Chapter 7: If I Don't Fight Back, How Can I Survive?

Who is this? This isn't her face at all.

Beside her, Xia Cao was startled. "Niangniang, what is wrong?"

"My face, my face..." Heavens, it really was a soul transmigration. Had she really died before 2012 arrived?

At first, she thought it was all just an illusion, but reality told her that all of this was true.

Gu Yiyi was dead; she had died in the frequent earthquakes.

So, if she was alive again now, what did that mean? A great calamity precedes a great blessing?

"Niangniang, please don't mind it. The... uh, the finger marks on your face will fade."

Finger marks? What finger marks? Gu Yiyi leaned forward to get a closer look. She saw that five distinct finger marks were clearly imprinted upon the unfamiliar face in the mirror.

She stood up abruptly in a fit of rage.

Damn, could it be that that bastard Nangong Ye slapped the original owner so hard that he knocked her soul right out of her body?

She didn't care; she was the master of this body now, and she was going to demand justice for her face.

"Where does Nangong Ye stay?" She was furious, truly furious. No wonder she felt like everyone kept staring at her face, even the Empress Dowager.

It turned out that she had been returning all this way with such a conspicuous five-fingered mark on her face.

The palace maids all knelt down with a thud. "Niangniang, please calm your anger. Niangniang, as a concubine of the inner palace, if you call the Emperor by his full name, you will be punished."

Punishment? She wasn't afraid. She was someone who had already died once; what was there to fear regarding punishment?

Dammit, it was only her first day, and she was already being forced to attend to the Emperor. Whether she succeeded or not was one thing, but being slapped so hard was quite another.

If she didn't fight back now, how could she survive in the future?