"You shameless bitch. If you continue to be so unrestrained, are you going to climb into my brother-in-law's bed?"

"A b*stard reincarnated from a coquettish fox like you should be caught in a pig cage!"

Accompanied by the woman's sharp and harsh abuse, her fist smashed down on Lin Yan like a hammer.

The woman's face was ferocious, and she gnashed her teeth. "It's really unlucky for the Lin family to have a coquettish fox like you! If you, such a little bastard, died earlier, you would have repaid the whole Lin family."

After saying that, the woman pulled up Lin Yan's hair and threw it on the stone beside her as if she was not satisfied.

Coincidentally, it hit the sharp part of the stone, and blood oozed from the wound.

Lin Yan, who had already fainted, opened her eyes in an instant. After her pupils disappeared in an instant, she suddenly shrank.

Seeing that she was about to hit the rock again, Lin Yan suddenly reached out her hand to block it. After which, her body was forcefully pushed backwards. Before the other party could react, she grabbed the other party's neck with lightning speed.

She was a descendant of a traditional Chinese medicine family. Because of her family background and countless enemies, she had learned super combat counterattacks since childhood.

Even though his mind was in chaos, he still responded instinctively.

She clenched her fists so tightly that the woman's face turned red and purple in an instant. She was out of breath.

The people around also screamed, "What a sin! This Lin Yan has been beaten into a lunatic. She is going to kill someone!"

Lin Yan looked at the woman in front of her. When their eyes met, a memory instinctively surfaced in her mind.

The woman in front of him was her elder sister, Lin Xue, who was full of nonsense.

Before that, Lin Xue had seen "his" appear in the room where Lin Xue's fiance, Zhao Xiucai, was studying. Lin Xue was so angry that she dragged her all the way from the room and chased her all the way to the field. She had no strength left.

This is... whose memory is this?

After a moment of confusion, she relaxed a little.

In the next second, a middle-aged woman suddenly kicked her aside. Her body was so weak that she seemed to be hollowed out, and there was no room for her to fight back.

She only fell to the ground and looked at the two people on it. There was an inexplicable grievance in her heart.

The woman was looking at Lin Xue with love in her eyes. She looked at the pinch marks on Lin Xue's neck and glanced at her coldly. Her eyes were full of disgust.

Her vision gradually blurred, but the insult in her ear was as harsh as a needle.

Soon, the peace was restored, and the unclear memory gradually eased and was slowly digested and accepted by Lin Yan.

She... time-traveled.

The modern Lin Yan died in a car accident designed by her enemy. Now her unexpected soul had traveled to the ancient Lin Yan with the same name.

Her mother was partial and her sister insulted her. She had been treated unfairly since she was a child.

Even a good marriage was taken away forcibly.

At the same time, Lin Yan opened her eyes and found that she was in an alien world. She suddenly trembled and walked forward. She had seen the records of her clansmen in the ancient books: Spirit Spring, Space, and Herb Field.

After drinking some of the spiritual spring, his floating body gradually felt like a piece of paper, and his meridians gradually became clear and refreshing.

Just as he was about to take a look at the Tianci's herbal field that his clansmen had mentioned, space began to shake as soon as he got up. He opened his eyes as if he had just woken up from a dream.

The surrounding environment suddenly changed. It was a mud wall, a wooden table, and a straw bed.

He was almost a home disciple, hundreds of times more embarrassed and shabby than those students she had seen before.

"Water, drink some water." A childish voice brought her back to her sight.

A little boy, whose face was gray but his facial features were delicate, stared at her. When he felt her gaze, his deer-like clear eyes seemed to be frightened and uneasy.

Now that she had completely accepted the memory of her original owner, she probably knew where she was.

The "good marriage" that had been taken away by the original owner was Zhao Xiucai. The two of them had grown up together, and they were childhood sweethearts. Both of them had tacitly agreed to be a couple who would get married in the future.

She didn't expect that the marriage would end up with her sister, Lin Xue.

As for the original owner, the old mother who was biased to the Pacific Ocean actually sold her to a famous fierce widow in the village. The man took an unknown child and said that he had gone crazy and killed the mother of the child.

The delicate boy in front of her was the man's child, Mu Jing.

The original owner was unwilling to marry her. Her mother was partial to her, her elder sister took her love with a knife, and she loved her but could not get it. All the resentment made her mind distorted.

That was why ever since she came to this home, she always used this little child as a punching bag. The slightest bit of unhappiness was a beating.

Mu Jing's watery eyes couldn't help but look at Lin Yan. He found that she didn't seem to be angry, and she didn't mean to scold him. He gathered up his courage and whispered, "Xiao Jing is just afraid that you are thirsty, don't be angry..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and his little hand that was holding the bowl was still trembling. It was covered with scars, and half of them were caused by the original owner.

Lin Yan's heart tightened and her eyes turned red.

This reminded her of her younger brother who was still in modern times. He was only seven or eight years old. After she died, she did not know what her younger brother should do.

Although the original owner was miserable, he should not blame the innocent milk doll.

She pulled Mu Jing into her arms and tried to comfort him.

Unexpectedly, it frightened Mu Jing. He covered the water bowl and said with fear, "Xiao Jing is wrong. Xiao Jing knows that he is wrong. Xiao Jing will be obedient."

The instinctive reaction of fear made Lin Yan's heart ache even more.

Lin Yan knew that this would shock the child, so she comforted him in a soft voice, "Don't be afraid. I just think you are too sensible, so sensible that I feel sorry for you."

She lay on the bed and looked at the bowl of water in Mu Jing's hand.

His mouth was so dry that it cracked open, but he still carefully brought the water over for her to drink first.

"Xiao Jing, you can drink first."

Mu Jing was stunned. He shook his head vigorously and said in a childish voice, "I'm sick. Drink some water first..."

Lin Yan knew that this baby was concerned about her, so she didn't refuse and reached out to take it.

Lin Yan looked at her hand that caught the bowl of water. It was so black that it looked as ugly as burning charcoal. The most important thing was that it reflected her face in the water bowl. There was a huge black mark on her face, which was as ferocious and horrible as the evil spirit of Asura.

"Ah!" Lin Yan was so scared by the face reflected in the bowl that she knocked over the bowl in her hand.

This fall, along with the milk doll on the side, frightened the whole person into a ball. Lin Yan hurriedly comforted him, "Don't be afraid, I just don't have enough strength, I can't hold on for a while."

Mu Jing timidly looked at Lin Yan. Lin Yan showed a gentle smile, and then froze for a moment, feeling that the smile on her face was even more terrifying.

However, Mu Jing didn't seem to be afraid at all. He nodded and began to pack his things sensibly.

In the memory of the original owner, Lin Yan still had no birthmark when she was a child. It was most likely because she became like this the day after tomorrow.

She had to remove this birthmark!