Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: The 40th bowl of soup (1)

I don't like you.

So you don't have to hesitate.

The female ghost sits on the bed with her legs in her arms. I don't know why the eyes of the king always appear before his death. For the first time, his **** eyes were so calm and indifferent, it seemed that he had long since accepted this fate.

It's really hard to live. In such a world where there is no way to understand himself, he is no different from a dead person after leaving the battlefield.

But why say those words to her at the end? The female ghost punched the bed with an irritable punch. She came to this world not long ago, only a few hours, but...

She felt the dagger at her waist. The dagger inlaid with colorful gems, once had a man with blood-colored eyes set the gems carefully, and then gave it to her.

Obviously there is no heart or tears, but it feels inexplicably... heavy. The female ghost decided not to think about it anymore. She hid the dagger close to her body and got out of bed. It happened that a servant girl pushed open the door, and when she saw her awake, she was surprised and said, "Hua Yiniang, are you awake? Alright! The master has been worried for a long time, the slaves will report to the master!"

After speaking, he turned around and left, leaving the female ghost standing there. She still wanted to ask, but the maid ran very fast. The female ghost pressed her forehead and felt a little pain. It was only in the blink of an eye that she left the king's side. Seeing the taste of the king's death in person made her feel mixed until she was confirmed that the mission was successful and she was sent to the second world, but she still seemed to be the scholar in front of her. A handsome yet cruel face.

That face, saying I don't like you.

The female ghost sat down at the table in a daze. She admitted that if she followed her own heart, she would not want to kill the king, but she did not hesitate when she did it. You can't regret what has been done-then why should she think about it? It made her feel bad, and felt that a part of her soul was quietly changing.

And this change, she did not feel happy.

After sitting for a while, the door was opened again. This time, more than one person came in. The leading young man was dressed in official uniform. The wind is beautiful. And behind him were a few maids. As soon as he entered the house, he showed a happy smile to the female ghost: "Flowers are blooming, are you awake?"

Flower Blossom nodded, she really wasn't in the mood to laugh right now.

It just so happened that her expression fit the situation, the man waved to let others out, closed the door again, sat in front of her, and held her hand caringly: "Blossoms, I know you are still here. You are angry with me, but you must know that only you can do this. For the sake of the country, the emperor, and the people, I can only give you this task. You will definitely do it for me, right? "

Compared to the cloudy mist of the previous world, this world is much clearer. Huakai looked at the man holding his hands, the hands were warm and safe, and it was the original owner of this body that was fully attached to him.

An infatuated fool.

When she fell in love with a man, she was fooled by her body and mind, but her beloved already had a family, so she could only be a concubine. There are countless beautiful wives and concubines in the mansion of the beloved, and there is no place for her. When the flower blooms, she stays in her yard foolishly and waits. When her beloved comes, she will serve him whenever she wants. In this yard, there is no eldest lady, not so many concubines and concubines, just each other.

Deceive yourself. Blossom spit in my heart.

Although this flower was born in a poor family, it is rare to have a good appearance. She is not the same as those delicate and beautiful beauties. She is the kind of soft and beautiful beauty, with a holy breath. Such a woman, go out and say yes No one believes in other people's concubines.

It was also because of this beauty that I stabbed the basket.

This country is at war with its neighbors, and the two countries are like water and fire, so they choose to make peace. Coincidentally, when the prince of the neighboring country came to his country, he accidentally saw Huakai, and somehow fell in love with Huakai at first sight. After learning that she was the aunt of Lord Wei, the minister of military affairs, he euphemistically indicated to Lord Wei. The idea of ​​wanting to bloom.

Wei Xia naturally likes Huakai very much, otherwise, she would not hide the fact that she has married a wife by anonymity. After she got the body of a girl, she told Huakai that she had married and had children, and felt wronged that Huakai became a concubine. He was reluctant to bloom, but the emperor valued protons very much, and he had to give them to protons anyway.

Wei Xia tried to tell Huakai about this, but Huakai didn't say anything at the time, and hanged herself at night. Fortunately, she was rescued quickly, otherwise she would have died. But even though he was alive, he remained in a coma until the female ghost possessed him.

The female ghost sneered in the bottom of her heart, and pressed the so-called Jiangshan community and the people on the shoulders of a weak woman. If a weak woman has such skills, what should these emperors and ministers do? They are not as good as one All dead. When a country is strong, it must be manifested by ravaging, insulting, and humiliating women. It is the icing on the cake of the beauty of the world. When the country is declining, women are sent to make amends, and the blame for the country's subjugation is placed on women. It is really hard to be a woman.

"Of course." She smiled slightly at Wei Xia, and the smile was just like the beauty of the flowers on weekdays. Even if she became the concubine of a high official, the flowers were still like the orchid in the empty valley, beautiful and elegant.

The female ghost lacks everything, she just lacks a beautiful face. "Of course I will do it for Xianggong, who told me to love Xianggong the most. Now that I have walked past the gate of hell, I also understand in my heart that I really shouldn't be so selfish and unwilling to sacrifice my ego. It's just... if... After the flower blooms, he successfully returns from the proton's side, will Xianggong still have the flower bloom?"

"Of course." Wei Xia was so moved that she held Huakai's hand against his chest, and swore: "I, Wei Xia, swear to the heaven here today, if in the future, I will be called by Huakai. My arrows pierce my heart, and I can't die!"

After he said the oath, Huakai hurriedly covered his thin lips: "Xianggong don't say that, I have written it down."

"Blooming, I've wronged you." Wei Xia looked at her affectionately, with a lot of reluctance in her heart. "Proton is going to be a guest at our mansion tonight and meet you. If it is possible, I will send you to Proton Mansion in three days. I just hope that when you get to him, don't forget your roots. Most of the Proton Mansion are from the emperor. Man, you have to be careful to gain Proton's trust and pass on information to the emperor, understand?"

Huakai nodded seriously: "I wrote it down, Xianggong, I hope you will cherish it when Huakai is not around in the future."

Wei Xia looked at the holy face in front of him, and his heart was like a knife. Just don't do it, what can you do. That proton is not easy to deal with. He has a deep scheming and is good at strategizing. I don’t know what his purpose is for this proton. Although the two countries are currently negotiating peace, they can’t say anything until the last step.

He had to give up the flowers.

Flower Blossom lowered her head, and thought of the king again in a trance, only to think that if it was that man, he would have no choice but to give his woman as a weapon to others.

In this world, men are different from men.

The one who really cares about her has been killed by her, so why should she think about it again!

Flower Blossom felt irritated inexplicably, but when he raised his head, he had another warm smile on his face. She said a few words to Wei Xia in a condescending manner, and coaxed him away. She then slowly sat down in front of the dresser and looked at herself in the mirror.

She has a unique beauty in both worlds. Even if the appearance is comparable to others, the unique temperament cannot be copied, which is a great help. Huakai slowly touched his face, almost fascinated. If she was so beautiful before her death, how could she end up like that. Most of the world likes the new and hates the old, and judges people by their appearance. She is not the same, so how can she laugh at others.

If I go back, I can still have such beauty... Flowers lowered their eyes, and the corners of their mouths raised a strange arc.

She's here to turn him upside down, not out of self-pity. Now it's hard to say whether to go back or not, and there is no time to worry about whether it is beautiful enough. It doesn't matter if she doesn't have beauty after returning, she has enough cruelty and viciousness.

What's the point of existence in a country that needs to be sustained by women.

It can be seen that Wei Xia is very concerned about the evening family dinner. She started dressing just after noon. She may have never dressed up so seriously. When she married into the Shangshu Mansion, she was carried in from the side door in a small sedan chair, not even a red wedding dress. Put on. It's more to look at people's eyes and act, because Wei Xia favors her, and the eldest lady and other concubines see her as a thorn in the flesh, and they can't wait to get rid of it. Fortunately, although Huakai is kind, she is not stupid, plus Wei Xia has Protection, barely able to protect themselves.

It's a pity that Israel serves people, but she loves to relax. She is still young and beautiful. Wei Xia is infatuated with her, but she is not worth giving her to others. It's as if she's not an independent-minded person, but an object, a toy, that can be played with at will. And when all the dust settles, just because he is willing to accept it again, she will be grateful, otherwise she will not know what is good or bad, and all the scars of the past will be wiped away.

How can there be such a natural thing in the world?

Flower Blossom sipped her lips lightly. She was clean, and even with heavy make-up, she still looked beautiful. Instead, she had a different kind of breathtaking beauty. The maids on the side were fascinated, and finally understood in their hearts why there were so many beauties in the mansion, but the master had such a preference for Aunt Hua.