Fast Time Travel: The Green Tea Villain's Sweetness Is Overwhelming

Chapter 54 My sister is so cruel and weak 1

Author: Qi Yinfen

I don't know what's going on, but Xitong was a little impatient during the transmission this time, as if he was being chased, and he had no choice but to speed up his pace.

Jian Yuling's head was dizzy, and his eyelids felt as if someone had poured glue on them, making them sticky. He tried hard to open his eyes, but it was of no use.

She was sticky, stuffy, and hot, as if she had just been fished out of a pot of simmering warm water.

So uncomfortable...

There seemed to be a hand in the dream, pulling her down, and there was a faint whisper in her ears:

"Qiao Xinyu, you are just like us. Stop struggling. You, your sister, and everyone in this world cannot escape fate. You are all the same. Join us obediently, join us..."

"Sister, sister! Sister, wake up!"

Suddenly, the sky suddenly brightened in front of her eyes, and a clear voice pulled her to struggle outside, brushing away those tiny whispers.

Jian Yuling was unconscious. She struggled hard to wake up, but she could only barely raise her eyelids.

Later, she was helped up, and the girl's worried voice was not real.

"Mom, wake up my sister and give her some medicine. Will she sleep well?"

Another female voice obviously wanted to sound calm, "She always suffers from insomnia. When she wakes up and drinks some medicine, she will have a good sleep."

Jian Yuling couldn't hear clearly what else was said, but at this moment she wanted to jump up and accuse the two people.

If you don’t wake people up, they might even fall asleep!

Insomnia? You said having a fever is better than insomnia, right?

Don't take the opportunity to force her to drink medicine...

However, Jian Yuling's thoughts gradually became chaotic. Before she fell asleep, she was still thinking wildly and her mind was filled with "Are you okay?"

She must criticize Xitong when she wakes up later. When the second transmission came, she was still in a dazed state. If one day she encountered danger, she would not just send it immediately.

What an unreliable person...

When Jian Yuling woke up after a long sleep, she could hear the slightest movement in her room, but she did not open her eyes immediately.

She called out a certain system that was "unreliable", "Xitong? Xitong?"

For a while, Jian Yuling was wondering whether the little guy had not followed her, and then the other party spoke warmly, with a tone that sounded familiar to her.

"Sister... I did something wrong. My sister sent someone to take me back. If this plane ends, you can go back to the space by yourself. The passage on the left side of the control panel is the entrance to your next plane.

I should be able to come back in time..."

Jian Yuling: "..."

She ditched the key people and let it go, and loaded the wrong plane script; the escape decryption plane that was supposed to be sent to company employees was sent to Jian Yuling's hands instead.

And that employee who had been "killed" for a long time looked at the "Movie King's Unbridled Favor" in his hand and fell into deep thought.

In a certain time and space, a woman scolded her subordinates with an irritable face,

"Which one of you is talented enough to give her such great authority to a little brat? How dare you connect the backend of the headquarters to her when you can't tell the difference between the left and the right?!"

"The eldest lady, she is the second lady after all..."

"Shut up! No one from top to bottom is worried!"

…

He didn't know what happened, but Xitong's unreliability really gave Jian Yuling a headache.

Before leaving with others, Xitong Qian warned Wan,

"Sister, this plane is quite special. You just need to fulfill the original owner's wish until the original owner dies. If there are other difficult things, just go back to the space to find props."

"By the way, don't forget, it's on the left side of the entrance to the next plane..."

Before the whole ending was finished, Xitong was lifted up and thrown directly into the whirlpool.

She didn't say clearly when the original owner died, and did she forget something?

Where is the memory?!

Opening his eyes, Jian Yuling stared at the ceiling covered with scattered flowers, the light fragrance of agarwood, and the elegance of ancient times.

Without the memory of her original owner, she had already given up on herself by this time, and she felt strangely calm in her heart.

Looking at the ceiling, Jian Yuling pondered, what did her parents think at that time, and what did her family think, letting a kindergarten-age child take care of her... Tsk.

Upon discovering that the person on the bed had woken up, the people in the room immediately rushed to the bed, with their almond-shaped eyes open in joy.

"Sister! You're awake! How are you feeling now? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

The girl looked to be 15 or 6 years old. Her hair was tied up with a hairpin, but she couldn't tell what dynasty she was wearing. Jian Yuling could only confirm that it was Hanfu.

Oh, it’s still waist-length cross-collar undershirt with jade rabbit print and wide sleeves...

Forgive her for not being able to guess the dynasty, but it seems to be the result of a haphazard piece by modern merchants in pursuit of beauty.

It's nice to look at but it doesn't stand up to scrutiny.

Not knowing his dynasty or identity for the time being, Jian Yuling carefully looked at the oval-faced girl and answered slowly,

"It's not that I feel bad, but I'm a little tired."

His whole body was exhausted. After saying these words, Jian Yuling's body began to pant slightly, his face turned pale, and it seemed that he was about to fly away in the next second.

The girl tucks herself into bed in a panic, with a worried look in her eyes.

"Then sister, take a good rest and lie down for a few days before getting up again. By the way, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

Jian Yuling was surprised by the weakness of this body, but he still nodded, "I'm a little hungry."

The girl touched her forehead, breathed a sigh of relief, then stepped out of the door and shouted,

"Xiao Cui, eldest sister is awake. Go and ask someone to bring you some food, something light and nutritious, just the same!"

In a word, Jian Yuling is thinking about extracting useful key information.

This era is temporarily determined to be ancient times, but the details are unclear. It can be roughly seen from the girl's clothing that it may be an imaginary ancient time.

"Eldest sister", she should be the eldest child in the family; words such as "nourishment" and "the same old", combined with her weak body, it is not difficult to guess that her identity is Sick Yangzi.

Xitong said that she would live until this body died. In her opinion, it was quite impressive to live to 30.

After saying two sentences, I feel half dead and out of breath.

After a while, a girl came in from outside the room. She was dressed simply, still in ancient clothes, but a little lighter. She carried Yu Pozi and walked to her bedside.

"Miss, this is the soup soup that the second lady asked me to get for you. You can use it to cover your hands to keep warm."

"OK, thanks."

Jian Yuling took the flat round pot from the other person's hand and said thank you as usual.

The visitor also whispered softly, "You're welcome, young lady, if nothing happens, Xiaohong will go out first."

"It's okay."

"OK."

Xiaohong left quietly, but Jian Yuling was silent again.

Ancient times?

How can a servant call himself "I"? Thank you for your rudeness.

If you are not a servant, your behavior should not be addressed as such!

Thinking of the other person's name again, her expression couldn't help but twist.

Random names shouldn't be so casual. What is Xiaohong?!

Jian Yuling gave up struggling.

Speaking of which, she had no idea what the original owner's name was or what her wishes were...

Jian Yuling still couldn't help but wanted to grab Xitong and ask him if he dared to hand over his memories before leaving.

No matter what, cursing or complaining won't change anything.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.