The sun was setting, and the sound of insects could be heard.

Beside the back mountain of the Ye Family Village, in a lonely house, a woman in a red wedding dress was lying on the bed with a pale face. It was uncertain whether she was alive or dead.

There was a four-year-old child sitting by the bed. His clothes were twisted and full of pudding. From time to time, he poked the woman's face with his small hand.

Ye Qiaoyu woke up after being poked and poked for a while.

The moment she opened her eyes, she met the expressionless child. The two of them stared at each other wide-eyed. Ye Qiaoyu was stunned for a moment.

He had failed in his research of the new poisonous herb and had been poisoned to death. How could he still be alive?

"And what's wrong with this child?"

"Are you awake? After you wake up, you can live a good life with my father. I know you care about my father having a child, but I can tell you secretly that I am not his biological daughter. My father is actually my uncle."

Before Ye Qiaoyu could think about it, she heard the child speak in a calm voice.

It was clearly a little guy, yet he deliberately had a little bun-like face. His large eyes were black, and the contrast was exactly the same as Ye Qiaoyu's red heart.

However, such a cute little bun did not seem to be well taken care of.

Her clothes were dirty and she was thin and weak. It seemed that there were only a few pieces of flesh on her chubby little face.

She hadn't figured out the meaning of this little bun's words and how she would come back to life.

Ye Qiaoyu was about to ask, but her eyes suddenly darkened. A large part of her memory, which didn't belong to her, was forcibly stuffed into her mind like a movie fragment.

After a long while, Ye Qiaoyu looked at the little bun in front of her with a complicated expression.

She had time-traveled, and her grandmother, who was partial to her, sold two taels of silver and a pig to the little bun's father as his wife.

It was said that this man was a butcher and had killed people. He didn't usually communicate with people from the Ye Family Village. Therefore, the original owner didn't want to be killed, so he was taken advantage of by her, a lonely soul from another world.

"Have you thought it over? My father is very capable. If you follow him, you won't have a hard time." Looking at Ye Qiaoyu's silent look, Little Bun thought that she was still unwilling, so he spoke again.

However, there was a hint of urgency in his voice this time.

Thinking of Little Bun's words and the unbearable memories of the original owner in her family, Ye Qiaoyu sighed.

She couldn't help but reach out to pinch Little Bun's chubby face and said, "Don't worry. I will live a good life with your father. What's your name?"

Although there was a hand on Little Bun's face that was making trouble, his expression was still serious.

"My name is Xiao Zi'an, and my father's name is Xiao Lu Han."

She was so serious and lovely.

Ye Qiaoyu burst into laughter. When she was about to continue chatting with the little bun, she saw that the little bun's eyebrows were tightly knitted, and his expressionless face was in pain. He covered his chest and suddenly fainted.

She was shocked, but the instinct of the most excellent poison doctor in the 21st century made her quickly calm down and begin to investigate Xiao Zi'an's situation.

Soon, Ye Qiaoyu found the crux of the problem.

It was a heart attack caused by external causes.

She frowned and didn't care about anything else. She reached out and untied Xiao Zi'an's shirt. After doing the artificial surgery, she continued to do the artificial surgery.

After repeating it four times, a cold, hard, and angry voice came from the side.

"What are you doing?"

Ye Qiaoyu turned around subconsciously and saw a tall man holding a bowl and walking toward her with an angry face.

This must be the uncle that Little Bun had mentioned, Xiao Lihan.

Xiaoci Han put the bowl on the table beside him with a gloomy face. His big hand pinched Ye Qiaoyu's wrist tightly, and his sharp eyes seemed to pass through Ye Qiaoyu.

As soon as he came in, he saw Xiao Zi'an in a coma on the bed. And this woman actually pressed hard on Xiao Zi'an's chest with her hand and even kissed him with her mouth.

"He's such a disgrace to the world! He's so vicious!"

Ye Qiaoyu felt the pain and hurriedly explained, "I'm saving him! He had a heart attack. If he doesn't have a heart attack, he might be in danger!"

"What are you talking about? I've never heard of it. Tell me, what exactly do you want to do?" Xiao Yan's face was still gloomy.

Ye Qiaoyu remembered that in ancient times, this set of modern first aid techniques was too shocking.

However, Xiao Zi'an's situation could not be delayed. It seemed that it would take a lot of time to convince this man.

Thinking of this, Ye Qiaoyu raised her right hand and pressed hard on an acupuncture point on Xiao Chen's wrist.

Xiao Cihan's hand softened and he subconsciously let go of her.

Ye Qiaoyu didn't dare to delay, so she continued to make full use of the time to make the necessary preparations.

Xiaoci Han's wrist was so soft that it took him a long time to regain consciousness.

He looked at Ye Qiaoyu as if he was going to eat her.

No one knew what she had done.

Xiao Zi'an was his life. If anything happened to Xiao Zi'an, he would definitely make this woman die with him!

Just as Xiao Cihan's wrist regained consciousness and was about to break Ye Qiaoyu's neck, Xiao Zi'an suddenly coughed and woke up.

Only then did Ye Qiaoyu wipe the cold sweat from her forehead and help Xiao Zi'an up from the bed.

"How are you feeling now?"

Xiao Zi'an didn't seem to know what had happened. He rubbed his eyes in confusion and looked at Ye Qiaoyu, who was concerned about him, and Xiao Li' Han, who was furious.

"Did I faint again just now?" Little Bun asked in confusion. Obviously, it was not the first time for him to faint like this.

Xiao Jihan couldn't hide the shock in his heart.

In the past, every time Xiao Zi'an fainted, it would take a long time for him to wake up. Every time, he would race with the King of Hell.

But this woman actually used such a strange method to wake Xiao Zi'an up?

"An'er, are you okay?" Xiao Jihan asked Xiao Zi'an hurriedly, having no time to question Ye Qiaoyu's methods.

Xiao Zi'an didn't want Xiao Luhan to worry. He said, "Father, An'er is fine."

As he spoke, he glanced at Ye Qiaoyu.

Just now, he could feel that it was this woman who was about to become his mother who had saved him.

After thinking for a while, Xiao Zi'an said, "Dad, don't be angry. She saved me."

Xiao Jihan breathed a sigh of relief and fell silent.

He naturally knew that it was Ye Qiaoyu who had saved him, but he had never seen Ye Qiaoyu's technique before.

Ye Qiaoyu rubbed her wrist, which had just been pinched red by Xiao Yan. She looked at him with a full complaint and said, "I already said that I was saving him, but you still don't believe me."

Xiaoci Han knew that he was in the wrong and handed the bowl that he had just brought over to Ye Qiaoyu.

"Eat, I'll take you home after you finish eating."

Ye Qiaoyu took the bowl from him and was stunned for a moment. "Send me home? I've already married you, haven't I?"

"I know that you don't want to marry me, but you don't have to court death. I don't like to force others. I'll send you back after you finish your meal."