"What's up with the god card in the room at the end?"
"Ah -" Master Ling shook his head, "Those are all girls that the master captured from outside. He forced me to use people to test the medicine. Every time, he poisoned the girls and then forced me to treat them. Once they were cured, I took them as concubines."
"Then why are they all dead?"
"I wasn't very good at studying back then." After a pause, he added: "I pity those girls, so I wrote Ling's concubine on the signs."
"How many?"
"16 Already"
Sima Yingyu sat up straight and no longer leaned on Ling Buyao. Her breath was still disordered, but her cheeks were flushed.
"No wonder everyone in the world says that the four eldest young masters can't marry. They can only become Doctor Ling if they die. They even said they wanted to cure me. Hmm, do you want me to be the seventeenth wife on the god's card?"
Ling Buyao smiled, his eyes were gentle, but there was no trace of joking: "If I marry you, I will naturally be the first wife. If you are no longer here, I will go with you."
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Yingyu didn't want to take revenge. Revenge was the lifelong mission of the dead Miss Sima. She is just a fake whose soul has traveled through time. She does not understand music, chess, calligraphy and painting, nor martial arts and medicine. All she knew was that she was poisoned by the Golden Lotus Temple, and her life was short. Among the four young men in the world, one regretted his marriage and refused to save her, and the other saved her and kept saying he wanted to marry her but treated her like a guinea pig for testing drugs. How sincere, doesn't she understand?
Girl, the Sima Yingyu in my novel is not the queen of time travel, nor is she loved by everyone. She is just an ordinary girl. The two male protagonists are not pure and standard good men. Distant eyes. Girl, I am not a stepmother, the ending will be good.