Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: 981. Ninety-ninth bowl of soup, Yao Miao (nine)

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Although Aunt Fang is not very good at seduction, and her appearance is average, she is better at mastering the skills of squatting. The mistress of her last host was a noble family, and she had a tendency to fight all year round. Under the influence of her ears and eyes, Aunt Fang also learned ten percent of the art of house fighting, and she was even more able to integrate and draw inferences from one thing—no Did you see that even the female relatives of the Shang Shufu who had no desires and no desires were set on fire by her?

It's a pity that his body is not very good, otherwise he would not have been discovered by the mistress when she seduced the master, and thus handed it over to Xiang Hean. Sigh Xiang He An thought he had received the most wonderful gift in his life, but in fact he just picked up the broken shoes that others didn't want.

However, Qing Huan learned a lot from her. When she was alive, she was also the daughter of a wealthy family. Although she was a concubine, she was not favored, but she saw a lot of battles in the inner house. She was rarely seen, like Concubine Fang, which could be used even as a servant. . In the past, she was a cannon fodder between sisters without arguing with others, but now she understands that this person lives in the world, and there will always be times when you don't want to cause trouble, but trouble will come to provoke you.

Qing Huan is like a thirsty sponge, in both worlds, she is madly absorbing knowledge. No matter whether she is poor or low, whether it is bewitching or bedding, she is very serious in her studies. Because she knows that only in this way can she repay her kindness, and only in this way can she find the meaning of her life and slowly recover her bruised body.

It's just... she still doesn't feel enough. Four books and five classics, women's ring and women's virtues, she was tired of reading, and she had already recited it like a fluent. She didn't want to be immersed in this kind of battle all day long, she felt that she could become stronger!

Yes, as long as she works hard, there is nothing she can't do.

When she was alive, although Qing Huan also read books, she was not deep. In the world of the female ghost Qiqi, as a brothel woman, the bustard once asked her master to teach her how to read, but those things, in the final analysis, are all to serve men to please men, and they have never been deeply explored at all. Although Qing Huan despised Xiang He'an, Xiang He'an was indeed a genius when it came to learning. Therefore, during the pregnancy, Qing Huan used reading to nurture the child, so that the child would be born in the future, and he would also coax He An as if the father was a high-ranking official. When Xiang He'an became fascinated with her again, it was almost what Qing Huan said. Therefore, during the study period, once encountering a difficult problem, Qing Huan went to ask Xiang He An for advice.

Xiang He'an naturally knows everything, because every time he solves a problem for Qing Huan, she will make him serve him physically and mentally that night, happy like a fairy.

He had never thought about why Qing Huan wanted to study, and he naturally believed it for that clumsy reason. Regarding Xiang He'an like this, Qing Huan didn't know whether to say whether he was open-minded or lack of heart. No wonder the backyard was on fire. He was still in front of him, and he was just a guy with an extremely slow response. But maybe, in Xiang and Anxin, no matter how much a woman reads, she won't be able to make waves.

The world is too harsh on women, and even stifles their wisdom and abilities.

Qing Huan used to envy her benefactor's decision to kill, and the arrogance of women who did not give in, but only now did she understand how much sweat is hidden under the surface of the lotus, and the success achieved without hard work, can never last long.

Hopefully she's awake enough to save her from this moment.

Even if she is dead, even if her heart is broken, she still has to be worthy of herself, her benefactor, and the little girl who left her at Naihe Bridge.

Speaking of the little girl...I don't know where she went, where she is, how is she doing? Qing Huan narrowed her eyes and thought about it. It should be good. With the appearance of a young girl, she can check and balance countless unjust souls in the Wangchuan River. Her natural ability is powerful. I just wish her well, that's enough.

In the dark, Mammy Wang brought a tray with a small delicate celadon bowl on it, which was covered with a lid. In front of Qing Huan, she put down the push plate, took out the porcelain bowl respectfully, lifted the lid, and put in the spoon.

It turned out to be a bowl of bird's nest slowly simmered over low heat.

"Mrs. Luan, the old lady specially asked the kitchen to cook this for you. She said that she wanted you to make up for your body, but don't feel wronged by the unborn young master."

Qing Huan expressed understanding for this kind of remark. Not to mention the old lady, even she felt the wonderful thing of "pregnancy" for the first time. When she was alive, she had already lost her qualifications to be a mother. Now that the fetus in her womb moves naughty from time to time, Qing Huan still finds it very novel. "I see. If you speak back to the old lady on my behalf, say Hongluan thanks the old lady for her care and will definitely live up to the old lady's kindness."

Mother Wang was very satisfied. She felt that among the four concubines, Concubine Luan was the most friendly and most likeable. Unlike that Aunt Fang, whose tail is almost up in the sky, I really want to see a hopeless and humble look on her face one day! They are all slaves, so why pretend to be a master? It's best that the belly never be angry, and nothing will come out!

Looking at Mammy Wang's expression, how could Qing Huan not guess what she was thinking. He picked up the bird's nest with a smile, but suddenly smelled a strange smell in his nose.

until a chuckle came. She raised her head alertly and saw that it was Emperor Panlong, so she ran over from the bed with a meow, without taking a long look at the distance from the ground, if Emperor Panlong hadn't caught her quickly, she might have broken bones.

The Great Emperor Panlong held back his smile and tapped her wet pink nose like punishment: "You're going to die, right? You dare to jump so high, and don't look at how little you are?" Not as big as his palm, The courage is not small.

Qing Huan meowed twice in a show of weakness, and licked Emperor Panlong's fingers. He held her with one hand. The fragrant and fresh goat milk was ready on the table outside. The Great Emperor Panlong had never raised a cat. The food and everything were prepared by the rich father-in-law.

Qing Huan is also hungry, but she has more important things to do before she drinks milk.

Looking left and right, there is a sand basin not far from the cat's nest, which is placed outside the hall. After all, the hall is where Emperor Panlong sleeps. She jumped from Emperor Panlong without waiting for him to respond. When I came over, I ran to the sand basin. I was embarrassed to go to the toilet.

Emperor Panlong didn't understand what she wanted to do for a while, and when she saw her posture was ready but she didn't move, then he smiled: "I don't look at you."

Turn around.

After Qing Huan solved her physical problems, she stepped on her soft paws and ran to Emperor Panlong's side. She didn't need to cover the cat litter by herself, she was naturally served by a palace maid. But she had just finished using the toilet, and Emperor Panlong was very torn about whether to hug her or not. Looking at those big eyes with different colors of gold and silver for a long time, he still gave in and carried her into his arms with one hand.

Qing Huan originally thought that this would be enough to eat, but he didn't expect Emperor Panlong to be mad! Someone even brought a warm wet cloth to wipe her ass!

This guy's cleanliness is too much!

Anyway, the innocence of her cat body is gone, which caused Qing Huan to droop her ears for a long time and feel unhappy. After wiping her, Emperor Panlong disappeared and pushed the goat milk in front of her. push. Qing Huan immediately turned anger into appetite and licked it.

After drinking, he played with Emperor Panlong, rolling around on his lap, turning his belly and showing cuteness. There are very few people in this world who can really hate small animals. Except for those perverts who are born with twisted psychology, most people like kittens and puppies very much. Especially this cat is very good-looking and very obedient.

Emperor Panlong couldn't escape the accident. In fact, he was surprised that he actually liked this kitten so much. He originally planned to keep it for a few days, but if he didn't like it, he would throw it to the palace concubine or the Cat and Dog Bureau. "Do I have to give you a name?"

Qing Huan meows, it doesn't matter if she takes it or not, she has a name anyway.

"Well... so white, I'll call you Xiaobai?"

Qing Huan froze all over. When she just raised Jiguang, she was also called Jiguang Xiaobai.

"Xiao Xue?"

...not good.

Emperor Panlong turned out to be a waste of a name. Qing Huan has learned a lot. She snickered in her heart, but she sat upright and tilted her head to look at Emperor Panlong. Crooking the neck to save the world, the meow star can melt the universe by doing this! Emperor Panlong looked at Qing Huan like this, and also thought that she was really cute, and these names were not worthy of her. So he pointed at her small mouth, and when she saw that she opened her mouth to bite, but she didn't use any force, the little canine teeth were numb as she rubbed her fingers, and when she saw her small face and round eyes, and even her body was round, he said: "I I'll call you Yuanyuan in the future, okay?"

Can she refuse? Qing Huan asked silently in her heart, and let out a meow. Just be round, it's better than Xiaobai Xiaoxue.

"Good." Let her lick her fingers, Emperor Panlong eats breakfast with one hand, and Eunuch Fu is serving him while sweating profusely. If...

After breakfast, Emperor Panlong was going to discuss matters in the imperial study. Seeing Qing Huan looking at him eagerly, he put her into his chest by the way. Qing Huan leaned on his belt and looked out. Because she is good enough and doesn't like to bark very much. Of course, the most important thing is that Emperor Panlong always does things as he pleases. It was the first time he did something like bringing cats into the imperial study, and he was quite happy.

But the content of the proceedings is boring. Qing Huan was now a cat and not an emperor. When Emperor Panlong was talking to a high-ranking minister, she was lying beside him, her dexterous tail wagging back and forth, occasionally resting on his cuff.