Pick up an Emperor and Go Farming

"Isn't it possible that I traveled through time?" Mu Rong lowered his head and looked at the dirty and torn single clothes on his body, as well as the scarred hands that were obviously much smaller. His brows suddenly tightened and he murmured. Before she finished speaking, there was a sharp pain in her temple, bone-piercing, as if a knife had split her brain in half. Suddenly, some memories that did not belong to her flooded into her mind like a tide...