Pensando na Lua Clara
Sheng Xiayan era uma grande especialista em pesquisas modernas e herdeira de uma família tradicional de médicos envenenadores. Com seu espaço de pesquisa recém-criado, ela transmigrou para o corpo da segunda filha do Grão-Tutor, que sofria todo tipo de humilhação. A original teve seu noivo roubado pela irmã, Sheng Xiayi, e ainda foi torturada até a morte por ela. Alguém que já morreu uma vez cheia de ódio se torna um demônio infernal. Sheng Xiayan, com um sorriso sanguinário, vingou-se pessoalmente de cada inimigo. As criadas que a maltrataram? Cortou-lhes a língua e vendeu-as! A irmã maldosa veio provocar? Envenenou-a até a morte! O noivo traidor tentou causar problemas? Envenenou-o até ele desejar a morte! Xie Xunzhi, o “guerreiro danificado” incapaz de ter filhos: — Senhora, e eu? Sheng Xiayan: — Você parece um lobo feroz por fora, mas por dentro é um cachorrinho doce e frágil. Sua vulnerabilidade me faz te amar cada vez mais! Só quero te mimar! Xie Xunzhi, todo ressentido: — Mas, senhora, eu não posso ter filhos. Sheng Xiayan: — Não tem problema, eu sou fértil por natureza!
Pensando na Lua Clara
"It hurts!"
Sheng Xiaoyan's entire body was racked with pain as she struggled to open her eyes.
She found herself in the middle of a desolate wilderness. Opposite her was a carved wheelchair, in which sat a man dressed in a dark brocade robe. The golden, gem-encrusted Rakshasa flower emblazoned on his attire proclaimed his noble status.
His face was like jade, his features striking yet devoid of expression, his eyes icy and cold, as if he regarded Sheng Xiaoyan as a lifeless object, ready to kill her at any moment.
Damn, I've transmigrated!
Sheng Xiaoyan clenched her teeth.
She had been the sole heir of a renowned modern family of toxic physicians, and a celebrated scientific researcher globally. Her research project binding her laboratory to a space of toxic medicine had just yielded results—yet she had died suddenly from overwork!
Fortunately, before her death, she had bound the laboratory and the space to herself.
Closing her eyes, Sheng Xiaoyan immediately summoned her space.
On the left was her research laboratory, containing the fruits of her years of study; on the right were shelves packed with medicinal herbs and her family’s poisonous secrets.
Feeling the acute pain in her body, Sheng Xiaoyan quietly took a Detox Pill from her space and swallowed it. This pill was crafted by her ancestral secret method, using poison to combat poison, quickly restoring her body.
The Sheng family had been a toxic physician lineage for a hundred years. Though called physicians, their expertise lay
