When Qin Shang woke up, he felt that his body was suffering everywhere. The fire burned and the flesh and blood in his body was tortured with severe pain.

At the same time, the limbs were also stiff and cold, and the blood in the meridians seemed to be about to solidify.

When I opened my sour and sleepy eyes, my thoughts were still blurry and blank. What reflected in my sight was a white snow scene outside the window, with a slight scent of medicine spreading on the tip of my nose, disturbing my mind.

Where is this...?

My mind was unable to think, and my whole body was invaded by pain, which made him not want to move. Only this question was vaguely swaying across his mind, and he curled up here quietly until his life passed away little by little...

However, soon, when a cloud in his mind was slowly pushed away, and when the chaos gradually became clear... he shivered with trembling, as if he had full strength in an instant, and suddenly turned his head to look at the surrounding environment.

Then, his eyes were a little dull.

here it is……

The familiar bedroom and the familiar furnishings have a long-lost cool atmosphere.

The top of the Nine Pavilions, the water pavilion of the Imperial Palace.

The master's bedroom?

So, is he in his master's bed now?

Qin Shang was stunned for a moment, and raised his hand in a daze. His slender and fair hands were a little red and swollen because he had been frozen for a long time.

Then he stood up, and the action involved the wound on his body and brought a burst of unbearable pain. In an instant, the cold sweat on his forehead rushed out, making him gasp in the air.

Gripping his teeth and enduring the pain, he trembled his hands and lifted the quilt, looked at his body wearing a white bedcloth, and then lifted his clothes little by little.

The abdomen, waist, and arms are covered with scars that have been scratched by animal claws, messy, hideous and terrifying.

The pain behind his back was beyond his sight.

But Qin Shang no longer needed to see more, nor did he need to confirm more. He had already fully understood at this time.

Putting down his clothes, he slowly lay back on the bed.

The long-standing memories come back to my mind like a flash of light. It has clearly passed so long, but when I think about it, I still remember it so clearly.

It turns out that he has never forgotten everything related to his master in his life.

And now... he was back when he was seventeen years old?

The redness and swelling on his hands, the white snow outside the window, and the ubiquitous tearing and pain on his body reminded him that he was really resurrected.

Resurrection from the dead and directly returned to his youth when he was full of blood. I still remember that winter, the climate was particularly cold. The top of the Nine Pavilions had snow for several consecutive days, heavy snow covered the mountains, and in the continuous valley, there was a vast white area everywhere.

The young man thought of the pavilion master's clothes and light robe all year round, so he went to the back mountain to hunt two snow wolves, intending to make a wolf fur for the owner to keep the cold.

But in the end, he was seriously injured by the gathered wolf pack, with deep bone scars on his body. It was the master of the mountain who saved him, and then the master punished him... and punished him to wash away the bloody smell with heavy snow.

Then he stood outside for no reason and knelt until he fell into a coma.

After waking up after falling into a coma, I was in my master's bed. In the days that followed, I was recovering from my injuries. The injuries were too serious, and I had internal and external injuries. I had been recovering for a full winter.

Qin Shang lay blankly on the soft pillow, thinking about these things, he was so incredible that he was dreaming.
Chapter completed!