Pain.
I woke up with a burning pain. It felt like someone had scalded my back with an iron plate, and every nerve was screaming. I struggled to open my eyes, and what I saw was moldy beams and half of the torn gauze. The air was filled with a moist smell of decay.
Where is this?
I tried to sit up by holding on to the bed board, but the place where my palms touched was wet. When I lowered my head, I saw that yellow pus and dark red blood stains had soaked the mattress under me into a map. Holy shit, what the fuck is going on? I clearly remember working overtime at the company until two o'clock last night, lying on my desk and taking a nap. Why did I wake up in such a ghost place?
A bunch of memories that didn't belong to me suddenly flooded into my mind, like someone stuffing dozens of gigabytes of data into a hard drive. It hurt so much that I almost vomited it out. Shen Yuan entered the palace at the age of eighteen and was named empress. Three years later, she was thrown into the cold palace for "murdering the emperor's heir." Yesterday, she was called to "question" by the imperial concubine's people, and she was beaten thirty times and thrown back.
Thirty boards?
I reached out and touched my back, and my fingertips touched the cracked flesh, which made me gasp in pain. The original owner of this body has probably been beaten to death, and now the body is replaced by me, a social programmer. Time travel? After the cold palace was abandoned? What kind of evil have I done? I work overtime and get this kind of treatment.
Just as I was thinking about it, there was a sudden ding in my head.
"Congratulations to the host for binding the [Gongdou Barrage System], the current number of people in the live broadcast room: 3 people."
What the hell? I was stunned for two seconds, and a line of luminous words floated before my eyes, suspended in mid-air, like a barrage in a game.
"This crippled queen was beaten so badly, she deserves it!"
