Reincarnation and Rebirth

Su Wan'er thought that the reason why Zi Xingchen was still keeping her was probably because he hadn't obtained her space yet. Right, space, Su Wan'er has a space, where is it?

"Your Majesty, you're awake? His Majesty just sent Eunuch Wei to deliver a message, saying that once you're awake, the elixir will be sent to the Empress."

Elixir? What elixir? Oh, it must be the pills made with spiritual spring water in the space.

Su Wan'er suddenly felt a surge of anger in her chest, as if someone was controlling her emotions. She sighed silently, thinking that the Su Wan'er was still unwilling to accept it, and her obsession still lingered in her body.

She tried to suppress the feeling of being out of control and said to the palace maid, "I am not feeling well and cannot refine the pills. Go and tell the Emperor that we will talk about it when I feel better."

The palace maid's face changed drastically. "This servant wouldn't dare."

"what ever."

After saying that, Su Wan'er lay back down. She needed to conserve her energy; her body was too weak. She had only spoken a few words and already felt breathless. Wasn't she supposed to have some elixirs? Why didn't she give herself any?

After flipping through her memories, Su Wan'er was even more speechless. It turned out that the space only produced one drop of spiritual spring water per day, but this silly girl had used the collected spiritual spring water, combined with the medicinal herbs in the space, to make spiritual medicine. She could only get one pill every six months, which she then gave to Zi Xingchen.

Zi Xingchen's power increased greatly after eating, making him immune to all poisons and in excellent health. He had a great appetite, while poor Su Wan'er's health was so bad that she could get so angry that she would die.

"Sigh, you played such a good hand terribly. Alright, don't add to my troubles. Go in peace. I'll avenge you." Su Wan'er said silently.

However, that feeling inside me still hadn't disappeared. Uh, this girl is stubborn too. Fine, this is someone else's body after all, she won't leave, there's nothing I can do about it.

As a successor of the 21st century, I should at least have the magnanimity to tolerate others—or rather, to tolerate ghosts.

In the days that followed, Su Wan'er slept during the day and went into her spatial dimension at night.

Yes, she has found a way to enter the space. There is a birthmark on the inside of her right ring finger that is so small that it is not easy to notice. Every time she wants to enter the space, she needs to touch this birthmark, and then she will appear in the space.

Su Wan'er said, "This is not scientific at all. Don't those novels say that space can be controlled with thoughts? Why does it have to be so mechanized when it comes to me?"

However, the moment she saw the surrounding environment, all her complaints vanished.

The space wasn't large, and Su Wan'er didn't know if it would be upgraded in the future, but for now, it was sufficient. Fortunately, this space recognized its owner; Zi Xingchen knew of its existence and had asked to come in and take a look, but no matter how Su Wan'er tried, she couldn't bring Zi Xingchen inside. Zi Xingchen himself even tried touching his birthmark, and after confirming that he couldn't get in, he outwardly gave up.

Su Wan'er patted her chest. Luckily, that guy hadn't thought of chopping off her fingers. Otherwise, wouldn't she have transmigrated into a nine-fingered girl?

She knew, however, that Zi Xingchen had not given up on his idea of ​​seizing the space. After ascending the throne, he immediately recruited people with supernatural abilities. Even a fool could see through his purpose. It was just that the original owner of this body was too immersed in the sadness of her lover's infidelity to see through it.

The space is about 400 square meters. In one corner there is a small courtyard covered with wood, surrounded by a circle of roses. At this moment, the colorful flowers are climbing all over the wall, which is quite beautiful.

Su Wan'er walked into the courtyard. To the left was a small pond with some fish and shrimp in it, and to the right was a stone table with four stone stools. Above the table hung a grape trellis, which Su Wan'er must have planted herself later.

The wooden house had three rooms. Su Wan'er looked them over one by one. The first room was a study, with bookshelves along the walls, densely packed with books—it seemed endless. What was going on? Could this study be another infinite space? She'd have to study it slowly later.

On the other side was a desk with a book open on it. Su Wan'er walked closer and saw that it was a cookbook. The original owner really intended to be a dutiful wife and mother. Of course, it's not that being a good wife and mother is bad, but if the other half doesn't reciprocate equally, then the term becomes quite ironic.

Stepping out of the study, next door was the bedroom, which appeared to have boundaries and was quite conventional. Su Wan'er wasn't interested in looking at it closely and went directly to the third room.

It turned out to be a pill refining room, just like a study, with shelves on three sides that stretched as far as the eye could see, and a pill refining furnace in the middle.

In the original owner's memories, she had only refined royal-grade pills here, which were what they called spiritual medicines. She had used the other items on the shelves, such as ready-made wound medicines and hemostatic medicines, but she had not explored the rest at all.

Sigh, what a waste of such a good space.

With so many books in the study, there must be some on martial arts, immortal cultivation, alchemy, medicine, and so on. She didn't learn any of those, and only learned cooking. She must be out of her mind.

In her previous life, Su Wan'er was a corporate slave. In her spare time, she liked to learn all sorts of skills at home, including but not limited to cooking, music, agriculture, traditional Chinese medicine, and handicrafts. She looked at all sorts of things, but she wasn't proficient in anything.

Speaking of this, we have to mention her job in her previous life.

In her senior year of high school, her parents died in a car accident one after the other, leaving her alone with a large sum of compensation.

Relatives took turns trying to persuade her to become her guardian, and Su Wan'er agreed to all of them. However, there was only one person and one set of money, so the relatives all took the matter to court. Su Wan'er just watched them make a fuss. Since she was already over 16 years old at the time, the court would naturally arrange a guardian according to her personal wishes. But Su Wan'er just felt that her aunt, uncle, or even her auntie would be good. She kept hesitating and wasted two months. Oh wow, she became an adult and had the right to make her own decisions.

The relatives were so focused on taking her away that they completely forgot about this incident. On Su Wan'er's eighteenth birthday, she unilaterally announced that she could live independently.

All the relatives were furious, but there was nothing they could do. From then on, Su Wan'er became an orphan, and all the relatives cut off contact with her.

She studied archaeology in college. Why? Because she liked it. Most of the time, she preferred dealing with inanimate objects to dealing with living ones.

After graduation, she took the postgraduate entrance exam. This time, she traveled through time again because she went to an archaeological site of a newly discovered tomb with her supervisor. She accidentally stepped into a pit and, to her bad luck, hit her head on a rock, causing her to bleed profusely.

Her supervisor was worried about her health, so he told her to go to the hospital.

The doctor said it was just a mild concussion and that I would be fine after resting at home for two days. I never expected that I would actually time travel while I was sleeping.

Fine, I'll wear it, but to wear it on a colleague, and a worthless one at that, is infuriating.

Never mind, I'll go out and pick some grapes to calm my nerves.