Thinking of the memories she had returned from her previous coma, Bai Qingqing stared blankly at Ye Qiuxuan's face.
Bai Qingqing truly never expected that Ye Qiuxuan's future wife who died young would actually be herself, except that she was herself from several years ago.
It seems I've been putting myself first all along.
Before coming to this world, Bai Qingqing had disappeared in Fengyue Kingdom for two years.
Bai Qingqing had no memory of those two years, and no one in Fengyue Kingdom knew where Bai Qingqing was or what happened to her during those two years.
Bai Qingqing originally thought that she had accidentally entered the royal tomb's formation, which was why she had stayed there for two years without any memory of it.
Because Bai Qingqing was in the royal cemetery of Fengyue Kingdom when she was conscious.
Who would have thought that those two years would actually lead me to this world within the book?
But who actually wrote this book about the world within the book?
How come I didn't have any memories of Fengyue Kingdom when I first came to this world, but after I died in this world and returned to Fengyue Kingdom, I forgot everything in this world and instead regained my memories of Fengyue Kingdom before I came here?
If I came to this world in the future and died and went back, how come I'm back in this world now?
Did they arrive a year early?
Bai Qingqing had many doubts, and always felt that there was a big hand manipulating everything behind the scenes.
However, she was not afraid at all, even though there were many doubts.
Bai Qingqing pondered, silently reviewing everything in her mind, trying to find some suspicious points or a breakthrough.
Despite not being afraid, Bai Qingqing disliked the feeling of being controlled.
At the same time, Bai Qingqing stared at Ye Qiuxuan's face, raising her hand to continuously stroke the stubble that had sprouted on his chin...
Bai Qingqing was pondering when a commotion suddenly came from outside the door.
There were heart-wrenching cries from babies, cries from adults, and shouts for help, all accompanied by a series of rapid footsteps.
Fearing that some dangerous emergency had occurred outside, Bai Qingqing immediately got up, grabbed a stool from the side as a weapon, and walked to the door of the ward.
Peeking cautiously out, Bai Qingqing saw a young man carrying a two- or three-year-old child covered in blood rushing forward in a wide corridor about twenty or thirty meters to her left.
The little child's feet were still dripping blood, leaving a trail of blood.
He was followed by a large group of men, women, and children of all ages.
The baby's cries and all other sounds came from this group of people.
These people don't seem to be dangerous individuals; they're just here for medical treatment.
Bai Qingqing's high fever has subsided, but she still has a low-grade fever, feels weak all over, and is tired even when standing.
So Bai Qingqing put down the stool and sat at the door of the ward.
As the group of people in the distance drew closer and closer.
As the young man approached carrying the child, Bai Qingqing realized that he was a boy with multiple injuries and several centimeters of bleeding wounds on his exposed skin.
There were many wounds on his legs.
Judging from the wound, Bai Qingqing guessed that he had been bitten by a dog or a wild boar.
As Bai Qingqing watched, the young man carrying the little boy led a group of people past her and marched forward in a grand procession.
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