Second pregnancy, sixth child: The beloved mom's disguise has been exposed again.

Chapter 2 Spatial Spring Bath, Time Tunnel

Ning Yao had a very long dream. In the dream, her mother was still alive, wearing her favorite ladylike long dress, standing at the door of the house smiling gently at her. She had also prepared a table full of delicious dishes, waiting for her to come home from school so they could eat together.

As soon as she sat down, Ning Yao stared intently at the bowl of bone broth on the table, then suddenly pressed her hand against her stomach as waves of nausea washed over her.

At this moment, the mother's face also changed, transforming into that of her stepmother, Feng Meiyi.

Ignoring her nausea, Ning Yao grabbed a knife, gritted her teeth, and lunged forward, only to be restrained and unable to move. She could only watch as Feng Meiyi killed her mother right before her eyes.

A wave of despair washed over her, almost tearing Ning Yao's body apart. The next second, she opened her eyes wide and woke up, panting heavily.

She was in a very strange place...

The surroundings were open and damp, with the faint sound of water.

"Where is this place?" The moment Ning Yao opened her mouth to speak, she found that her voice was no longer hoarse and had returned to normal.

And all the wounds on her body had disappeared; her skin was like solidified cream, fair and smooth, even more flawless than a peeled egg.

Is she dead?

Unconsciously, she raised her arm and stretched it out of the warm spring water.

Ning Yao noticed a thin red line on her wrist. It was so thin that it was almost invisible unless you looked closely.

Just as Ning Yao was in a daze, a little girl's voice came out:

"Master, you have been reforged in the White Flame Blood Jade Spatial Spring. You will be sent to the Time Tunnel in one minute. Have a safe journey."

Spatial hot spring bath?

Physical regeneration?

Time-space... tunnel?

These keywords flashed through Ning Yao's mind one by one, and then the spring water around her began to surge and roll, creating a huge whirlpool with her as the axis.

The vortex gradually descended, enveloping her entire body, and transparent bubbles began to rise.

The spinning was too fast, and Ning Yao felt dizzy and disoriented. Unable to resist the vertigo, she closed her eyes and fainted.

**

Nighttime, the top floor of the Imperial City Luxury Revolving Hotel.

Ning Yao woke up again and found herself back at her coming-of-age birthday party.

This was a gift carefully prepared for her by her beloved father, but it was also because of this banquet that her stepmother drugged her, causing her to become confused and act crazy in public. She stripped naked, giggled, waved her arms, and screamed wildly. The incident was filmed and widely circulated.

She was thoroughly humiliated in high society, and then gradually fell into the trap of Feng Meiyi's wicked scheme to imprison her.

This was a turning point in her life, a turning point that plunged her into an abyss of extreme pain.

She had a chance to change everything, a chance that came from the white flame blood jade left to her by her mother.

She will seize the opportunity and make Feng Meiyi and her ilk pay a hundred times the price!

Ning Yao gritted her teeth and hardened her gaze, but the next second she realized that something was wrong with her body.

She was sitting on the toilet in the hotel bathroom, her muscles aching and sweating, and she felt weak, clearly an early reaction to the drug.

The timing of her rebirth was unfavorable; she had already drunk the medicinal wine prepared for her by her stepmother, and under the influence of the drug, she would soon make a fool of herself in public.

Ning Yao's eyes were filled with resentment. She clenched her fist with one hand and, ignoring the pain of her palm being pierced by her fingernails, slammed it hard against the bathroom partition.

We must get out of this awful place right away.

She wore a light blue evening gown and a pair of expensive, sparkling custom-made diamond-encrusted high heels. Her thick, black hair was pulled back, and her exquisite makeup highlighted her beautiful features. Her cool and aloof eyes and slightly upturned lips added a touch of girlish sweetness to Ning Yao.

Wherever she goes, she shines and it's hard not to attract attention.

Along the way, some people recognized her and came up to greet her. Ning Yao gave a stiff smile and then hurriedly started looking for the hotel changing room.

Fortunately, there were hotel staff uniforms in the changing room. Ning Yao quickly changed out of her own clothes, hid them well, and then ran out.

Ning Yao had been missing for too long, and Feng Meiyi was worried, so she sent people to chase after her again. In a moment of desperation, Ning Yao pushed open the door to a hotel room while trying to evade capture.

As Ning Yao became increasingly disoriented after being drugged, she clutched the broken hairpin, letting the sharp edge pierce her palm. However, she couldn't resist the heat emanating from her body. She impatiently unbuttoned her collar, revealing her fair and delicate shoulders and collarbone.

"Who goes there?" A deep male voice suddenly rang out.

The room wasn't very brightly lit. Ning Yao bit her lower lip and looked in the direction the sound came from.

Leather shoes, dark suit trousers, a crisp white shirt...

On a sofa not far away, sat an elegant and refined man.

Hearing Ning Yao enter, the man turned his face. His dark eyes seemed nonchalant, but in reality, they concealed a sharp edge. He exuded an aura of domineering authority.

“Room service…” Ning Yao remembered that she was still wearing the hotel staff uniform and explained.

"Oh?" The man glanced at Ning Yao, whose clothes were disheveled, and his deep voice instantly turned icy cold.