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But the growling from her stomach left her no time to think about this question, and her eyes turned to the shabby table again.

Wait, the wooden box on the table didn’t seem to be there last night, and there seemed to be a faint smell of meat coming from the box.

Meaty aroma?

Mu Qingli shook her head a little uncertainly. Could it be that she was hallucinating because of hunger?

She sniffed again carefully.

That’s right, it was the smell of meat. Could it be that the palace maid named Alan brought it to her later?

But judging from the literal meaning of what she said when she left, she probably won't bring me food anymore.

If not her, who else could it be?

Based on my current understanding of Daode's original body, no one here should care about her life or death.

Never mind, never mind. There’s no point in thinking so much. No matter who sent it, just eat it first. She doesn’t want to starve to death.

She struggled to move to the front of the table and carefully opened the box in front of her.

There were only a few big, white and plump buns inside.

Looking at the buns in front of him, Mu Qingli couldn't help swallowing.

Smelling the fragrance, he immediately grabbed one and took a bite.

Delicious, really delicious, the rich meaty aroma comes into your mouth.

She swore to God that this was the most delicious bun she had ever eaten in her life, no doubt about it.

At this time, she didn't care about the pain in her body, and she ate while looking at the wooden box in front of her.

This should be an ancient lunch box. It looks like it has several layers. I wonder what’s inside. Maybe it’s something delicious.

She became even more excited at the moment, and reached out to take off the top layer, but there was no food underneath.

There were several white porcelain bottles and a roll of white cloth, which should be used to bandage wounds.

Seeing this, she felt even more puzzled. Could it be that there were other people here who cared about her?

Otherwise how to explain these things.

But after I came here, all I had were my original memories. I didn't know anything about my original body. The only information I had was told to me by Alan who appeared last night. However, it was only a rough idea. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't figure it out.

After a few bites, she had eaten three buns. Looking at the remaining ones, she stopped extending her hand.

Let’s keep these remaining buns.

I know nothing about this crappy place, and I don’t know if the person who sent me food will send more. I’ve eaten everything and there’s nothing left.

And it was obvious that God didn't want him to die so easily.

This is both medicine and food, and it is obvious that he is trying to keep himself alive.

Otherwise, just give it a try, maybe you can really survive in this world.

After taking the porcelain bottle and cloth from the box, she put the remaining buns back and covered it again.

After eating something, she regained some strength and thought she should go out to the yard to see if there was any water.

Not drinking water can be fatal, and your body looks so terrible now, you should probably clean it up before applying medicine.

After opening the door, what came into view was indeed a dilapidated yard, no different from what I saw yesterday, except that I could see it a little more clearly today. Fortunately, there was still a house that could shelter from the wind and rain.

Then she slowly continued walking forward. The house she lived in was not big, but this dilapidated yard was unexpectedly quite large and even had a backyard.

When she came to the backyard, she finally saw a well, which was exactly the kind she had imagined. This should be the only source of water here.

Holding the wooden bucket in front of her, she endured the pain and took great pains to fetch half a bucket of water.

However, this one blow almost exhausted all her strength, and the wounds on her body were burning with pain.

Mu Qingli leaned against the well and rested for a long time before she took a few gulps of water from the wooden bucket using the ladle beside it.

After drinking the water, she felt like she was completely alive again.

Thinking about the palace maid named Alan who said that the original body was also called Mu Qingli. Since it has the same name as me, I wonder if it looks the same as me?

Thinking of this, she looked down at the bucket in front of her.

I saw a face reflected in the bucket that looked exactly like my own, except that it looked several years younger. It was probably about what I looked like when I was fifteen or sixteen years old.

She raised her hand and touched the face, and for a moment she couldn't tell what she felt in her heart.

Could it be that God took pity on me because I died young, and let me live again here?

But this life experience is a bit too tragic.

She couldn't help but smile bitterly again. It really was a big joke on her.

He lowered his head to glance at his clothes, which were already stained with blood. He then glanced around and thought that no one should come into this shabby yard.

Then she endured the pain and slowly took off her clothes. The wounds on her body were already stuck to her clothes. When she took off her clothes, she broke out in a cold sweat from the pain and almost fainted.

By the time she finished washing herself, half an hour had passed.

When she returned to the room again, she discovered that there was a small dressing table on the side of the wardrobe with a bronze mirror on it.

Facing the mirror, she opened the porcelain bottle she had just taken out. Most of the wounds were on her back, so she could only grope her way to apply medicine on herself. She touched the wounds from time to time, and the pain made her burst into tears.

After finally applying the medicine and wrapping it around her body a few times, she opened the cupboard, took out the clothes inside and put them on with some difficulty.

After doing this series of things, she could no longer hold on and slowly lay back on the bed on her side.

After last night's experience, she never did the stupid thing of falling directly on the bed again.

Although her body still hurt, it was much better than before. She had just washed herself and changed into clean clothes, so when sleepiness came, she fell asleep quickly.

She slept until dark.

When I woke up again, the pain in my body had subsided a lot. I thought about the medicine that someone had sent me, and it really worked.

After she got up from the bed and lit the candle, she was stunned when she saw the food on the table.

When was it delivered? Why didn't I notice it at all?

Thinking that someone had quietly entered the room while I was sleeping and I was completely unaware.

She felt cold all over.

But this person shouldn't have any ill intentions, so why would he deliver the gift behind my back?

It's strange, but it also means that I don't have to worry about food for the time being.

No matter what that person thinks, it doesn’t matter. Now I have food to eat and medicine to take, which is great. At least I have hope to continue living.