The Divine Doctor Consort of the Werewolf Prince

Inside a forgotten cave, there is no sunlight shining here, no time to passing, only the damp air filled with the smell of soil and rocks. From time to time, drops of water drip down the walls of the cave, sending out a crisp echo, breaking the silence around. Occasionally there are a few rays of sunshine into the cave, through a little bit of residual light can see the deep cave there is a figure, the figure's owner is covered by the shadow in the dark, only vaguely can hear the calm and reveal a trace of life vitality of the breathing sound revealed his existence. As the sun left, the cave was dark again, leaving only a pair of twinkling green eyes waiting quietly. As night fell, like a great black velvet fell over the woods, and an isolated house stood out in the darkness. Suddenly, the silence was broken by a flash of fire, which quickly spread and engulfed the house. In the midst of the destruction, a girl, about fourteen or fifteen years old, stared impassively at the fire she had lit with her own hands, clutching the torch that lit everything. There was no hesitation, only determination -- a farewell to her past and a declaration of her future. The gasoline-soaked villa was powerless against the flames, its former luxury and sin reduced to a crackling wreck as the flames consumed it. The girl has only one idea in her heart: burn everything and let this evil cage disappear forever. She turned her head and looked through the firelight to examine her work. It had been the place of her captivity, now dissolved into nothingness in her hands. As the flames consumed, the memories of her captivity were buried, along with the demon who called herself "family." "Where are we going next? " A small, clear voice broke the silence of the night. It came from a little white cat on the girl's shoulder. The kitten was small, about the size of a palm, but its eyes were unusually clear, revealing an intelligence not suited to its size. It licks its paws and looks up into the girl's indifferent side face. "Anywhere to get out of here." The girl's voice was calm and firm, and she did not look back, gazing at her masterpiece one last time, then turning and stepping with firm steps out of this firelight forest. Broken chains clanked around her ankles with her steps, but she walked barefoot across the rough ground painlessly. Just then, a figure struggled out of the flames, enveloped in flames, eyes full of rage and not be reconciled, fixed on the girl's back and uttered a desperate cry: "Lilith! You can't leave here! You'll be mine forever! " It's an obsession that lasted more than a dozen years, and now it's gone up in smoke. That carefully cultivated perfect being is now the beginning author of this catastrophe. The girl stops and turns to face the man struggling in the flames. Without a ripple in her dark eyes, she coldly responds: "You're dying, I'm alive." The man lets out a final cry through the flames, while the girl is unmoved, her voice cold with a hint of relief: "Farewell, family." The kitten on her shoulder gives a contemptuous laugh, knowing that this so-called family is nothing but a man mad for selfish desires, a madman who uses his relative ones as experiments, and he does not deserve a family. "What shall we do next, Master?" The kitten's voice came again, and ignoring the fading whine, it asked the girl, shaking its body lightly. The girl looked down and her eyes rested on her slender hands. There was a flicker of determination in her eyes. "I want to be a doctor, and use my hands to heal, not to hurt." "Ha ha, if the old man knew that the medical genius he had so carefully cultivated was going to become a general doctor, he would surely die with unrest." There was a hint of playfulness in the kitten's laugh. "Unrest?" A barely visible smile flickered in the girl's eyes, and there was a hint of lightness in her voice: "Then let him be unrest." A year later, the girl settled in another city and successfully obtained her doctor's license and began her new life as a doctor. She used her knowledge and skills to help those in need and proved her choice with her actions. However, the twist of fate strikes again. During an operation, a sudden explosion takes her to a strange world. She lies on top of the rubble, the rain pouring down, but there is no fear in her eyes, only calm and determination. She knew that no matter what world she was in, she was going to keep going, and with her wisdom and courage, she was going to carve her own path. She has come to a whole new world, taking the place of a dying soul and gaining a new identity. Interestingly, the original owner of this body was also named Lilith. Nowadays the granddaughter of the Duke of Lunavista was known for her capriciousness and unreasonable. She, a collection of all kinds of love rich young lady, was a symbol of power, and her willfulness is almost unrivaled. But the wheel of fate had cast her mercilessly from the clouds, and now she lay dying among the rocks, and if it had not been for the spirit of Lilith who had taken her place, she would have been an unknown corpse in the wilderness.