Agarwood Like Crumbs (Immortal Samsara)

Chapter 65: Identity Mystery

Yan Dan grabbed the bronze mirror and looked at the image reflected in the bronze mirror carefully. It was an exceptionally pale face of a woman. At this moment, her eyes widened, panicked, and the corners of her mouth drooped slightly, showing a bit of depression. Widowed. This kind of face, the moment she saw it for the first time, she felt that Madam Zhao must be sensitive and delicate, suspicious and impatient.

The girl held the comb and asked softly, "Madam, what kind of sideburn do you want to comb this time?"

Yan Dan put down the bronze mirror and turned to look at her, "Do you think I am Mrs. Zhao?"

The girl smiled slightly, "Madam, what happened to you today?"

"Although I don't know what's going on, I am definitely not his wife." Yan Dan propped up and was about to go to the ground, but when she landed, she stood unstable and fell to the ground. How is this going? Even if she stayed in the water of Wangchuan for a long time, she wouldn't even have the strength to stand up and walk a few steps. She took the medicine bowl on the bedside table in her hand, and threw it out the door. Before throwing it out, she lost her strength. The medicine bowl slammed into a nearby place with a slap, and the broken tiles splashed.

The girl hurriedly stood up to help her, complaining anxiously, "Be careful, don't step on those tiles. Madam, have you hurt in any way?"

Yan Dan stared at her hand blankly. How could it be possible that she didn't even have this strength?

"Madam, I know that you have been ill for a long time, and your mood is inevitably bad, but don't vent your body. If it hurts somewhere, Mr. Zhao will be worried."

Yan Dan was helped to sit back on the bed, unable to speak for a while. Where did she go wrong, and why did she become Mrs. Zhao in a good way? Why is her appearance completely changed? She clearly remembered it clearly. She had been crossing the river in the middle of the river at night. Later, when she felt tired, she closed her eyes and rested for a while. Why did she come here after waking up?

If she unknowingly crossed the Naihe Bridge and returned to the mortal world, then shouldn't she still remember who she was?

What is going on with all this?

Before Yan Dan had time to figure out a clue, she heard the door creak open. The man Zhao stood at the door with a long body and cold eyes, "I will let you take care of my wife first. Is there such a big movement?" He lowered his eyes to look at the broken tiles on the ground, then raised his eyes, his gaze slowly passed by Yan Dan, and finally settled on the girl.

When his eyes flashed, Yan Dan felt a little fearless.

The girl named Mang Gui was taken aback and stumbled and said, "I, I'll go and clean up immediately..." She almost jumped up and ran out from Mr. Zhao with her head down.

Mr. Zhao walked into the room, his sleeves flicked over the round stool next to the bed, then slowly lifted his clothes and sat down on the stool, frowning and asked, "That's good, what's your temper?"

Yan Dan squeezed her fists and barely restrained her temper, "I told you just now, I am not your wife at all, what do you want from me?"

Then Mr. Zhao lowered his eyes, stood up slowly, and said, "You should still be alone, I won't bother you."

Yan Dan was angered in her heart, guilty and daring, wishing to grab the bronze mirror and smash it at the Mr. Zhao a few times. Maybe she would wake him up, but in the end she abruptly held back, "I don’t know why my appearance became like this, but I am definitely not your wife. Since you are her husband, you must be able to see that my temperament is different from your wife."