Transmigrating into a Doll Princess: Pink Princess

When she woke up, she was still in a trance, and her body was so sore that every bone seemed to be crisp.

When she opened her eyes, she realized that she was refreshed, with a light blue gauze over her head and a soft bedding under her body.Unspeakably comfortable.

It looked bright outside.There was a faint noise from the street.

"Hey, why did I come here?" She forced herself to sit up and looked around.

This is a relatively elegant guest room, the sunlight comes through from behind the screen window, rippling along with the fluttering breeze. [

She held her head, only to feel that her mind was muddled, and there were many things spinning around like lanterns, thousands of threads seemed to rush out.

Splitting headache.

She couldn't help but hugged her head tightly, and there seemed to be some kind of bug crawling into her heart, causing a faint pain.And the back, the back also inexplicably hurt.

She gritted her teeth, unbuttoned her clothes, and looked towards her heart, there were some densely packed red spots, like deep and shallow holes...

What's this?Does she remember that there were no such things in her heart?

It's a bit like... like the scars left by refining the Forgetfulness Gu...

Forgetfulness Gu? !The word just came to mind.

Long Fuyue only felt his head thump, and all the past happened one after another.Scene after scene was staged in front of her eyes, the gate of memory was opened, and everything poured out in a rush, drowning her all at once!

Her face paled instantly, and her hands and feet trembled.

It turned out that she didn't lose her memory by bumping her head at all, but lost her memory because of the solution to the Duqing Gu!

She finally understood why he always refused to tell the truth, but let her think for herself.He simply escaped!

He doesn't have the guts!

Finally understand why he is always hesitant to speak, wanting her to remember, but afraid of her remembering.Why was there such a call last night, saying 'what if he whips her...'

That's not a metaphor at all, that's what actually happened!

The past is complicated, and the pain two years ago is like yesterday.