林妙闭着眼睛，脑子里嗡嗡作响。这不是她熟悉的那个房间，触感太硬，空气里还有一股淡淡的药味。她记得自己明明是在现代的出租屋，睡得太死，结果醒来就在这儿。

“嘶……”她忍不住动了动手指，疼得她倒抽一口冷气。这身体……怎么这么僵硬？

半晌，她才鼓起勇气睁开眼。映入眼帘的是大幅的雕花木窗，阳光透过窗棂，在地上投下斑驳的光影。红色的木床，雕花漆几，还有墙上那幅带着古风的山水画……怎么看怎么像古代的民居。

林妙猛地坐起身，动作一大，脑袋一阵晕眩，差点栽倒。她赶紧扶住旁边的床头，低头一看——这身衣服……锦缎的料子，样式却繁复得紧，腰间系着一条玉色的腰带，上面镶嵌的珍珠晃得她眼睛都疼。

这不是……这不是她哥哥林峰结婚时穿的那套衣服吗？！

林妙脑子一片空白。林峰，她那个被嫂子陈氏天天打骂的赘婿哥哥。别人都当他是个软蛋，任人欺辱，他倒好，受了天大的委屈，都不敢吭声。

Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her head, like someone was hitting her with a mallet. -blink-

She must have woken up from a nightmare. Lin Miao rubbed her forehead, expecting the ordinary room of her rented apartment, but instead saw a large雕花wooden window. Sunlight streamed through the lattice, casting patches of light on the floor. Red wooden bed, carved lacquer table, and a traditional Chinese landscape painting on the wall...

Wait a second... This room looked too familiar. She tried to move her fingers, but the pain made her gasp.