Daughter Of Rebellious Minister

Cold...

Liu Rufei felt a bone-chilling cold, as if her entire body was in an icehouse.

She couldn't resist hugging herself tightly, wanting to curl up into a ball to get warm.

Accompanied by the cold and waves of pain, the scene of thousands of arrows piercing Liu Rufei's heart appeared in her mind. She was so shocked that a layer of cold sweat appeared on her entire body. She abruptly opened her eyes.

The frightened Liu Rufei found herself lying on the bed, with a light green veil covering her head.

Before she could even react, Liu Rufei felt something churning in her throat. Unable to hold it in, she vomited a few times. The stinging pain in her throat penetrated her heart.

She wanted to get up, but her hands and feet felt like they weighed a thousand pounds, so no matter how she tried, she couldn't lift them.

Am I not dead?

Liu Ruoxi muttered to herself in her heart, she was obviously shot in the heart by thousands of arrows in the Hidden Dragon Gorge's inner palace, could it be … This is the Underworld?

Unable to move her four limbs, Liu Rufei tried her best to turn her head, wanting to look at her surroundings. She saw a lady dressed in a light pink palace maid attire lying on the table, fiddling with the medicine bag on the table.

Perhaps because she heard a sound, the servant girl turned her head, and the moment she saw Liu Rufei, her eyes became as big as bells, standing up and pouncing towards the bedside.

"Young master? "You're finally awake. This servant is so scared!" The maidservant knelt beside Liu Rufei's bed, hugging her arm and crying out. Her eyes were filled with the joy of having recovered from the loss.

"Yesterday, the imperial physician came to visit. He said you won't wake up again. The empress has already prepared to bury you …"

With a few sniffles, she managed to catch her breath before she continued, "If it weren't for Ling Er begging me to wait a little longer, I'm afraid that you would already be lying in the coffin and in the dirt!"

Liu Rufei looked at her in a daze, unable to come up with a plan for the moment.

Ye Zichen looked at the maid in front of him in confusion. What did she call him just now? Little Lord? Wasn't this the title given to concubines by the maidservants in the imperial palace's backyard?

Could it be that he didn't die from the theft last night, and was instead given the position of concubine by the emperor to the imperial harem?

However, he had been pierced through by tens of thousands of arrows, and his entire body was filled with holes …

Thinking of this, Liu Rufei lowered her head with difficulty, but her body was still in a perfect condition. Other than the pain in his neck, the other parts of his body only felt sore and weak.

Even if there was a Hua Tuo in the palace, he couldn't have healed her to such a state in just one night, right?

Seeing her young master's lack of response, Ling'er's tears began to flow like a broken bead.

"Young master, don't even think about hanged yourself. Although we're not favored by the emperor and have been through quite a bit of suffering, it's still better to live on as long as we die …"

The maidservant earnestly tried to persuade her, but Liu Rufei was even more confused.

Looking at the furnishings in the room, there was a bed, a table, a chair, and a make-up stand. It was extremely simple and crude, not even comparable to the rooms of the servants in the courtyards of large families.

"Hanging yourself?" Just as Liu Rufei opened his mouth to speak, he was startled.

Putting aside the pain in his throat, this voice … This voice was obviously not hers.

Liu Rufei's voice was clear and melodious like a bell, and it carried an innate vitality of her own. However, this voice seemed to be faintly breathing, and from the sound of it, it was obvious that it was a delicate and frail woman.

"Oh right, Little Lord, this servant will help you boil the medicine. This was left behind by the doctor yesterday. He said that if you wake up, he'll let you drink it!"

The maidservant suddenly stood up and wiped away the tears on her face. With the joy of having survived a disaster, she hurriedly ran out with the medicinal bag in her arms.

Liu Rufei laid on the bed, her mind was in a complete mess.

He tried to circulate the inner strength within his body and suppressed the discomfort he felt in his throat. He got off the bed and walked in front of the bronze mirror.

This bronze mirror was clearly inferior, and the person inside was extremely blurry. Through the bronze mirror, a pale face could be seen. From her facial features to the shape of her face, it didn't belong to her.

Originally, Liu Rufei had apricot eyes and a round face, but now, his face was thin and oval in color. He had a pitiful, sickly appearance.

Liu Rufei revealed a puzzled expression. She had studied the disguise technique for a while, so she rubbed her face for a while. It was clear that it wasn't a disguise at all.

In her 15 years in the martial arts world, she had seen many strange things. When she came back from the dead, she became someone else. It was the first time Liu Rufei heard about this.

Sitting paralyzed on the carved chair, Liu Rufei continued to stare at the unfamiliar face in the mirror. In the end, her gaze stopped at her slender neck, on which there was a clearly visible purple-green mark.

Liu Rufei gently caressed her neck, causing a sharp pain. She couldn't help but furrow her brows.

It seemed that the original owner had indeed hanged himself. Just now, he had heard the maidservant call her 'young mistress'. Presumably, the original owner was an unfavoured concubine.

After her death, she was reborn into such a pitiful person with a weak body. For a moment, Liu Rufei didn't even know if she was happy or sad.