The prince of love, the wealth has come to me

The "gurgling" protest of her stomach interrupted Ling Yue's thoughts. She took a bite of the bun in her hand and squinted her eyes in satisfaction. It tasted quite good.

It was gradually getting dark, and she had to find a place to stay quickly. However, with the way she was dressed, it seemed that some dilapidated house or temple would be her destination for the night.

She followed her confused memories and slowly walked towards the edge of the city.

What she didn't know was that after the huge explosion that shocked City M, a dark figure crawled out from the ruins, spitting out a mouthful of blood foam, with a vicious and cruel look in his eyes.

Ling Yue followed her memory and came to a dilapidated house.

Just as she was about to step in, she felt dizzy and then lost consciousness.

In the distance, two men with patches on their clothes walked over.

"Brother, isn't this the little mute? Why is she lying there?"

Dashun looked speechlessly at his brother who was becoming more and more unruly day by day.

"Let's carry her inside first." Still asking? She must have fainted from hunger! What kind of good person would sleep on the road...

In fact, Ling Yue didn't faint from hunger. It was mainly because her body was too weak and she was covered with wounds. She used up all her strength just to walk a few steps.

The two men carried the person in, placed her on a straw mat, and then fed her a bowl of water to satisfy her hunger.

Don’t ask why they don’t need food to fill their stomachs. The answer is that the two brothers are still hungry.

It’s not easy to live these days!

Then they each drank two bowls of water and lay down to sleep.

Ling Yue woke up in the middle of the night and slowly sat up against the wall.

She closed her eyes and sorted out the extra things in her mind. After digesting the pitiful few memories in her mind, her mind was full of question marks?

The original owner had no parents and had lived with a nanny since childhood. She would move to a new village every few years and was always in a hurry, as if someone was chasing them.

Although Nanny Li was dressed just like a village woman, her gestures were not ordinary at all. It was as if she had received some special training, but the original owners did not find it unusual at all.

Ling Yue thought back to the original owner's short life. Her memories were filled with obvious things like eating, sleeping, and Nanny Li talking to her. There was no independent thinking at all.

When talking to people, it is often just one question and one answer, or even no answer at all.

She seldom went out, and nothing interested her.

Everything seemed to be just pictures in her mind, and she didn't know what they were.

Finally, Ling Yue came to the conclusion that she seemed to be not in a good mind? It seemed like something was missing!

The most recent memory in her mind was three days ago, when the two of them left the village in a hurry without taking anything with them.

But later the two were caught up by someone, who was ruthless and every move was deadly. In desperation, Nanny Li dressed the original owner in beggar's clothes and went to lure away the killer, but was stabbed to death not far away.

The original owner witnessed all this, but remained indifferent and expressionless.

She hid quietly in the cupboard. Nanny Li told her to stay there and not move, so she really did not move until she was too hungry to move.

She only knew that she needed to eat when she was hungry. She walked on the street every day and managed to get some food with her clothes and thin body.

Until yesterday evening, several beggars beat her up on the grounds that she was occupying their territory.

The original owner ended her life without perception.

"Ling Yueqing?" Ling Yue slowly uttered the name. The original owner's name only had one more character than hers. Was it a coincidence? Or was there something else going on?

"It's okay to change the name. After all, it's a new life!" Ling Yueqing decided to use this new name to start her new life.

She looked at the two people snoring not far away.

Although she fainted just now, her mind was clear and she knew everything that was happening around her, but she couldn't move.

This feeling of losing control made Ling Yueqing feel very uncomfortable. If she had encountered a bad guy just now, her journey of time travel that had just begun would have ended!

My body is too weak. I have to find a way to replenish it and exercise at the same time.

Thinking of this, Ling Yueqing yawned, then lay down and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day it was already bright.

"Brother, why hasn't she woken up yet? Could she be dead?" Er Shun said as he stepped forward to check Ling Yueqing's breathing.

The next second, Ling Yueqing grabbed his hand fiercely.

"It hurts, it hurts! Let go!" Ershun screamed in pain.

Ling Yueqing let go of Ershun's hand, breathing heavily. This body was too weak and didn't even have the most basic alertness.

In the past, the sound of a needle falling to the ground was clearly audible in her ears.

Now people’s hands were almost on his face, and he almost didn’t wake up.

"He doesn't look big, but he's quite strong!" Er Shun rubbed his wrist and muttered.

"Come on, stop being so pretentious." Dashun came over carrying a pot of porridge so thin that you could see your reflection in it.

He thought Ershun was up to no good again. After all, he was so skinny and weak, like a chick. How could he have any strength?

"Sorry, I hit you a little too hard." Ling Yueqing apologized. She knew that Er Shun was telling the truth when he said it hurt. Although she didn't have the strength, she was familiar with every acupuncture point in the human body. She knew which acupuncture point would hurt the most. She didn't show any mercy just now.

But he should be thankful that he met his current self. If it were before, it would not be as simple as just pain.

"You can speak?" Ershun looked at Ling Yueqing in shock.

No wonder they thought she was a mute. This shabby house had always been the place where the two brothers lived. Three days ago, when they came back, they saw Ling Yueqing sitting in the corner. She didn't answer any of the questions they asked her, and looked stupid and dazed. They thought she was thin and pitiful, so they didn't chase her away.

Ling Yueqing did not give much explanation, but just said that her throat was not so good for the past few days and she could not speak.

Although Dashun was also surprised, he still greeted, "Eat first, it will get cold later."

As they drank the bland porridge, Ershun said with a satisfied look on his face, "It would be nice if we could drink porridge every day!"

"What good things are you thinking about? These days there's not always work to do." Dashun also lamented this difficult life.

Ling Yueqing looked at the porridge in front of her, in which she could almost count the rice grains, and wondered to herself, did people in this dynasty live such a hard life?

Gradually, she learned from the conversation between the two brothers that they had come to Shengjing to escape famine.

In the past two years, I have been making a living by doing hard labor and odd jobs, but life has become increasingly difficult recently, so when I can't eat, I occasionally work part-time as a beggar to earn some extra money.

After dinner, the two went out to find work.

Ling Yueqing was left alone leaning against the wall, thinking about which of her skills could be used in ancient times. She didn't want to eat thin porridge every day.

"Beep——" A sudden mechanical sound rang in her mind, interrupting Ling Yueqing's thoughts.