Three days later, cells carrying the genetic material of Lianmu grass extracted from Yu Wei were injected into Zhou Siyu's body, and Zhou Siyu also fell into a coma under the influence of the superpower.

Zhou Siyu floated in the air, looking down at herself, feeling quite amazed.

The gene cleaner was synthesized smoothly in his body. He saw on the monitoring equipment that his bones were slowly becoming soft and eventually melting into a puddle of water.

However, this process is very long. Small bones take one or two days, while large bones take even longer. Moreover, it doesn't start all over the body at once, but rather changes little by little.

Zhou Siyu couldn't help but feel fortunate that his consciousness had left his body in advance, otherwise he would have been in excruciating pain.

A vortex slowly appeared behind him, sucking Zhou Siyu in.

After a moment of dizziness, Zhou Siyu slowly opened her eyes, only to find that what she saw in front of her was unfamiliar.

The tables and chairs, crafted from gold and inlaid with sapphires, were adorned with light-colored curtains embroidered with subtle patterns that fluttered in the sunlight, while wind chimes at the four corners swayed gently.

"Buji Buji..."

A little blue bird perched on the windowsill, chirping merrily and preening its feathers.

The bed curtains swayed, and a hand with distinct knuckles emerged from within. The curtains were then forcefully pulled open, revealing a beautiful woman.

The beauty had Amazonian curly hair, a healthy wheat complexion, and her pretty willow-leaf eyebrows were slightly furrowed as she yawned sleepily.

Although his behavior was slovenly, it could not conceal the noble air about him.

As Zhou Siyu watched the beauty untie the note from the bird's leg, unfold it, and glance at it, his furrowed brows instantly relaxed, and his sleepy eyes instantly filled with color.

"Arsi, Arsi..."

The beautiful woman cheerfully opened the door and bumped into a man in a tuxedo.

The tall man put his arm around the beauty's waist and then quickly let go. Although the movement was swift, it was still seen by Zhou Siyu from God's perspective.

"Your Highness."

The man stepped back slightly, lowered his head, and listened to the instructions.

"Lance? It's you?" The beauty's doubts vanished in an instant, and she happily held up the note. "My Iris is back, he's at the city gate." Overwhelmed with joy, the beauty didn't notice the servant's overstepping boundaries, and said to herself, "I'm going to wear my most beautiful clothes and bring the most beautiful flowers to greet him."

"Your Highness, His Majesty the Emperor requests that you go to see him first."

"Father?" The beauty was slightly taken aback, her joy vanishing instantly. She said coldly, "What does he want to see me for?"

The man shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

“Go and tell him that I am ill and have no strength to see him, and ask him to forgive me.”

The beautiful woman turned gracefully and returned to her room, the tightly closed door shutting out everything.

He didn't see the man placing his hand on his nose, inhaling the lingering fragrance with rapt attention, which sent chills down Zhou Siyu's spine and gave him goosebumps.

His intuition told him that this Lancer was a pervert!

Lan Sai suddenly raised his head, glanced thoughtfully at where Zhou Siyu was standing, and gave a meaningful smile.

The beautiful woman, back in her room, pushed open a small door, and Zhou Siyu followed her into a spacious walk-in closet.

The walk-in closet is circular in shape and consists of four rotating rings. Each level is carefully divided, and various items are placed in different compartments according to their categories.

The top layer is divided into two parts. The undivided part contains all kinds of hats of different colors and materials, while the divided part is divided into large and small compartments containing a lot of jewelry.

The second floor has no partitions and contains many large accessories.

The third floor was where clothes were displayed, and Zhou Siyu's eyes widened at the sight of all the clothes adorned with jewels.

It's reasonable to suspect that this beauty has a collecting obsession; otherwise, why would she have every style and every color of every type of clothing in her wardrobe?

The fourth shelf is filled with shoes, a whole circle of all kinds of shoes.

The beauty chose a plain, unadorned outfit, grabbed a hat, and slipped her shoes on.

Back in the room, steaming hot water was already on the shelf, and delicious food was on the table.

Zhou Siyu followed the beauty out of the palace and onto the street.

The wide street was packed with people, all engaged in a lively discussion.

Zhou Siyu yawned, and roughly understood that these people were preparing to welcome their triumphant return, including the Second Prince and some kind of general.

Based on people's clothing and titles, Zhou Siyu made a bold guess: he had not returned to the past, but had been sent to the Aitolan Empire.

"Look, they're here."

Following the direction the person pointed, Zhou Siyu and the beauty saw a team appear at the city gate. Their silver armor reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight. The leader wore a black mask, and behind him were two people without helmets.

Following the beauty's gaze, Zhou Siyu saw a familiar face.

Yu Zhen? What's he doing here?

Just as Zhou Siyu was wondering, the people in the group seemed to sense something and turned around, instantly locking onto the beauty in the crowd.

The two gazed at each other, their eyes filled with tenderness, as if all the noise of the world had disappeared, and only the two of them existed.

Zhou Siyu suddenly realized that the leader was the Second Prince, and this tall, imposing, and handsome man must be the Iris the beauty had been talking about.

However, it seems that Iris is not a man's name, but a title, possibly meaning "hero" or "lover".

After the procession completely left, the street returned to its usual bustling state. The closed shop doors reopened, vendors displayed all sorts of trinkets and called out their wares, and a young girl carrying a flower basket darted through the crowd like a cheerful bird.

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