The hazy eyes couldn't see the vision in front of me clearly, and I felt it hurt so much, my heart was so painful, it was a feeling of death, blood was spreading everywhere, dripping sounds like water came, and the smell of blood was everywhere, unable to breathe, as if it was about to suffocate.

A girl was lying on the small bed, and there was no trace of her complexion on her pale face, like a dead person, warm sunlight shone on her face, her little hands moved slightly, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she seemed to have consciousness.

I slowly got up and opened my eyes slightly. This seemed to be a strange world. There was only one bed in the small room with white cushioned ceilings. The white walls here should be a hospital.

The girl touched her heart and felt it hurt, but it was strange, but she couldn't find any scars. Instead, her wrist felt very painful and was cut by a knife.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the thick gauze wrapped around her left wrist, and could vaguely see the blood marks overflowing on it.

This is undoubtedly caused by the suicide of slitting the wrist.

Looking at everything strange to the room, I just want to ask where is this place? Why is it here?

The girl slowly got off the bed and walked straight to the simple round mirror next to the door. There was a little dust on the mirror, and the vision in the mirror was a little blurry. She gently wiped the mirror with her hand and saw her appearance.

This is an extremely strange face, with a pale little face so pale that there is no trace of blood, like a dead person; he looks slightly drunk, his long hair is slightly curled and draped down to his waist, tears shining in his thin eyes, his long eyelashes tremble slightly, and his chubby little face looks a little cute, but his height is not satisfactory, and it will definitely not exceed 1.6 meters.

"No, this is not me!" The girl shook her head desperately, feeling her head hurt so much. The memories in her mind were fragmented and finally put together.

She remembered that she was dead, and she was betrayed by her beloved person and died in his hands.

Since she is dead, why do she still feel her heart beating? She can control this body. Could it be that she is reborn?

Then who was the owner of this body?

"Yan Xiang, why are you coming down? You're about to lie on the bed." The kind-faced woman pushed open the door and walked eagerly to the girl, holding her hand tightly, her face full of worry.

"Who are you?" The girl frowned slightly and quickly subconsciously shrank her hand back. The person in front of her was so strange. Could she be the relative of the owner of this body?

"Yanxiang, what's wrong with you? I'm a mother, don't be afraid that I'm here, it's okay." The woman Ling Yuhuan suddenly hugged the girl in her arms and gently patted the girl's back.

The girl still didn't say a word. At this moment, she finally understood the identity of the owner of this body. It turned out that her name was Li Yanxiang, and she was reborn.

"Yan Xiang, go back to the bed and lie down obediently. I'll call the doctor now." After that, Ling Yuhuan walked out quickly.

The girl walked to the mirror again and looked at herself in the mirror. From this moment on, she knew that she was no longer the agent Yunying of the past, but the ordinary girl Li Yanxiang after being reborn.

Li Yanxiang's appearance is cute and petite. She was slender when she was Yunying before and was tall.

Nowadays, the royal sister has become a loli and her short hair turns to a long hair. However, this face is still worthy of the public. Although it is a bit baby fat, it is very attractive.

"I think I will get used to this face slowly," Li Yanxiang stroked her face gently, "Li Yanxiang, from this moment on I am Li Yanxiang!"
Chapter completed!