Feeling the sunlight shining on her face, Luo Shu slowly opened her eyes and found herself lying in a simple and crude thatched hut.
"Where is this? Have I been reborn again?" Luo Shu sat up, looking around only to see that the furnishings of the thatched hut were even more dilapidated than Luo Jiansen's home where she first reborn, apart from the bed beneath her, there was only an old wooden table beside the bed that was dark and scratched.
After carefully recalling, she remembered that she and Yun Han were sucked into a golden ring of light, then everything before her eyes went dark, and when she woke up, she was here.
There was a faint sound of footsteps outside the door, followed by the wooden door being pushed open, and a 15 or 16-year-old girl walked in, holding a celadon bowl in her hands. The girl was thin and frail, seemingly malnourished. She wore clothes that had been washed white, her hair was somewhat dry, but her eyes were very bright.
