When the cold medicine bowl touched my fingertips, a flash of lightning flashed outside the window.
The thunder exploded, just like the alarm sound when the heart rate monitor on the operating table became a straight line.
I gripped the porcelain bowl tightly, my nails digging into the indentations on the edge of the bowl. Three days have passed since I died suddenly in modern times, was hit in the brain by this damn system, and then became the Gu family's substitute maid as soon as I opened my eyes - only three days have passed since these terrible things happened.
Three days ago, I was a workhorse and worked overtime until three in the morning when I suffered a cardiac arrest.
The siren of the ambulance was so loud that it made my brain hurt. When the pain reached its peak, an electronic sound came in:
"It is detected that the host's brainwaves dissipate and the vital signs return to zero. The system of disaster is being bound. The binding is successful - the host memory is read and the analysis is completed. Welcome to the Great Xia Dynasty. Your mission is: to seduce the remnant king Shen Shiyan and plunder his true dragon energy. Mission failed: obliterate."
I thought I was still dreaming.
It wasn't until he was stuffed into the sedan chair, listening to the beating of gongs and drums, and the blast of firecrackers outside, and his body bumping up and down with the sedan chair, and a short knife was stuffed into his waist, and the system task panel was suspended in front of his eyes, that he finally woke up.
"Sister Qingtang, we're here."
The voice of the little maid Cui'er came from outside.
