Framing

Old Master Nan was not the only one eavesdropper.

Nan Hua had silently followed them. Since Nan Luo's quarter was not far from her own and he talked about these in his quarter, she could listen from a distance away. Hearing the experience of the original Nan Hua from Xiao Yun's mouth, there was a strange feeling inside her heart.

It was not her.

But why did she felt as if her heart was pounding with dull pain?

Was it the memory from this body before she came over?

Nan Hua didn't know. The memory she had from the original Nan Hua was exceptionally rare and in pieces. Even with the poison that Old Master Nan asked her to drink to increase her immunity, it only helped to recover very small part of the original Nan Hua's memory.

Without saying anything, Nan Hua silently slipped away and returned to her own quarter to rest.

…

Morning.