The whole world wants to attack me

Chapter 165 The Heart-Abused Princess (16)

Chapter 165 The Heart-Abused Princess (16)

Xiao Chen was bullied terribly when he was a hostage in the Kingdom of Shu. In order to get revenge on An Luan, he demoted her from the aloof princess to the lowest servant.

Everyone in the palace can bully her.

The cheap ones almost didn't get lettering on their faces.

At the beginning, the concubines in the harem were jealous of the original owner's beauty, and worried that Xiao Chen would be seduced by her.

They joined forces to torture her until she was covered in bruises.

But no matter how humiliated they were, the original owner remained indifferent.

She is like a body that has lost her soul, without sorrow or joy, her expression is numb and muddled.

After a long time, and Xiao Chen also ignored her, the concubines lost interest in her.

Only Concubine Zhuang was still torturing her conscientiously from the beginning to now.

No matter whether she stole the brocade quilt or not, as long as it is in front of Concubine Zhuang, she will not be able to defend herself.

The palace maid had already imagined the scene of Concubine Zhuang praising her.

With a smug look on his brows, the movements of pulling Fusang became more and more rude.

"Come on!"

Facing such an NPC that didn't even have a name, Fuso couldn't be bothered to talk to her.

She raised the knife in her hand and slashed at the maid's neck.

The other party didn't even have time to cry out in pain, and passed out as soon as he rolled his eyes.

Fuso knelt down and touched the thick cotton clothes on her body.

The material feels very soft, and the style looks new.

He looked down again at the brocade quilt wrapped around his body.

She took off the maid's clothes without hesitation.

Hmm... a bit short.

She looked down at her snow-white ankles exposed to the cold wind...

"... At least it's better than walking around wrapped in a quilt."

Fusang comforted himself.

After wrapping the unconscious maid in a quilt and stuffing them into a rockery where she could shelter from the wind, Fusang came out and patted the dust off her hands. After walking a few steps, she met a group of maids.

The two leaders were carrying palace lanterns, and the rest were carrying food boxes.

Fusang was hesitating whether to avoid them. As soon as she turned around, a stern scolding sounded from behind her: "What day is it today! How dare you sneak in here and be lazy!"

An older consul aunt trotted up to Fusang, and raised her hand as she spoke, about to pinch the soft flesh on her arm.

Fuso is not masochistic.

Of course she wouldn't just stand there stupidly waiting to be beaten.

The consul's aunt didn't pinch Fusang, she looked slightly dazed, but she didn't make any fuss.

She looked stern, and pointed at the neat line: "Hurry up and return to your seat! Today is the Empress Dowager's family banquet, if you miss it, I will have something for you!"

The Empress Dowager's family banquet?
Fusang thought, as Xiao Chen is the empress dowager's own son, he will definitely show up on such occasions.

Although she hadn't thought about where to start this mission, since Xiao Chen was the target of the mission, there was nothing wrong with her going to him to get more help.

Swallowing the words, Fusang lowered his head and obediently walked to the back of the line.

The consul's aunt was not familiar with the newly transferred court ladies, she only recognized them through the clothes on Fusang's body.

"I don't know which palace these newcomers were transferred from. They are full of lazy bones. As long as I don't pay attention, they dare to sneak out and be lazy. When I free my hand, I must teach them the rules!"

"A bunch of unruly things need to be trained and trained."

The two consul aunts stared at Fusang with hatred.

Obviously meant to be.

Fusang: If you don't listen, you don't listen to it. Bastard chant sutras.

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like