Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

In the original plot, the original owner was taken away by the people of the Marshal's Mansion and put in a cell. Didn't any of these women stand up?

I can't wait to get rid of the relationship with the original owner.

It's better to break up as early as possible.

When Rong Huang drove from the suburbs to the city of Ancheng, his ears were full of shouts.

Delicious buns!

Rong Huang: Buy it.

Fragrant and crispy pancake fruit!

Rong Huang: Buy buy.

Freshly baked sesame seed cakes, not delicious and free of money!

Rong Huang: Buy buy buy.

When Rong Huang returned to the small courtyard specially set aside for her by the owner of the troupe, there was no silver dollar left in the small pearl bag of the original owner.

Rong Huang supported his waist and his chubby belly, unlocked the door three times with hiccups and entered the door.

Miss, I came back quite early today. A short-haired girl walked out of the room, at most sixteen or seventeen years old, with delicate features.

When she saw Rong Huang's bulging belly, her face was startled, and she pointed at Rong Huang's belly, Miss, you are...

Rong Huang squinted her eyes with a satisfied face, she couldn't understand what she was talking about, so she simply didn't explain much.

Satisfied, she stroked her soft belly, Rong Huang entered the room, and before closing the door, she ordered, I'll sleep for a while, call me when it's meal time.

Qing Yu watched Rong Huang enter the room with his waist supported, and felt anxious to death.

Which bastard bullied her lady?

It's all obvious, why didn't she notice it before?

Qing Yu worriedly waited until Rong Huang got up and finished eating, and then couldn't help asking, Miss, who is that person?

Rong Huang was holding the big white porcelain bowl, not knowing why, What is who?

Qingyu was about to cry, pointing at Ronghuang's stomach, He is the father of the child!

Rong Huang: ???

Rong Huang tilted his head and thought for a long time, then suddenly let out a soft ah, You mean stomach?

Sapphire nodded with tears in her eyes.

Rong Huang snapped his fingers and recalled with difficulty what he bought on the road before, I think about everything.

Qingyu stared wide-eyed, is there more than one?

Meat buns, pancakes and fruits, plum vegetable pancakes...

Qingyu: ???

Qingyu spent a lot of energy before turning the corner, staring at Ronghuang's stomach and looking again and again, it's all for food?

Didn't the lady never eat too much in order to keep in shape?

After all, Qingyu was young, Rong Huang could tell what she was thinking at a glance, and tried to argue, I think, whether this person is thin or not has nothing to do with how much he eats.

Before the tears on Qingyu's face were wiped dry, she smiled again.

By the way, Miss, Boss Fang came over this morning and asked me to tell you that we have a big shot coming to our Liyuan tomorrow night, and you should be the finale to sing a play.

Finale?

What axis to press?

Rong Huang was dazed, and only after Shui Shui reminded him that the original owner was a singer.

Rong Huang bit her hand, as if her status was not very high? There should be many people bullying her, right?

Shui Shui found out what was going on in Rong Huang's heart, and just wanted to comfort her, then she heard Rong Huang's non-stop talking, Then let the storm be more violent, my king is a villain, anyone who provokes me It's about braiding!

Shuishui: ...

Here Ronghuang was thinking about how to highlight her villain identity, while Qingyu over there was still talking about it.

Boss Fang also said, I want you to sing the song Farewell My Concubine.

What a bully, don't be a concubine?

Forgive me for my ignorance and lack of knowledge, my lord really doesn't know what this is.