The All-Powerful Concubine

As the top agent in the organization, she has carried out countless narrow-death missions, but she never thought she would die at the hands of her own people. The moment the betrayer pulled the trigger, the sharp pain of the bullet penetrating his chest sank into darkness together with his consciousness. She thought this was the end, but was awakened by the biting cold the next second. "Cough... Cough cough..." With a violent cough tearing his throat, Lin Mo opened his eyes suddenly, only to see a hazy gauze curtain. There was a strong medicinal smell lingering on the tip of her nose, mixed with a faint, indescribable scent of incense. It was definitely not the smell of disinfectant she was familiar with. She struggled to sit up, but found that her body was frighteningly weak. She felt dizzy with the slightest exertion, and her limbs were as heavy as lead. Fragments of unfamiliar memories flooded into my mind like a flood - the carved window lattice, the complicated skirt, the old-fashioned grandma, and a name that appeared repeatedly. Su Qingluo. What's going on? Reborn?