"Mmm…" A tearing pain caused Feng Yunling to moan, then she abruptly opened her eyes.

Under the dim light, I saw a powerfully built man lying on his side. His hands were bound above his head, held so tightly that even a slight twist of his wrists sent jolts of pain through him.

Fengyun was utterly astonished, instantly comprehending what had happened!

She wasn't locked up in an underground lab and killed by her scumbag senior with a new virus, was she? How could such an unbelievable thing happen?

"Let me go!" Feng Yunling awoke in horror, realizing it wasn't a dream. She immediately became furious and...

A man turned his head, revealing a face that was both unfamiliar and strikingly handsome to Fengyun Lin.

"Fengyunling, what are you pretending for! You think this king actually doesn't want you? Don't even dream about it!" The man's cold voice was like shards of ice pouring into Fengyunling's ears.

Those black eyes were filled with ruthlessness and cruelty, but more than that, there was a deep revulsion.

"Beast! Let me go!" Feng Yunling was held tightly, pain causing her to struggle fiercely. Unfortunately, the man's grip felt like her bones were about to break.

"Who are you scolding?" The man's black eyes blazed with fury.

Feng Yunling was already in so much pain that she rolled her eyes back, feeling like her insides were shattering. She almost choked on her own breath.

But soon, the man let out a cold snort, abruptly stood up, and quickly left from beside Feng Yunling without any hesitation.

The wind swirled, and with a sigh, she raised her eyes to see the man before her. He was dressed in a long robe of crimson silk, his jet-black hair cascading down his shoulders like a waterfall. A golden dragon hairpin adorned his head, adding an air of wicked nobility to his handsome features.

I have to say, this is a man with almost perfect features. His eyes are like dark stars, his nose is high and straight, and his thin lips give him a cold and aloof look, but he's undeniably masculine.

But now was not the time for admiring men. She had a deep realization that her twenty years of chastity had been ruthlessly taken away by this stranger.

This beast, this scum, deserves to die a horrible death!

Fengyunling's arm twitched, she suddenly sat up from bed and kicked the man who was pulling her clothes off with all her might.

This kick made his face go white and he was sweating profusely, but as soon as he kicked, he knew something was wrong because this wasn't right.

I can't reach a man!

The man's handsome face instantly darkened. A large hand shot out quickly, grabbing her ankle. He lifted his eyes, staring fiercely at her, then a cruel smile curled up the corner of his lips, and suddenly his hand clenched…

"Ah!" Feng Yunling cried out in pain, feeling her leg broken and pushed onto the bed. She rolled around in agony, tears streaming down her face.

"Damn you! You're going to die a miserable death!" Feng Yunling was in so much pain that she couldn't help but vent. She could only cry and scream to find some relief.

"Feng Yunling, this king doesn't care what kind of crazy things you do. Now listen to me, from today onwards, you will stay in this Xiangyun Garden and be a good Princess Lie properly. If you dare to step out of this courtyard, this king will break your legs!"

The man had already straightened his clothes and strode to the bed, looking down at Feng Yunling with a hawk-like gaze, issuing a warning with a sharp and piercing voice.

Feng Yun Ling's eyes, filled with tears and pain, stared at the man before her. Her teeth were gritted tightly, her face contorted in agony. Hatred welled up in her gaze, but it was quickly swallowed by the darkness of pain.

When Feng Yunling woke up again, she knew her soul had transmigrated into another person named Feng Yunling.

And she also knew that the original owner of this was a direct descendant, the eldest daughter of the prime minister's family in Daxing.

At sixteen years old, Ge had always been spoiled and arrogant. When she was ten, she first met Chu Yanlie and was instantly smitten. From then on, her life goal was to become his wife.

Chu Yanlie is the current Sixth Prince, twenty-two years old. He has handsome features and a cold demeanor. At sixteen, he went to the battlefield, decisive in his killing and adept at strategizing, striking fear into the hearts of enemy forces. He is known as the first war god of Daxing Nation and the ideal husband for all unmarried daughters.

Chu Yanlie didn't like Feng Yunling. He had a younger apprentice sister named Qingling, whom he had promised the position of Princess Consort long ago.

Feng Yunling was unwilling to give up, so she sought help from the Empress Dowager who favored her. The Empress Dowager then issued an imperial decree to arrange a marriage for them.

If Chu Yanlie refuses to marry Feng Yunling, then Qing Ling will die.

Only because Qing Ling is a commoner, how could she be worthy of the position of the legitimate wife of Lie Wangfu!

Chu Yanlie had just returned to the capital after a campaign, and was forced to marry Feng Yunling. His anger was understandable; his disgust and hatred for Feng Yunling reached its peak, which is why he did what he did to her before, causing her immense pain.

Feng Yunling lay in bed, sorting through the original owner's memories, and let out a mocking sneer.

I have to say, this kind of time travel is so fucking awesome!

She winced, realizing that it all hurt. Her little face immediately scrunched up, tears welling and rolling down her cheeks. She had always been terrified of pain since she was a child.

While crying, she thought about the original owner's infatuation and how they had caused all this trouble. Now, it was up to this Feng Yunling from another world to bear the consequences. How could she possibly live her life after this?

Tears welled up in her eyes as she raised her hands in a gesture of surrender. Suddenly, she felt something on the palm of her left hand. She looked down and saw a crescent-shaped red birthmark, so crimson it seemed about to burst.

The wind and clouds stirred, shocked by this crescent moon shape. It is quite impressive.

In modern times, a crescent-shaped ancient jade is worn on the neck, passed down from the Taizu dynasty.

Is there a connection between the difficult-to-explain crescent moon jade and this palm's crescent moon birthmark? Could it be causing a soul to cross over?

Fengyunling couldn't understand. She had a crescent moon birthmark on her right hand, and as she thought about it, an image appeared in her mind - a space Fengyunling was very familiar with: a modern medical research lab.

Feng Yunling thought it was what she wanted, and tears fell again. She really wanted to go back!

>Just between closing and opening my eyes, I found myself wearing a tattered, revealing red silk robe standing in the laboratory.

What!

Feng Yunling was dumbfounded. What on earth was going on?

Mingming was clearly lying on the bed in the bridal chamber, how did he end up in the lab? And in such a battered state?

Seeing the full-length mirror on the wall, Feng Yunling immediately rushed over. At a glance, she was stunned and speechless!

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