began to recall somebody else's memories.

not even another time. It was somewhe

Qingge, but of Lin Mengya,

fered from brain damage. Unexpectedly, she'd still been arra

to marry into the

olden phoenix, each stitch done by hand. It was not

d not decide i

eriment, but she had bee

ing her brows as another

er, had given her a handful a fresh dates. She'd said they repre

r from acting up on the road. The dates would relieve the tedi

a high fever when she was young, and she thought much like a seve

dates eventually, bu

reached her destination. Lin Mengya treasured food. She wiped

left harsh calluses, but these hands were soft

was only

ung again, but it was impossible. But here she was, young again,

not waste it. She would replace Lin Mengya

ya's dreams of a happy marriage. She didn't understand the proper behavior for a wife, but she had

filled with joy. Su Qingge could still feel her excitem

body. The least she coul

. She was no lo

way from her mouth and place