The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

But soon, Yunci understood what the little girl meant.

Because she caught a glimpse of the electronic clock on the wall and found that the year was not right. Forget it, it turned out to be eight years ago.

So... she wore it to Dongzhou eight years ago by mistake. !

Yun Ci was so angry that he could not wait to go back and beat up the original doctor.

Eight years ago in Dongzhou, there was no war, and no Youdi who turned out to be born. At this time, Dongtang is too late and should be young. Where will he be now?

"My name is Zhizhi, how about you?" The little girl asked again with a grin.

Yunci recovered and replied, "My name is...Aci."

Zhizhi put his hand on her shoulder: "I believe your head will be healed soon, don't worry too much."

Yun resigned and thanked him.

Immediately, Zhizhi took her to clean up the kitchen with everyone.

At dinner, Yunci took a few mouthfuls and stood at the door to look out. The Jinhao Nineteen Villa is a very large area. It is estimated that it will take several days to complete the survey of this place.

She raised her hands, and under the sunset, she was white and slender, with distinct bone joints.

I asked Dr. Yuan before. He also said that he didn’t know how to go back. According to the experience of the previous crossings, the body appeared transparent, which seemed to be a sign of going back, but now her hands and feet are intact. Lossless.

How should she go back?

Just thinking about it, outside the door, the middle-aged woman who had been preaching before came here with a few guards.

Hearing from Zhizhi, everyone called this woman the housekeeper Luo, the housekeeper of the Jinhao Nineteenth Villa, and the manager of their servants.

Yun Ci quickly retreated to the kitchen and sat among a few people, trying to minimize his sense of existence.

Steward Luo walked in with the guard, pointed at Yunci, followed a few others, and ordered: "Take the food and follow me."

Before, they cooked a somewhat simple meal according to the instructions, without the slightest oily meat, and the ingredients were out of date, similar to the beggar's food, and they didn't know who it was for.

Holding the food box, Yun Ci walked behind the guards with a few others, left the kitchen of the Wisteria Garden, bypassed several long corridors, and came to an iron door.

There were two guards guarding the iron gate with guns. They called the iron gate, which was connected to a downward staircase. The inside was dark and damp, with only a dim light overhead, which seemed to be a basement.

Following the guards to the basement, I saw that there were many cages cast on both sides, and different people were in the cages. They were ragged, messy hair, and awkward, all huddled in the corner, looking at their fearful appearance, obviously they were. Has been abused.

"You put the food in, hurry up!" a guard uttered an order.

Yun Ci deliberately slowed down his pace, carefully observing the surroundings, and inadvertently saw a thin figure.

That was a young boy sitting in a corner, hugging his knees. Unlike the others, he wore messy ink hair and boldly raised his head and looked out. In the dim light, he showed him like A pretty face like a porcelain doll.

In an instant, Yun Ci's heart suddenly slammed, and he almost couldn't even hold the food box firmly.

Dongtang is so quiet...

Is she wrong?

While others were not paying attention, Yun Ci approached the boy's cage and walked in with the food box. Taking advantage of the opportunity of putting food, she squatted down in front of the boy.