The whole world wants to attack me

Chapter 2 Lady, I Was Wrong (2)

Even though the original owner vomited blood, he still pretended to be dignified and generous under the advice of his grandma.

Not only did these low-status concubines be accepted, but even their food and clothing expenses were carefully arranged.

The original owner didn't know that her behavior not only failed to win back her husband's heart, but instead fell into his eyes. All her behaviors were very much like the housekeeper's old lady.

There is no trace of the style of a noble lady from Kyoto.

As if deliberately slapping her in the face, Lou Yi picked up another prostitute from the shipyard a few days ago.

Thinking that he was going to work with a prostitute, the original owner vomited a mouthful of blood angrily, and fell ill on the bed.

Lou Yi didn't even look at her, and spent all day and night hanging out with that prostitute.

After receiving the plot, Fusang went through the memory of the original owner again.

At the poetry meeting when I met Lou Yi for the first time, everyone knew that the original owner was not good at poetry, but deliberately played poetry solitaire.

One person will come up with the topic, and each person will compose the poem on the spot in turn. The poem should be profound and symmetrical.

The theme is "Plum".

The other princes and noble daughters quickly made poems and recited them on the spot, which won applause from everyone.

When it came to the original owner, she bit the bullet, racked her brains for a while, and finally managed to choke out a few words: "There is a wall of plums in the new courtyard, red plums, white plums, and green plums..."

"Pfft hahaha!"

Everyone laughed mercilessly.

"Don't say whether it's deep or not, just say no, the number of words in your two sentences doesn't match!"

"Hahahahaha, I still have pink plums at home, do you want to count them too!"

The original owner blushed to the point of blood under the ridicule of the crowd, and when she was so ashamed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in, she suddenly heard a faint sentence not far away: "Good poetry, good poetry, easy to understand, simple and clear. ,Yes, Not Bad."

The original owner looked for the sound, Lou Yi was dressed in a white robe, handsome and straight, with a smile in his eyes.

Gentle like a drop of melting snow, dripping into her heart unexpectedly.

No matter how Lou Yi humiliated her and tortured her after getting married, as long as she thought of the handsome man in white with smiling eyes when she first met, her heart would be filled, and she could not arouse any hatred.

She was only worried that his misdeeds in Pingchang County would reach the emperor's ears sooner or later.

When the time comes, I’m afraid Lou Yi’s life will not be saved, regardless of whether the company will implicate him or not.

She hoped that Fusang could help her correct Lou Yi's sinister character and return to the gentle young man with smiling eyes when they first met.

[Ding dong!Welcome to the first "Tisuo Cup" contest, sponsored exclusively by Xingkong Technology and hosted by the Plane Guild!The main task is triggered: fulfill the wish of the original owner!Whether to accept! 】

The mechanical sound of the system fell, and a property panel appeared in front of Fusang.

There are two options above, cancel and receive.

Fuso curiously asked 0013: "What will happen if I click cancel?"

[The system will automatically judge the host to retire! 】

Isn't that equivalent to having only one option available, bells and whistles.

Fusang complained, raised her finger and clicked 'Accept'.

This is called a sense of ritual.

0013 detected Fusang's complaints in his heart, and then made complaints as well.

Lifting his weak arms, Fuso clicked 'Accept'.

Then he lay on the bed like a dead body and did not move.

It has been three days since the original owner was so angry that she vomited blood. In such a huge marquis mansion, no one invited her for a doctor.

Just let her fend for herself.

Fusang just did nothing, closed his eyes, and calmed down the negative emotions such as anger and anxiety left by the original owner.

By the time her burning and depressed mood calmed down a little, the sky was already dark.

This plane is not as technologically advanced as the previous one, and the lights are still turned on as brightly as day even at night.

The original owner was not favored in the mansion, and now he is lingering on the sick bed, so the servants began to slack off.

It was dark and there was no one to hold a lamp.

Fusang had no choice but to support the bed with his hands and straighten his limp upper body.

He got out of bed and stood up, moved his noodle-like legs step by step in the dark, walked to the table not far from the bed, and poured himself a cup of tea that had been cold for a long time.

After pouring it into the stomach, the burning sensation in the throat subsided a little.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps outside the door.

"Is this a meal for Madam?"

"Yes."

"Okay, leave it to me here, you go back."

"Then I will trouble Mother Qin."

There is food to eat.

Fusang touched his stomach which had been empty for a long time.

After sitting at the table and waiting for a long time, no one brought food in.

(End of this chapter)