"Wanwan."

"Wanwan..."

"Wanwan, are you okay? You look so bad." The gentle voice in her ear became clearer and clearer. A soft voice called Mu Wanwan's name again and again, so timidly that she couldn't ignore it.

Her head hurt as if it was hit by a spike. Something was rushing into it crazily. She didn't know if her knees hit the wall. She was in so much pain that she could hardly breathe.

"It hurts." Mu Wanwan couldn't help but shout, but she suddenly woke up the next moment. Her voice shouldn't be so hoarse.

Mu Wanwan opened her eyes and looked directly at a pure face like a lotus flower emerging from water.

The person in front of her had a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes, was wearing a white silk dress, had black hair tied up with a jade hairpin, had red lips, and had a shy face.

Behind the girl were bright lights, and under the dim light, Mu Wanwan could clearly see several golden tablets placed on the mahogany table.

At this moment, the words in the book The Little Runaway Wife that she read before going to bed last night somehow appeared in her mind so clearly and horribly——

"That ancestral hall is also different. Although the light is warm, it is magnificent and there are several golden tablets. The floor is slippery. Bai Shuiyao felt cold after just one look, but Mu Wanwan had to kneel for a whole week. Although Mu Wanwan is silly, she is Bai Shuiyao's lady in name after all. Bai Shuiyao still feels a little distressed."

This spacious and magnificent hall, this cold and slippery floor, these several golden tablets, isn't this the ancestral hall where the female supporting role was punished to kneel? !

Did she travel through the book? How is this possible? She was clearly lying at home sleeping! But the scene in front of her was so real, and the face of the person next to her was exactly the same as described in the book.

Mu Wanwan felt dizzy and dazed. The pain in her knees made her lose her balance and she fell to the ground.

She remembered a book that suddenly appeared on her temporary bookshelf on a mysterious green website before she went to sleep last night.

During the crackdown, when she found out that the title of the book was

"Love Grows Over Time, the Surprise Escaped Wife of the Disabled Tyrant", Mu Wanwan's eyes lit up evilly. Love Grows Over

Time? Escaped Wife

?

Disabled Tyrant?

She clicked on the details, and there was only one label: rape and plunder!

She opened the book with a little expectation that she might be able to eat meat, but she didn't expect that after reading for a long time, not only did she not eat meat, but she saw that the cannon fodder female supporting role with the same name and surname as herself was stabbed into meat paste because she indulged her maidservant, the heroine Bai Shuiyao, who repeatedly committed suicide...

At the beginning of the story, it was the wedding day. The two saw the tyrant who was disabled, ugly, and seriously injured and could not maintain his human form. They were frightened and cried on the spot, and were punished by Ao Qin, who came to preside over his friend's wedding, to kneel in the ancestral hall.

But because the heroine was too pitiful and beautiful, she survived, and only the silly female supporting role knelt for seven days.

And now, she has unfortunately become the cannon fodder female supporting role who is about to be turned into meat paste.

Mu Wanwan pinched herself again and again, closed her eyes, and opened them again when she felt the pain, hoping that when she opened her eyes again, she could return to her warm bed in the 21st century and wake up from this nightmare.

Because she had read an unfinished, logically touching book, and couldn't help but curse at the tragic experience of the female supporting role, was she going to experience this kind of social beating-style time travel?

Although she had no car or house in the 21st century, and her parents had both passed away, it could be said that she had no ties, but it didn't mean that she was willing to be cannon fodder in a pornographic novel with a distorted value system!

Mu Wanwan's eyes were wide open, so dull that Bai Shuiyao couldn't bear to see her. "Wanwan, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Wanwan said subconsciously, "Bai Shuiyao?"

"It's me." Bai Shuiyao frowned slightly, a little dissatisfied, "Why did you suddenly call me by my name instead of Yaoyao?"

Mu Wanwan said dully, "You are Bai Shuiyao, I am Mu Wanwan, and this is the Tyrant's Mansion."

"Yeah, Wanwan, is there something wrong with your memory? It must be because Lord Ao Qin is too cruel. Otherwise, how about we run away tonight!" Bai Shuiyao cried, "It's too scary here."

"I never want to see that tyrant again."

Mu Wanwan rubbed her red and swollen knees silently. She was silent for only a moment, trying hard to straighten her legs that were almost numb from kneeling for too long, and said in a muffled voice, "I won't run away."

Bai Shuiyao blinked several times before reacting, "Huh? Wanwan, what did you say again? Don't you want to leave here?"

She looked a little angry, "But Wanwan, didn't you just promise me, and look at what kind of life we ​​have been living in the tyrant's mansion these two days. I'm lucky that I didn't suffer much, but you see, you were punished to kneel in the ancestral hall as soon as you got married, and your knees are swollen..."

As she spoke, she couldn't help crying again, her eyes were red, and it seemed that she was also feeling sincerely.

Mu Wanwan sneered in her heart. Even if she only saw a little bit, it was enough to make her understand that Bai Shuiyao was not a good person at all.

Bai Shuiyao was the illegitimate daughter of Mu's father. She was raised by him since she was a child. She was said to be his maid to others, but in fact, she was treated as a sister of the original body at home. She had an outstanding appearance and liked the youthful and innocent style. She had never liked the original body. This time when they were punished, Bai Shuiyao did not say a word for the original body.

And... Mu Wanwan glanced at the soft pad under Bai Shuiyao's knees expressionlessly.

If she really cared about the original body, she would not have occupied the soft pad that could accommodate two people kneeling by herself.

"Wanwan, I did this for you." Bai Shuiyao sobbed, "I'm fine, I'm just a maid who came with the dowry anyway..."

Bai Shuiyao continued to speak, and finally showed a pitiful and terrified expression, "The tyrant looks like this, and I heard that he is disabled. This tyrant's mansion may be desolate in less than two years. Do you really not want to leave?"

Mu Wanwan looked at the tears flashing in her eyes, and her heart was not moved. Even if Bai Shuiyao cried like a little golden man in front of her today, she would not agree to run away with her.

According to her shallow memory of the book last night, Bai Shuiyao was the heroine, with the aura of the heroine, it would be fine if she ran away, and even if she was found, at most Ao Qin would kiss her forcefully. But she would be stabbed into a pulp alive. She

didn't want to die. Besides, Bai Shuiyao urged her to escape because she looked down on the disabled tyrant and didn't want to stay in this tyrant's mansion that seemed to be doomed to fall.

Mu Wanwan's head hurt so much that she didn't have the energy to pay attention to her. She just said coldly, "I said, I won't run away."

Bai Shuiyao cried for a while, and when she saw that Mu Wanwan was really not going to pay attention to her, she stopped sobbing and sat there with her knees hugged in a daze. The ancestral hall suddenly became quiet.

Mu Wanwan closed her eyes and sorted out the memories in her mind, thinking about the future. When she opened her eyes again, Bai Shuiyao was no longer in the ancestral hall.

Mu Wanwan looked for her and found that she had taken the cushion away. She looked at the closed door of the ancestral hall and couldn't help but sigh. According to the memory of the previous few days, this was the sixth day that the original body knelt in the ancestral hall. According to the original plot, she and Bai Shuiyao would escape tomorrow night.

Fortunately, she arrived early. If she had come a little later, she would have experienced the pleasure of being stabbed to death on the spot.

"Madam, it's time. You can go back to your room and rest." A slightly cold voice came from outside the door. It was the maid Fu Liu who was responsible for monitoring her.

Although the original body was punished, it was almost midnight and she still needed to return to the tyrant's bedroom and sleep with him.

Thinking of the horrifying picture in her mind, Mu Wanwan felt sweaty in her palms. She

didn't think anything of it when she watched it. The ugly and disabled tyrant was even a little exciting, but when she really had to face such a man, she couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"Madam, hurry up." Fu Liu was impatient and pulled open the door of the ancestral hall.

Fu Liu was wearing a light green silk dress. Although her hair was tied up in a maid's bun, she had a hairpin on her head. Then she looked at herself, wearing a plain, slightly dusty long gown, without any decoration on her head. She would believe that she was a maid!

"What are you doing? Let's go." Fu Liu stared at her dissatisfiedly. If it weren't for this happy lady, she wouldn't have taken on the hard task of going to the tyrant's bedroom in the middle of the night. Although the tyrant used to be very handsome and capable, now that he was like that, she didn't want to go at all.

"Humph, don't break your legs from kneeling." Fu Liu muttered softly and rolled her eyes at Mu Wanwan.

Mu Wanwan suddenly transmigrated into a book and became a cannon fodder. She was not in a very sunny mood to begin with. Fu Liu, a maid, treated her like this, and she could not bear it. "Fu Liu, what will you do if I don't go to the palace?"

Fu Liu choked, obviously not expecting that the always cowardly lady would say such a thing, and her face was a little ugly.

Now the Lord is in a coma, and the entire Tyrant's Mansion is under the management of Lord Ao Qin. Although the Lord may die in the future and this lady is not reliable, Lord Ao Qin is still kind to the Lord. If Mu Wanwan doesn't go to the palace, she will definitely be punished if she fails to do her job well.

Fu Liu swallowed a breath and regained his submissive look, "Madam, I'm sorry, it's all Fu Liu's fault, please forgive me."

Mu Wanwan knew that she was pretending, but he didn't hold on to her anymore and followed Fu Liu out of the ancestral hall.

The road from the ancestral hall to the tyrant's bedroom was very long, and it took them about a quarter of an hour to get there.

Fu Liu led her into the bedroom, and before they reached the room, Mu Wanwan smelled a faint stench of decay at the tip of her nose.

"Madam, please take good care of the king." Fu Liu stopped at the door of the room and said, with some sympathy in his voice.

Thinking of the scene in his memory, Mu Wanwan nodded solemnly and pushed open the door of the room with shaking hands.