Love Becomes More and More Troubled

Name: Love Becomes More and More Troubled
Author: Yu Feifei

by Yu Feifei

ongoing Ancient Romance Isekai Romance Female Lead

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418Kwords208chapters

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Ch. 208 — 白日梦

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Xiaoxiao opened her eyes, bright space, fresh air, patted her chest and was still alive, thank God. But it was a bit strange, she sat up immediately, ah! My waist! So sore as hell. Regardless of the pain, what he saw in front of him was dumbfounding. The house is an ancient architectural style, with tables, chairs, doors, and some small items. She rubbed her waist and sleeves, which were yellow. She remembered that she was wearing a white wedding dress that day. Could it be that I have become an ancient person? She closed her eyes and patted her head, shaking her head vigorously. The dream was a hallucination. . . When I opened my eyes again, it was still the same. Did you have a strange disease and was told by your family? Send him to this strange place for treatment? Or is this a filming location? But, it's all so far-fetched. No matter! "Mom--" This high-decibel voice worked immediately. The door opened, and it was not my mother who came in, but a little girl in green clothes. Shy and pretty, about thirteen years old. "You're awake!" She walked towards him. "Hello, isn't my mother here?" Xiaoxiao asked without any confidence at all. "Mom? Oh, you're talking about Zhao's mother, right? She went out to buy cloth with the young lady. Hey, do you know Zhao's mother?" She asked doubtfully. And Xiaoxiao was still thinking about the key words in her words - Zhao Ma, Miss? "What, what is this place?" She asked eagerly. "It's Wenfu!" Feeling her blood rising, she realized the problem was serious. "You were rescued by my young master. I'm going to tell him that you're awake now." Lu Yi saw that she was very strange. It was better to leave this matter to the young master who saved him. "Wait, I was rescued, your young master?" She spat out each word. . . . . .