When the chill rushed in from my back, I opened my eyes suddenly.
What comes into view are the familiar green gauze curtains, the carved pear wood bedside, and the sachet on the bedside that I embroidered by myself - the embroidery was so poor that even the stitches were crooked, but the original owner kept it as a treasure for three years.
I was stunned for three seconds, then lifted the quilt and sat up.
This is not the last dry well I saw before I died in my previous life. This is my boudoir in the Prime Minister's Mansion, where I have lived for sixteen years.
Wrong.
I clearly remember that I am dead. She was pushed into the dry well in the backyard by her stepmother Wang Shulan and her concubine Song Yudie. They watched the light at the wellhead getting farther and farther away, and finally knew nothing.
"Ding - the merit system is successfully bound, host: Song Xi'er, current status: reborn."
Suddenly a mechanical sound sounded in my mind, which scared me so much that I jumped out of bed. My head hit the bedpost, and I grimaced in pain.
"What the hell?"
"This system is a heavenly merit calculator. It detects that the host died due to injustice in the previous life, and the grievance value reaches the standard, and is given a chance to be reborn." The voice was cold and without any emotion. "Rebirth conditions: The host needs to collect 1 million negative energy values within one year to extend his life. If the host fails to meet the standard after one year, the system will execute the erasure procedure."
I covered my head and took a long time to digest this sentence.
