"It hurts..."

In the dim bedroom, the candlelight flickered. A girl about 15 years old lay on the bed and opened her eyes with difficulty.

She felt sore and weak as if she had been run over by a car. The worst part was that she felt a burning pain, as if she had been torn apart.

The girl gasped for breath with difficulty. She climbed up with her arms and looked at a certain place. Her eyes suddenly narrowed and she took a deep breath.

"So much blood..."

A large patch of snow-white bedding was dyed red.

With such marks and pain, how could she not know what she had just experienced?

How could this be?

Song Nanwan's eyes were filled with disbelief.

She remembered that she was climbing the mountain with her friend, but because she lost her balance, she accidentally rolled down the mountain and then lost consciousness. Was she dead? Was she dreaming now?

But why was the pain so real?

While Song Nanwan was still in a state of confusion, her head suddenly ached as if it had been pricked by a needle. A strange memory poured into her mind. It was in conflict with her original memory, causing her to almost roll on the bed in pain.

After a long time, she slowly calmed down. At this moment, her thoughts had become clear.

"It turns out that I've time-traveled again after my death."

Even though she felt that it was a fantasy, Song Nanwan had no choice but to accept this fact. Her soul had passed through this body, and the owner of this body was also called Song Nanwan.

Song Nanwan, who was originally Song Nanwan, had long since died from being insulted by someone not long before she had time-traveled here.

"Miss..."

There was a knock on the door and a call, interrupting Song Nanwan's memory. She looked at the door, and her eyes suddenly became cold and alert.

She couldn't integrate her memory too much now, and she didn't think too much about the original body.

But she knew that the dynasty she was in now was ancient.

In the feudal ancient times, it was a big deal for a woman to lose her virginity, not to mention that she didn't even know who had invaded her. If such a situation was seen by others, the ending could be imagined.

The more nervous she was, the calmer her expression became. Her eyes were cold.

As a modern business queen, she relied on her amazing endurance and means to step into the position of business overlord step by step. In terms of EQ and IQ, she was naturally an uncrowned king.

Immediately, Song Nanwan regained his composure. He calmly looked at the door and asked, "Who is it?"

The woman's weak voice came from outside the door again. It seemed that she would die in the next second. "Miss... Miss, it's me, Xiao Ling."

"Ling?"

Song Nanwan frowned slightly and quickly recalled that she was one of the personal maids of the original body. She had always been loyal and treated him like a sister.

This person was trustworthy.

Song Nanwan made up her mind in an instant. She stood up and went to open the door. When she saw the little girl kneeling on the ground, she was slightly shocked. "Lingling? What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Ling's face was as pale as a ghost. She looked extremely weak and couldn't even speak.

Song Nanwan frowned and helped him into the house.

Looking at the wounds on Jue Ling's body, she looked around the room before walking out of the door.

She vaguely remembered that there were medicinal herbs planted in the yard, which could be used to pick them up and develop them to treat the wound.

Very quickly, the wounds on Jue Ling's body were treated and she lay down on Song Nanwan's bed to rest.

Although Xiao Ling's face was still pale, it was obvious that her condition was much better than before.

Song Nanwan's eyes narrowed slightly as she recalled how much of a sorry state she had been in when she first saw Xiao Ling. A chill surfaced in her eyes as she said, "Xiao Ling, tell me, who had tortured you into such a state? What exactly happened just now?"

Song Nanwan could clearly feel the deep feelings that her original body had for Jue Ling, and she could also empathize with it. She vaguely remembered that the reason why Ying Ling had become like this was for her sake.

Before she was insulted, Xiao Ling had risked her life to defend herself. As a result, she had been dragged out and given a vicious beating. Her injuries had turned into this state.

How could Song Nanwan not feel sorry for this girl?

Hearing her words, Xiao Ling opened her eyes with difficulty. The moment she saw Song Nanwan, her tears fell like rain. "Miss... Boohoo, I'm sorry! It's Xiao Ling who failed to protect you! I'm sorry!"

"Those bastards! How could they treat you like this! In order to ruin your reputation, they actually found someone to insult you! It's all because of Xiao Ling. Don't worry, Miss! Xiao Ling will definitely find them and perish with them! Boohoo!"