"System," she asked with a frown, "where the hell is this place?"
The system's voice sounded in her mind, "This is a forest not far from Yundong Village."
Chen Xiaoru nodded and asked, "Well, tell me about other things?"
The system hesitated for a moment, a hint of uneasiness in its voice. "I...I'd better just pass the original owner's memories to you directly. You can feel it yourself."
Before she finished speaking, Chen Xiaoru felt a strange yet familiar memory flooding into her mind. She closed her eyes, pressed her hands to her temples, and frowned, as if trying to digest this sudden torrent of information.
"This...what's going on?" Chen Xiaoru muttered to herself, her voice filled with confusion and anxiety.
As her memory gradually became clearer, Chen Xiaoru's expression became more complicated. She opened her eyes, her gaze filled with shock and anger.
"I see!" she said through gritted teeth, her fists unconsciously clenched. "This Chen Xiaoru is too pitiful!"
Chen Xiaoru took a deep breath, tried to calm herself, and began to sort out her newly acquired memories:
"The original owner was also called Chen Xiaoru, from Yunxi Village. She had a younger brother, and her father had just passed away last month. Her stepmother then sold her to Song Xiucai from the next village as a wife, without leaving her a cent for the betrothal gift!"
Having said that, Chen Xiaoru couldn't help but sneered, with a hint of disgust in her eyes.
"What a bad stepmother! She sold her stepdaughter before her father's body was even cold. Such a person is worse than an animal!"
She continued, "The poor original owner only found out after she got married that this was actually Song Xiucai, the unlucky Song Zhe who had gone to take the imperial examination last year and had been paralyzed in bed since returning."
Chen Xiaoru shook her head, her tone full of helplessness and sympathy.
She took a deep breath and continued, "The original owner saw the situation and packed up her things overnight, then sneaked out after Mother Song fell asleep. Unfortunately, she was knocked unconscious before she could get very far."
Chen Xiaoru sighed, a helpless expression appearing on her face.
"I'm so unlucky. Why did you choose to travel to the time when I was knocked unconscious?"
She rubbed her temples, her tone full of helplessness and irritability.
After digesting this memory, Chen Xiaoru couldn't help but think: "Could it be that they want me to give birth to a child for Song Zhe, who is paralyzed in bed?"
"Congratulations to the host for answering correctly, but there is no reward~" The system is still standing there happily, its voice like a lark.
Chen Xiaoru was furious. She felt her head buzzing and almost fainted. "Oh my god! Giving birth to a plant? System, are you crazy? Is there something wrong with you or me? No, absolutely not! Where's the male lead? Where's his information? Get it for me immediately. I need to change the mission!"
The system remained unaffected by her emotions and continued to introduce her calmly, "The protagonist's name is Song Zhe. He's from Yundong Village and the eldest child. He's 18 years old this year. He has a 14-year-old sister, Song Qingqing, and a 10-year-old brother, Song Qingshan. He was a gifted child and was sent to school. His family hoped he would bring honor to the family, but... he was framed. He became paralyzed and is now bedridden."
Chen Xiaoru frowned, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes. She asked anxiously, "What happened next? Is that all? How was he murdered? There's no information at all."
This time, the system seemed mysterious. "This... requires the host to understand it yourself."
Chen Xiaoru rolled her eyes in anger, wanting to pull the system out and beat it up: "Stop talking nonsense! Tell me how to get back! It's pitch dark, isn't that scary enough? The original owner, that idiot, is running around in the middle of the night!"
Seeing Chen Xiaoru doing this, the system silently gave Chen Xiaoru instructions, "Follow the red mark." After saying that, it disappeared.
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