The good-for-nothing queen defies the world

Chapter 1 First Encounter
"Well!"

Ling Yan was woken up by a sharp pain, her whole body was in unprecedented pain, as if she was being ripped apart, her tendons and veins were broken, and the feeling of her bones being separated almost made Ling Yan fall asleep again, the connected bones seemed to be severed Usually, the pain is heart-piercing, and the pain is piercing to the bone.

Trying hard to move her fingers, Lingyan struggled to open her tired eyes, but her body was not in control, her voice was so dry and hoarse, she could only utter monosyllables hemming and hawing. It is said to be a great torture.

Compared with the physical pain, the gradually focusing scenery made Lingyan go crazy.

The dilapidated stone house, the unfamiliar environment, and the faint crying sound from outside the door made Ling Yan think that she was still immersed in sleep.

This is... where?I'm... what's wrong?
"Doctor, please do me a favor and save our child, she is still so young..."

"Okay, this person is hopeless, do you understand?"

"Doctor, you are looking, please look again, maybe there is still life, doctor, doctor!"

"I've said it all, everyone is dead, I advise you to find a place to bury them, so as not to be unlucky, when the time comes, the higher-ups will trouble you."

After hearing this sentence, the crying outside the door was obviously a little quieter, followed by the sound of leaving footsteps, presumably it was left by the doctor when he left in a hurry.

The noise outside the door entered Ling Yan's mind one after another, gradually waking up Ling Yan's chaotic mind, and her extremely strong desire to survive made her make noises involuntarily.

"...water...water"

The low-pitched crying outside the house began to expand infinitely as the old woman entered, but it stopped crying immediately after hearing Lingyan's subtle call, and stared incredulously at the girl on the only intact wooden bed in the house, Shouting loudly, "The child's father, the child, the child, she, she, she is awake! Wake up!" The middle-aged woman wiped her face and wiped away the tears sticking to her face, trying to see Ling Yan more clearly. Make sure she's really awake.

When the child's father heard this, he ran back in three steps at a time, and as soon as he entered the room, he saw Lingyan's eyes opened, staring eagerly at the big water glass on the old moldy table, He hesitated and couldn't explain clearly.

Seeing that the child who was originally breathless suddenly came back to his senses, and was still staring straight at the water glass on the table, his mind was clear, the child's father swallowed in surprise, walked forward carefully, picked up the water glass and walked to the couch Ling Yan, as before, carefully cared for Ling Yan and gave her water to drink.

The sweet spring water poured into the throat that had not been moisturized for a long time, moistening Ling Yan's already smoking throat, Ling Yan drank greedily, greedy for more, nostalgic for the enjoyment brought by the clear spring.

"It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up." The child's father put down the drinking glass, comforted Ling Yan to sleep, and did not disturb Ling Yan, closed the door and walked out of the stone room with the child's mother .

The peaceful days passed day by day, and after a few days, Ling Yan was gradually able to get out of bed, and sometimes even walked around the room, but apart from some necessary questions and answers, Ling Yan hardly spoke.Until the injury was almost healed, Ling Yan sat outside the house all day long, watching the setting sun in the west and the rising sun in the east, day after day.

"Father, what do you think happened to Ling'er? Sitting outside the house all day long, her injuries are just fine. If you blow the cool breeze outside, you won't be afraid of being frozen?"

"Hey, the child's mother, maybe Ling'er also has Linger's thoughts, this girl, since she was..."

"Shh, the child's father, don't talk about it, go to sleep."

After a while of rustling in the room, there was the sound of steady breathing, presumably the two old men had already fallen asleep.

It was the same day again, the darkness fell, the sky was full of stars, staring at the sky, Lingyan said that she was very annoying now, really annoying!Ever since she came to this world, Ling Yan has been looking for a chance to go back. Unfortunately, she has tried many methods, even almost all the methods described in those novels and TV shows, but the conclusions she got are not the same—— I can't go back by myself!
Therefore, only under the night sky, in the dead of night, Ling Yan can feel a breath of her own, no one to disturb, no one, no one... only her left.

How she came to this world, Ling Yan can't remember clearly, and now she has things about that world fading rapidly in her mind, she only remembers that she is called Ling Yan, knows that she has a mother, a father, and There is a younger brother, what next?After nothing, this side is the only thing she keeps.

And this land full of strangeness is called Mingxi, and there are nine heavens in total, and what she lives in is the most humble first heaven on Mingxi Continent, and the so-called first heavens are those who are old, weak, sick and disabled plus some with bad luck. , waste without cultivation temperament, to put it bluntly, it is an abandoned child abandoned by the mainland, at most some high-ranking officials and nobles in the second heaven, or a cultivation family who favors them, promotes them to be slaves, or is a living target for cultivation .

Knowing that her fate will be spent like this, Ling Yan prefers to sit alone on the side, silently in a daze, thinking of nothing, doing nothing, like a living dead who has lost his soul.Only the golden butterfly that has been lingering around her since she opened her eyes can bring Ling Yan a little comfort.

For the butterflies around her, Ling Yan didn't pay much attention to them, she just thought they were beautiful and followed her all the time, but it seemed that her parents couldn't see these butterflies.And every night is when these butterflies appear the most, and only at this time, Lingyan will tell these butterflies, although outsiders see her talking to herself in front of a wall of air.

Lingyan doesn't care much about her affairs in this world, she just wants to go back to her world and live her normal life.

Looking back at the dilapidated stone house, although the couple fell asleep, there was still a candle lamp for lighting every night.Lingyan knew that it was for her to turn the door for her, but to let her see the way home clearly when she wanted to go back to the house to sleep.

The dilapidated stone house is not that big, the simple room, the bedroom, the living room, and the dining room are three in one, and in this small room, a small room is separated by a scarred curtain, which is particularly abrupt.

Lingyan knew that on the other side of the room separated by the dilapidated door curtain, there was a young man who seemed to be rescued by her in the forest, which was why she was seriously injured.

It's just that Lingyan is also very curious and puzzled, why the original owner of this body wanted to save an irrelevant person, and even sacrificed his life.

Until one day, God finally opened his eyes and gave her a chance.

That day, the child's father went to the county town to go to the market and did not come home very late. The child's mother went out to chop firewood and unfortunately slipped down the valley. The old woman's left leg was red, and the wound felt painful just by looking at it, but the old woman endured it without saying a word, but she could see a trace of haggardness and exhaustion from her eyes.

She has always had an incomparably strong body, but now she remembered that the old woman was already old, and in her world, she was already at the age of retirement, how could she stand up to tossing and tossing.

With the help of the villagers, everyone sent the old woman into the room. After a while of panic, Ling Yan remembered the boy behind the curtain. The old woman told her that the medicine was on the table, and she fried it and sent it to the boy.

Lingyan took the medicine, and it was not easy to shirk it. In addition, the old doctor who came to check on the injury gave Lingyan a few doses of medicine, and fried one was also fried, and two were also fried. Lingyan sat down cheerfully, imitating TV The appearance of the ancients decocting medicine seen in the book is like a gourd and a scoop, and it turns upside down.After a while, a faint medicinal fragrance overflowed and filled the nostrils.

After working for half a day, she fed a bowl of dark soup to the old woman, and after helping the old woman to sleep, Ling Yan stood outside the curtain with another bowl of soup for a long time, neither entering nor retreating.

In the end, Ling Yan took a deep breath, and gently opened the corner of the door curtain, a thin figure suddenly broke into Ling Yan's eyes, and a glance was like a lifetime.

In the house, there is a handsome young man with blue-purple hair hanging obediently behind his head, short and long shawls, and a white jade-like side face decorated with gauze showing a unique morbid beauty, as clear as a flower on an iceberg. Under the corner of his right eye, there is a birthmark like a flower on the other side, but it adds a touch of sexiness to his delicacy.Although I can't see his face completely, but Ling Yan's eyes under the gauze must be unprecedented, leading the world, absolutely no less than any movie star, even more beautiful than them all.

Such a beautiful young man who was wounded and in distress, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as meticulously crafted.

"Who?" As if aware of a strange atmosphere, the cold and aloof voice stirred Ling Yan's eardrums, like a clear spring flowing upwards, the spring water jingling, swaying into Ling Yan's heart.

Even the voice was so special, Ling Yan forgot to answer the young man's question for a moment, the young man looked vigilantly at the direction of the door curtain, trying to find out who was coming, but his eyes were wrapped in layers of gauze, so he couldn't see clearly.

"Don't worry, I'm not a bad person." Lingyan took the soup and walked into the room. She began to understand why the original owner of this body would save an irrelevant person. Facing such a handsome boy, it would be a problem if he didn't save him. Woolen cloth!
"This is your medicine." As she said, Ling Yan kindly helped the young man up, and put the medicine into his white and slender fingers.

Feeling the warmth and familiar smell of the decoction, the young man obviously put down his guard, frowned slightly, and then drank it vigorously.

The thick black soup felt bitter just by asking, Lingyan couldn't imagine that this slender and beautiful boy drank it silently, without complaining at all.

Maybe he... is not as weak and pitiful as he appears on the surface.

"What's your name?"

"I...I...forgot..." The young man shook his head. He had recalled this memory before, but it was a pity that whenever he thought about it, he would get a splitting headache. Over time, he got used to the current life.

forget?Lingyan looked at the young man with a hint of pity in his eyes.She really felt sorry for her, thinking of this, Ling Yan couldn't help liking this young man even more.

"Seeing that you are wearing purple clothes, then I will call you purple clothes." Ling Yan saw that the young man was wearing a luxurious purple dress. Although it was a little damaged, it really matched his temperament and was so beautiful.

"Zi...clothes?"

"Yes, Ziyi, from now on, you will be Ziyi, the one I picked up!" Ling Yan said.

(Rewritten story, some rectification, I hope you like it)
(End of this chapter)