Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

Xiaohua was taken aback, touched the corner of her eyes, and nodded silently.

She knows that she has beautiful eyes. After all, the fourth young master touched her face more than once in her previous life and said that she has eyes that can take his soul away. As long as he is looked at so pitifully by her eyes, he is willing to promise her anything. .

The reason why she has been favored for a long time in her previous life is because of this skin and these eyes.

Back in this life, she has always kept this in mind. She always lowers her head slightly in front of outsiders, covering her own eyes, and rarely smiles sincerely. Even when she smiles, the corners of her eyes are always stretched. She can really smile in front of her mother-in-law.

Seeing her finished eating, Mrs. Wang drove her back to rest, "Go and rest, you won't be able to settle down these days, you have to tense your nerves."

"Understood, thank you mother-in-law, you should rest earlier."

Xiaohua went back to the house, took off her coat and lay down without even turning on the lamp.

Too many things happened today, which made her feel in a mess. It always gave her a weird feeling of overlapping with her previous life, but it was also very chaotic.

Ever since she came back, she always had an unrealistic feeling, and felt that everything in front of her was like a dream.

After all, how she came back, even she herself is not very clear. She just knew that she lost consciousness after being killed by the stick, and it happened to be the first night when she was brought up and placed in Biyuan's room when she woke up again. That night, Biyuan was on duty, and there was no one in the room. She pinched her arm black, and she couldn't believe that she came back from the dead and returned to the past. It wasn't until the next morning when Bi Yuan came back from her shift that she saw her eyes were red and her expression was dazed, and ridiculed her for her shallow eyelids.

Only when she saw the living Bi Yuan did she truly believe that she had returned.

Because in her previous life, Bi Yuan died a few years after she became the Fourth Young Master Tong Fang, a few years earlier than her.

Xiaohua was thinking wildly in her mind, and fell asleep in a daze, like sleeping but not sleeping, she couldn't settle down in her sleep. Various images appeared in her mind, including Biyuan, Cuilan, every woman she had fought with in her previous life, and Qiao's...

With disheveled hair and bloody tears, Qiao Shi walked towards her, laughing and crying while muttering non-stop. Xiaohua was very anxious, and wanted to get closer to listen, but felt that she was about to break running errands, and she couldn't get close to Qiao's. After finally getting closer, I only heard one sentence——

You and I will not let go...none will let go...none will let go...

Xiaohua woke up with a start, the room was dark and quiet and scary, only the sound of her own heavy breathing could be heard.

The door opened with a creak, Xiao Hua was startled, "Who?"

"Biyuan, what's wrong with you? Had a nightmare?"

Bi Yuan lit the oil lamp. The light from the oil lamp was only the size of a pea, and it was still dim and greenish. It looked gloomy when it shone on her face.

Xiao Hua was terrified, and was about to scream when Bi Yuan said again, "Hey, why is the wick so short?" She turned around and took something to pick the wick, and the room gradually lit up.

Biyuan saw that Xiaohua was sweating profusely and her face was pale, "Are you really having a nightmare?"

"Yeah." Xiao Hua laughed with lingering fear, glanced at Bi Yuan, and fell back on the bed.