The sister who traveled through time wants to dominate the other world and become the empress!

As Xu An stepped into the pavilion, he saw a man in black with a stern face walking towards him angrily.

"Ze'an... eh..."

Without saying much, Ze'an stuffed the bowl of medicine in his hand into Xu An's cold hand, then looked up at him for a moment and quickly turned and left.

Xu An held the bowl in both hands and blinked blankly, a little confused.

Sure enough, a good man is still so considerate even when he is angry.

"Xiaoyu, prepare some water. I want to take a bath."

The whistling cold wind outside the door was accompanied by the sound of rain. Inside the house, Xu An was soaking in the water. She lifted her white and slender fingers out of the water, and the jade bracelet on her wrist seemed even smoother and more translucent.

"Miss, Miss?" Xiaoyu's soft call brought Xu An back to his senses.

"Ok?"

Xu An raised his eyes and withdrew his gaze from the jade bracelet.

Xiaoyu combed Xu An's hair, bent down slightly and murmured: "The red mark behind the young lady is getting brighter and brighter. She is so beautiful."

Vermilion mark?

Xu An turned his head slightly, "What red mark?"

"It's the mark on your back, young lady. Since I started taking care of you, the mark has become redder and brighter every year, just like a flower. It's very beautiful." Xiaoyu smiled and spoke more and more happily.

A fragment of the red spider lily mark flashed through Xu An's mind and he frowned.

Could it be that I have that mark on my body too? But no one has ever told me that I have a birthmark on my back, so could it be that it just appeared?

Xu An has been living in an orphanage since he was a child. He has no close relatives. Ever since he can remember, he has to take a bath and dress himself. It is normal for him not to know about the birthmark on his back.

She hurriedly asked, "Xiaoyu, does the mark behind me have six petals?"

"Yes, miss, you finally remembered something! That's great, that's great."

I didn't just remember it, I just realized it!

"Xiao Yu, my temperament changed drastically after I fell into the water. Don't you all suspect me? What if I am someone else?" Xu An always felt that the attitude of the people in Xiahou Mansion about this matter was a little strange.

Since this is a complete world of cultivating immortals, rather than a system game setting, a living person's personality suddenly changes, but the whole family doesn't find it strange and everyone even accepts it?

Even Yan Mutou suspected that the body was possessed by a monster at that time, but Madam Xia and Master Jiang had no doubts at all?

There are too many doubts. They love this Ninth Miss so much, but she was like a puppet before, but now she suddenly becomes smart. Doesn’t anyone doubt me?

I originally thought that this was a game setting, and that no matter how weird I became, I would not be too different from the original owner. However, the original owner was completely different from me. I had revealed my flaws a long time ago, but no one had ever doubted me. It was weird, too weird.

Besides, Zhu Yu said that I was the daughter of the empress. If that’s true, then doesn’t that mean the original owner is not Madam Xia’s child?

Xu An felt a little tremor in his heart, as if he had guessed something.

Xiaoyu's gentle voice sounded in her ears, "Madam had consulted a fortune teller before, who said that Miss was so stupid because her intelligence was not awakened, and she would naturally become different from ordinary people when the time is right. So Miss is now awakened and back to normal, and everyone in the mansion is naturally happy about it."

Is there such a coincidence in the world? I am the original owner, and the original owner is me, but I am her from another world?

It's so complicated, too complicated, it makes my brain tangled.

"Then, Ze'an's name was also given by that gentleman? Was it really given for me?" Xu An thought of the blind old man that Ze'an mentioned and guessed that they were the same person.

"Yes, because the young lady has no water in her destiny, the fortune teller said that she needs to find someone to protect her life and help her regain her spiritual wisdom, and Master Ze'an happens to be that person."

After hearing this, Xu An instantly understood something. She stood up, wrapped herself in a bathrobe, tidied herself up casually, and hurried towards Ze An's bedroom.

If it is as Xiaoyu said, then I am destined to come to this world. I am her and she is me. She is my identity in this world. This is not the identity arranged for me by the system, but the opportunity given by the fortune teller. It is me.

Then, Ze'an doesn't need to worry about the disappearance of the original owner anymore. It's not his fault nor mine. It's God's will. It's destined. I am destined to meet them.

Xu An's temples were throbbing, and the scenes of traveling back to the present appeared in her mind. The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. She finally didn't have to worry about the original owner's affairs anymore, and Ze An didn't have to feel guilty. Just as Zhu Yu said at that time, God has his own arrangements.

Raindrops dripped from the eaves, splashing tiny water droplets. Xu An's steps became lighter and lighter, as if he was cheering.

She smiled all the way, holding up her skirt as she walked in the wind.

"Ze'an! Ze'an!" Xu An knocked on Ze'an's door excitedly. Upon hearing the sound, the people in the room suddenly poured the wine around and quickly sat down at the table.

He cleared his throat intentionally or unintentionally, "Ahem, what's the matter?"

Xu An pushed the door open and walked in. A smell of alcohol hit him. He saw Ze An holding his temple with one fist, his head slightly tilted, and his eyes could not be seen clearly.

"You drank so much again?"

She closed the door, and her originally smiling face instantly turned into a frown as she approached Ze'an.

Ze'an secretly clenched his other hand and muttered in a low voice: "You ignored me... I had to drink to drown my sorrows..."

Xu An was stunned by the coquettish tone. She sat down and held Ze'an's face, only to see that the person in front of her had a pink face, a blurry look in his eyes, and even the tip of his nose was red, as if he had been crying.

Oh my god! He is so, so cute!

This delicate and pitiful scene made Xu An want to kiss the person in front of him to death immediately.

Because of this well-behaved look, she couldn't help but slow down her tone. "I'm not ignoring you. Aren't you just angry with me?"

"It's because you wanted to keep the painting that I..." Ze'an hesitated to speak. He found the word jealous a little difficult to say.

"Ze'an, I know you are jealous, but there are some things you can tell me. I also know you are worried about the bond between Zhu Yu and me, but you shouldn't be so impatient."

"You, you know?" Ze'an suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Xu An as if a keyword was triggered.

"Yan Mu told me."

Xu An pressed the corners of her mouth, trying to hold back her laughter. It was because the man in front of her was so stupid that it was hard not to laugh.

Ze An reached out and held the hands that were placed on his face. "I am just jealous. He is so shameless, how can he be worthy of forming a covenant with you? You also accepted his paintings, which made me even angrier, and I am also... more scared."

"You are so stubborn, what are you afraid of?"

"I was afraid that you were being deceived. I was afraid that you liked him. I was afraid... I was afraid that you didn't want me anymore. The way he looked at you, and the way he was worried about you, seemed so real, that I was even more afraid."

Ze'an's brows were furrowed, and there seemed to be a lot of fear hidden in his eyes, and even his eyelashes could not stop trembling.

This scene made Xu An feel a little nervous.

"How could I not want you? You have such a hard mouth, only my kiss can pry it open."

This inappropriate teasing made Ze An's cheeks hot. "Then why are you still walking alone with Yan Muyi? When I turned around, you were gone. I thought you didn't want me anymore, and... and here, this mark, it faded. Did you lose interest in me? Is it because of me, why I was like that today?"

He pointed to his neck, and his aggrieved words suddenly became trembling and stuttering, his tone was full of aggrieved and fear, mixed with some caution.

This made Xu An's mouth curl up to the sky with a smile. What he said at that time was just to scare Ze An, but he didn't expect that he actually believed it.

"Oh, this mark will disappear. I was just scaring you last time. And it will fade away in three days. You still have some marks now. It seems that some people are looking at it every day?"

After hearing this, Ze'an's face gradually turned red. Xu An was right about this mark. He did admire the bronze mirror from time to time, and sometimes he would deliberately touch it just to make others see it clearly.

"I, I..." He lowered his eyes, trying to avoid Xu An's burning gaze.

Seeing his shy look, Xu An felt itchy in his heart.

She tilted her head, closed her eyes and kissed him, their hot and wet lips intertwined. She put her hands on the back of Ze'an's neck and they both stood up.

Ze An hugged her waist tightly, leaned over slightly, and pressed his lips a little deeper, as if he wanted to suck all of Xu An's breath away.

Xu An slowly pushed Ze An closer to the bed, threw him down on the bed, loosened his lips, and stared closely into those obsidian eyes, "You, didn't drink, there is no taste of alcohol on your tongue."

"Hmm..." After being exposed, Ze'an turned his head away embarrassedly and dared not look at Xu An.

Xu An leaned on the bed with one hand, and reached down with the other hand to pull off the belt around Ze An's waist, causing his clothes to become a little messy.

"Xu, Xu An, no, you can't do that."

Ze'an's face flushed, and his ears were also red as if they were cooked. He stuttered nervously and expectantly.

Xu An's lips curled up into a smile, "But I see, some people say no, but their bodies are very honest, right?"

She shook her eyes, glanced somewhere for a moment, and then looked back.

Ze An followed her gaze and instantly his blood rushed to his body, and he could no longer control his inexplicable reaction. Especially his face, which was as red as a cooked shrimp.

"I even like you like this."