Willow followed Bella's method of entering the space and silently chanted "enter." She felt dizzy and appeared in a warm place filled with the fragrance of herbs. She closed her eyes, and the direction of the spring appeared clearly in her mind. She used her right arm to slowly move towards the spring. Willow reached the spring and drank a few sips directly from it. After resting for a while, she drank again. She was thirsty and hungry.

As expected, the sweet spring water immediately warmed her body and alleviated her pain. The wounds and broken bones were slowly healing.

Willow was pleasantly surprised. Fortunately, this treasure was not taken away by Bella; otherwise, she would have lost a lot.

Taking the opportunity, she practiced the Star Technique in her memory. After about half an hour, all her injuries were healed. She felt extremely refreshed and full of strength. She began to practice her punches and kicks from her previous life.

Not to mention, the power exerted by this small body was much stronger than that of her past life, and it was very smooth with no sense of stagnation.

After thanking Bella in her heart, she explored the space. It was just as she remembered. The space was about one hundred acres in size, and there were countless medicinal herbs everywhere. She pulled out a ginseng plant and took a look. Oh, it was at least a thousand years old, as thick as her arm, and had taken on a human shape.

She carefully held the ginseng, walked into the wooden house, and gently placed it on the table.

Willow sat on a wooden chair and looked around the house. There was a wooden bed with everything on it. She touched the quilt, which was soft and warm like silk. She thought it must be very comfortable to sleep under.

She looked at her tattered clothes and thought it would be better to clean up and rest later.

The color was her favorite purple: purple silk tent, purple bed sheets, purple pillows, all adorned with the king of birds, the phoenix.

Then there was a wardrobe. Willow opened it and saw colorful dresses. She touched the material, which was all like silk, the same material as the quilt.

There was also a desk and a bookcase. She opened the bookcase and saw some books inside. It was clear that Bella had not read them; otherwise, why wouldn’t she have any memory of these books in her mind?

After examining the wooden house, Willow felt hungry. She took the barbecue that Bella had left in the space and ate it. She nearly vomited after taking a bite. What kind of barbecue is this? Not only was there no salt, but it was also half-cooked and mushy. It was tough for someone who was lazy and didn't know how to cook to survive here for four years. She had to eat a few fruits. Fortunately, eating these fruits filled her stomach.

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Willow lay in the space and searched for Bella’s memories again, fearing she might reveal something. The most profound memories of Bella before the age of five in her mind were of being beaten and scolded every day. Since Bella had arrived, the girl's temperament had changed overnight. She dared to speak up, confront people, and do things that Willow never dared to do before.

After all, she was used to being the center of attention, so how could she endure it? No matter how she resisted, she was still a small person and could not defeat the larger ones.

In her memory, this place was called the Great Highland Dynasty, Bluefield Town, Willow Village, and the national surname was Phoenix.

"Phoenix?" Willow was a little surprised. Phoenix was a rare surname among common people, except for the royal family. She hoped it was not what she thought. The behavior of the Phoenix family was too strange. No mother in the world could do what they did unless they were mentally unwell.

Willow didn’t dwell on the Phoenix family for now. She had to find a way to get up and then return to the Willow family.

In the Great Highland Dynasty, a person’s family background was very important. If she wanted to survive here, she couldn't leave the Willow family for the time being.

The Great Highland Dynasty had strict laws, emphasized filial piety, agriculture, and imperial examinations. Willow still understood these. There were many people in the Willow family who read books, and she was familiar with them.

Willow was quite surprised. Why didn’t her three brothers read books? In this era, everything else was inferior; only reading was valued. The only way out for commoners was to study. Why didn’t they pursue it? Was it because they couldn't afford it, were not allowed to, or simply didn't want to? Unfortunately, Bella was only five years old when she came here and didn’t inherit many memories of the original owner. She didn’t like to talk or deal with her three brothers, so she didn't know the reason. This could only be verified after she left here.

Willow left the space and looked at the deep pit. Just like the pit, there was no way out below, and the only option was to climb up.

The cave wall was full of weeds. Willow pulled off a handful and grabbed the soil with her hands. It was not very soft. She looked up but saw no support points for climbing. In this situation, she couldn't climb up.

Willow entered the space and looked under the bookcase. She found two daggers, one long and one short. There was always a way out.

She left the space again and used the dagger to stab it firmly into the wall of the pit. She shook the dagger hard, and it was still secure. Then she inserted another dagger into it, hanging onto the first dagger. The dagger did not loosen. Seeing that the two daggers could support her weight, she decided to climb up like this.

Willow used the two daggers to slowly climb up. As a skilled agent, she had to be good at rock climbing, traversing deserts, and fighting wild animals with her bare hands.

So this was not a problem for Willow.

After an hour and a half, Willow finally climbed out of the pit with a groan. She fell onto the grass, exhausted. Her arms were finally freed, but she felt weak and in pain, so she needed to rest first.

Now that she was out, she had to think of a way to handle things when she returned home. She needed to confront the princess. That fierce woman—oh, if she didn’t beat her to death, she wouldn’t be named Willow.

Willow's mind raced. What is the most attractive thing that can make people quiet? She didn’t have any money. Oh, by the way, Willow snapped her fingers and said, "Ouch, mother, it hurts."

She forgot that her hand was still hurting. When she spread her hand, the thousand-year-old ginseng appeared in her grasp.

"Hiss," it was so painful to hold the ginseng that she grimaced. Yes, just use this. Presumably, the fierce woman would spare her for the sake of the money.

Willow gathered a few handfuls of grass on the spot, wrapped them carefully, and went down the mountain according to the path in her memory.

As she walked, she remembered that it had only been a day since she fell into the pit. How could all the injuries on her body be healed? There was no other option; she still had to use the bitter trick. Her hands were no longer needed, and her clothes were already in tatters and stained with blood. She picked up branches and sharpened them, closed her eyes, and endured the scratches on her legs and face. Anyway, she had the spring water, so she could feel good whenever she wanted.

When she was ready, Willow went down the mountain holding the ginseng in her arms.

According to her memory, the Willow family lived at the foot of this mountain, and the village was called Willow Village. There were about three hundred families in the village, and most of them were named Willow. It was considered a large village and a big family.