Exile at the start? The princess is no ordinary woman.

Fortunately, it was still manageable for her, and the acupuncture points were all around the heart meridian, in front of her, so she could manage it with a little effort while looking in the mirror.

The antidote she prescribed herself was relatively stronger. She had already taken it twice, and this time she needed to use silver needles to force the toxins out of her body. After that, she would drink two more doses of medicine to consolidate the effect, and then the poison in this body would be considered neutralized.

There could have been a gentler method of detoxification, but it would have taken longer. Gu Nanzhi disliked trouble, and she was eager to recover her health and regain the skills she had acquired in her previous life.

After all, only by being strong can one better survive in this unfamiliar world, so she didn't want to waste time;

Gu Nanzhi performed acupuncture on herself in front of the mirror. One by one, she inserted the sharp silver needles into her body, but towards the end, she found it increasingly difficult, and beads of sweat began to appear on her forehead.

Her hands began to tremble slightly, but she persevered, picked up another silver needle, steadied herself, and slowly inserted it into her body. With this final insertion, eleven silver needles had now pierced her flesh.

She was a little unsteady, gripping the remaining sofa tightly with both hands. Beads of sweat gradually increased on her forehead. She then steadied herself again, raised her right hand, and gently rolled the silver needles that had just been inserted in sequence to stimulate the acupoints.

After the stimulation of the last acupoint ended, just a few seconds later, Gu Nanzhi leaned forward slightly and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

She slightly raised her eyes, and her somewhat disheveled reflection in the mirror came into view. She curled her lips into a smile, which, combined with the black bloodstains at the corners of her lips, added a touch of eeriness and malevolence.

Aunt Zhao, I easily cured the poison you gave the original owner. Let's see if you can find someone to cure my poison in a few days.

The original owner won't be able to see it, so let her go back and see the miserable state of the person who harmed you in your place.

Gu Nanzhi paused for a moment before removing the silver needles from her body one by one in front of the mirror. Feeling a little weak, she walked into the bathroom, took off her clothes, and entered the bathtub that Xiaobai had prepared with hot water.

Performing acupuncture is inherently mentally taxing, and for Gu Nanzhi to do it herself made it even more strenuous and exhausting.

However, the poison has been forced out, and the body will get better and better afterward.

Gu Nanzhi soaked in the bathtub for half an hour. The space had transformed, and the water in the villa had been converted into spiritual spring water. After soaking in the spiritual spring water, her body was no longer as weak as before.

She left the room wrapped in a bathrobe, put the red dress in the washing machine to wash, and then went to the kitchen to take her medicine.

Fortunately, there will be a chance to buy clothes after tomorrow. There should be ready-made clothes for sale in town. I can buy two pieces to change into, otherwise I will always be wearing the same clothes.

"Master, has the poison in your body been neutralized?"

"It's solved."

Gu Nanzhi poured out the medicine herself, but didn't drink it right away. Instead, she rummaged through the refrigerator, preparing to get herself something to eat.

Although she had only been eating for a short time, to be honest, the food wasn't very tasty, so she didn't eat much. Now that she needed to take her medicine, she naturally needed to eat something to help her.

"Xiaobai, I've made a mess of the bedroom. Could you go and clean it for your owner?"

She's a very clean person, and the black blood she vomited earlier spilled on the floor. Now she has to cook, but she's too weak and lazy to do it herself, so she'll have to rely on Xiaobai, her housekeeper. And Xiaobai isn't just any ordinary Xiaobai anymore; cleaning the room is definitely no problem for her.

Once Xiaobai received the instructions, it prepared to take action.

"Okay, Master"

"Little White is such a good boy. You go ahead, your master will make himself something to eat."

"Okay, Master"

Xiao Bai went to clean the room, and Gu Nanzhi finally managed to cook some noodles after searching high and low. She placed the noodles on the table, then closed her eyes and forced herself to drink the bowl of medicine that looked terribly awful.

Judging from the way she drank her medicine, her whole face looked like it was scrunched up. Then, she couldn't wait to grab her chopsticks and take a bite of noodles to mask the taste of the medicine in her mouth.

Actually, to be fair, the medicine she made for herself wasn't bad-tasting or bitter, but what can she do when she doesn't like taking medicine?

Gu Nanzhi ate her noodles, put the bowls and other dishes in the dishwasher, and then went back to her room. Xiaobai had already thoroughly cleaned the room.

There's a separate room in the real world tonight, and Xia He has been drugged by her, so Gu Nanzhi plans to get a comfortable sleep in the space before going out.

"Alright, Xiaobai, I'll sleep in my room tonight before going out. Go charge your phone yourself."

"Yes, Master, goodnight."

Xiaobai is a really good housekeeper; he left after saying goodnight.

After brushing her teeth, Gu Nanzhi comfortably lay down on her soft bed and felt completely relaxed.

Normally it's only a little before nine o'clock, not enough time to go to bed this early, but even though she's in her spatial dimension with no internet or anything else to do, it's more practical to enjoy her big bed and get a good night's sleep.

After a long day of work, and with acupuncture to detoxify her body that evening, she was truly exhausted and fell asleep shortly after lying down.

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"Well"

The person sleeping soundly on the soft bed turned over and groggily woke up, their slender arm, hidden under the covers, reaching out familiarly towards the headboard.

Having found its spot, the room light clicked on. The little one on the bed struggled for a few seconds before dragging itself out of bed, bleary-eyed, and stumbling into the bathroom, relying entirely on its familiarity with the room's layout.

Only then can there be no bumps and bruises.

It wasn't until she relieved herself and washed her hands that she vaguely saw herself in the mirror, and only then did she realize that she was no longer the same person she used to be.

Her drowsy eyes cleared considerably at that moment. She patted her cheeks with her wet hands. Ah, she had slept so comfortably that she had forgotten she had died and transmigrated in her previous life.

Then she muttered to herself, "Sigh, this little face... it's starting to look more and more like her original appearance from her past life."

"If she recovers from her malnutrition and her sallow skin and withered figure, she should be almost the same as she was in her previous life."

"They look so alike, could it be that she was given a second chance to live because they look so alike?"

"Forget it, forget it, who cares? If there's a chance to live, then live it to the fullest. Don't think too much about it."

Gu Nanzhi came out of the bathroom, picked up the watch on the bedside table and looked at the time. It was past 2 a.m. She had been sleeping for almost six hours. No wonder she woke up now.

Before going to sleep, I expelled the toxins, soaked in the spiritual spring water, took medicine, ate noodles, and took a nap. Now I no longer feel the weakness I had when I was detoxifying.

Lying back in bed, now that I'm awake, I admired my own appearance again, and suddenly I couldn't fall back asleep.

What should we do? What's the best course of action?

I rummaged through the bedside table and found my laptop and tablet. Still not believing it, I turned them on and tried them out. Sure enough, Xiaobai wasn't lying; there really wasn't much you could do.

Bored, she could only stuff it back into the drawer;