yichen stretched out his leg and kicked Yue Ranxi to the side.

He had long eyebrows and long black hair like a waterfall. His steps were straight and his lips were well-defined. If it weren't for the coldness in his eyes and the killing intent accumulated in the march, anyone would have said that he was a handsome man.

There was madness and unwillingness in Yue Ranxi's eyes.

Since she had become his wife, why didn't he have any pity for her? His eyes couldn't even stay on her face for a moment.

He would rather destroy her palace guard than consummate the marriage with her?

She was the most beautiful woman in the Xia Dynasty!

Seeing that Murong Yichen was about to leave, Yue Ranxi screamed, "You're not allowed to leave. I'll ruin your reputation if you leave. You'll become the object of discussion in the shop."

Yue Ranxi's scream was ear-piercing. Murong Yichen acted as if he didn't hear her.

You forced me. You forced me. Then I'll use my life to make you regret it!

Yue Ranxi looked at the corridor in the room and crashed into it.

With a thud, she slowly slumped down.

"Yue Ranxi, do you really think that I'm the one who makes you happy?" Murong Yichen suppressed the anger in his heart and returned to reality.

Yue Ranxi didn't seem to feel the pain. She held Murong Yichen's clothes tightly and said, "You can't go... If you leave, I'll say that you're very useful in bed during the Flower Dynasty Festival... If you make it clear that you don't want to be promoted, I'll see how Su Qianli will dare to marry you!"

"You, wicked woman!" When she finally mentioned Su Manman, a hint of madness flashed through Murong Yichen's black eyes.

She kept him in this way. Ha, what was the blood on his head? Chicken blood?

Murong Yichen threw Yue Ranxi onto the bed. He gritted his teeth and undid his robe. His handsome face was filled with endless disgust.

Ah Yan, I really love you. How did you end up like this...

Finally, Yue Ranxi closed his eyes wearily.

In a split second, she opened her eyes, which were full of vitality.

Feeling that the person behind her had suddenly been attacked, Yue Ranxi couldn't help pushing the person behind her away. She felt weak and could only curse, "Who are you? Get lost."

"You lost your memory? Do you think I will believe you?" Murong Yichen's face was ashen and his tolerance for her had reached its limit. "Not the time it takes for an incense stick to burn? It's already getting started and you can't stop it."

"Help... Help." Yue Ranxi felt that her forehead was bleeding weakly, but there was a sharp pain in her head, which made her unable to tell whether it was a dream or reality.

"Calling for help on my bed, you're really here." Murong Yichen held Yue Ranxi's hand tightly and was filled with anger.

Yue Ranxi couldn't struggle and had to endure this kind of humiliation. Her aggrieved tears fell like pearls.

"More than 30 minutes." He left like a gust of wind. "Come on, prepare ten buckets of water for me!"

"Is this guy crazy?"

He was strong, violent. Yue Ranxi endured the sharp pain in his brain and thought sadly, "In such a harsh environment in the last world, this kind of thing will happen sooner or later."

Her body could not be eaten, so she wiped her tears.

Suddenly, he found that the luxuriousness of this house could not be compared with that of any base. The antique vase and mahogany tables and chairs had long been ruined by the end of the world.

In addition to medicine, the human civilization had been backward for hundreds of years.

Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her brain, and the memory that didn't belong to her went into her mind.

When she opened her eyes again, Yue Ranxi's eyes showed a look of panic. Wasn't she a zombie with spiritual intelligence who had undergone a tenth-level autopsy in the laboratory?

Why was it suddenly reborn to the time when the civilization thousands of years ago was still there, but it seemed to be a dynasty that had never existed in history.

"Sadful, pitiful, and hateful!"

Yue Ranxi stroked the original owner's memory and murmured. Even a woman would despise the original owner's behavior of pursuing love. It was too humble and pretentious. It was already very difficult for them to live these years.

And she had never been able to get the man's heart and body, which made her sleep in vain. But she didn't want it...

"Hiss-" Yue Ranxi touched the wound on her forehead.

She wondered if there were advanced instruments in this ancient civilization that could cure her injuries.

For example, the body detector, which was only the size of a match box, could test the body's accuracy.

All of a sudden, a unique voice came from the camera.

Yue Ranxi looked down and found that there was a small black dot in his palm. Under her shocked eyes, the monitor gradually became bigger, becoming the size of a match box.

"There are cracks on the skull, six levels of bleeding on the surface of the body, and the bleeding is still going on. If we don't treat it in time, it will be life-threatening."

The results of the test appeared in her mind.

Yue Ranxi smiled bitterly in his heart. It was useless even if there was a test data. It would be great if there was medicine.

At this time, a little black dot appeared in her palm again, and under her gaze, it turned into a medicine chest. The monitor returned to a black spot, as if it appeared as she wanted.

Even her rebirth had happened. Such a supernatural event only stunned Yue Ranxi for a moment. She opened the medicine chest and took out the unique medicine of the 22st century, the pills for stop bleeding.

The fresh blood could attract zombies. As long as it was a blood stop pill, it could stop bleeding everywhere, but the internal bleeding had to cooperate with the operation.

This could be said to be the greatest medical invention in the 22nd life.

Sure enough, less than half a minute after she took it, the bleeding stopped, and she posted a repaired post on her head.

After Yue Ranxi saved her life, she took anti-inflammatory drugs and fell asleep in a daze. Perhaps it was because the bed was too soft, and the incense was also enough to urge people to sleep. She lost her original vigilance and slept until dawn.

As soon as Yue Ranxi took a few bites of the snacks in the room, Murong Yichen's personal guard, Yan Yi, came with his men.

"His Highness said that the princess's head was injured and she needs to rest. He would like to invite you to stay in the cold courtyard for a few days!"