Reborn as a beautiful little lucky star

Murong Hui clenched her right fist tightly, filled with hatred.

She had admired Mu Xiao since she was a child and wanted to marry him, but she didn't expect that he would be murdered by the brother and sister Xuanyuan Li and Xuanyuan Xinzi.

She would kill them sooner or later, they were a pair of bastards, to avenge Mu Xiao.

~

The gauze fluttered in the wind as two palace maids helped her change clothes. Murong Hui stood up from the water, stepped out of the tub, wiped herself clean, and put on a clean and cool gauze dress.

Her fair skin and graceful figure were faintly visible under the fluttering veil.

"His Majesty is in the bedroom, Princess, please follow me."

Another maid entered the bathroom and bowed.

Muronghui took a deep breath, knowing that there was no way to avoid it and she would have to face Xuanyuan Li sooner or later. She took a few deep breaths in front of the mirror, cheered herself up, and followed the palace maid out of the bathroom.

~

Xuanyuan Li stood in front of the table, picking up his brush to paint.

Murong Hui followed the palace maids into the hall and stood two meters away from the table. She pretended to rub her hands nervously, but in fact she was quietly observing his every move.

The twenty-three-year-old young emperor was tall and straight, with an upright posture. The dragon robe he wore made him look extremely handsome and domineering, exuding a majesty that brooked no disobedience from the inside out.

If he had not colluded with Xuanyuan Xinzi to kill Mu Xiao, she would be happy to praise him, calling him a great hero in troubled times and the true prince charming.

However, Mu Xiao was dead, and when she saw him at this moment, her heart was filled with hatred.

Only by gritting his gums could he forcibly suppress the hatred that had killed him with a sword.

~

The maid placed a tray of wine on the table, retreated outside the hall and closed the door.

Xuanyuan Li never looked up from beginning to end, and focused on painting.

Time passed minute by minute, until the final finishing touch was added, and the image of the girl came to life on the paper.

"come over."

He put down his pen, turned around, and glanced at Murong Hui with deep eyes.

Murong Hui stood for more than half an hour, her legs were numb and she cursed him thousands of times in her heart.

I saw him put down his pen and was about to complain a few more words when I heard him let me pass.

Due to the other party's identity, she could only swallow her anger and had to bow to the power.

"What are you standing there for? Why don't you come over here quickly?"

Xuanyuan Li saw her standing there, unmoving, and his eyes narrowed dangerously.

Murong Hui's heart trembled, and she dared not delay any longer, and walked slowly forward.

"what……"

The next second, she screamed and was pulled hard by him into his arms.

Her soft and fragrant body pressed tightly against his, her back so stiff that she dared not move.

He seemed not to notice her nervousness and asked softly in her ear in a gentle tone like a lover: "Can you draw?"

Murong Hui suppressed her nausea and shook her head, not wanting to add to the fragrance of her beauty.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to do it. I can teach you."

Xuanyuan Li hugged her from behind, held her hand with his right hand, picked up a pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote a poem on the left side of the picture of the beauty.

The girl in the picture is holding a flower and smiling, she is more beautiful than the flower.

Murong Hui lowered her eyes and looked at the girl's face which was so similar to her own. She felt so nauseous that she wanted to vomit as if she had swallowed a fly.

Of course she wouldn't be so narcissistic as to think that the girl in the painting was herself.

The identity of the person in the painting was guessed from the private remarks of the palace maids.

Xuanyuan Xinzi!!!

"gorgeous."

After Xuanyuan Li finished writing the poem, he put down his pen, leaned down, and whispered the word "really beautiful" into Murong Hui's ear.

I don’t know whether he was praising his own paintings, or the girl in his arms who was as soft and beautiful as jade and more beautiful than flowers.

The warm breath sprayed on her ears, and Murong Hui's breathing stopped suddenly. She wanted to dodge, but at this moment, she was suddenly pulled by him and forced to turn around.

"what?"

She tried to struggle dazedly and pushed him hard.

Xuanyuan Li didn't care about her offense. Instead, he thought of teasing his prey. He leaned forward, forcing her to lean back.

Seeing her grabbing her clothes in panic.

This feeling stimulated his nerves and made him want to bully her severely.

Let her rely on him for the rest of her life, enjoy the pleasure under him, and live a life of drunkenness and dreams.

~

"what……"

Murong Hui's waist was hurt by the edge of the table. She gritted her teeth and persisted, but still let out a painful groan.

The delicate panting further stimulated Xuanyuan Li's nerves.

He lifted her up with all his strength and pressed her down on the table.

"do not want!"

Murong Hui panicked and struggled and screamed in fear.

The panic-stricken look, like that of a wounded deer, deeply irritated the hunter's nerves.

Xuanyuan Li's eyes gradually became deep. He grabbed her ankles and moved up inch by inch, caressing her delicate skin.

Murong Hui's body trembled and she struggled desperately.

The more she struggles, the more it stimulates the man's strong desire to conquer.

Xuanyuan Li did not allow her to resist. He held her arms with both hands, leaned down and wanted to kiss her lips.

Murong Hui turned her head away abruptly, not wanting him to touch her.

Xuanyuan Li's expression changed, and he looked at her dimly, his eyes changing from bright to dim.

Murong Hui lowered her eyes slightly. Under his dark gaze, she felt a little scared and her breathing gradually became disordered.

In a moment, Xuanyuan Li pulled her up from the table with force and stuffed a pill into her mouth without saying a word.

Before Murong Hui could react, the pill had already slid down her throat and into her stomach.

"You, what did you feed me?"

She was shocked and horrified and wanted to vomit, but he pinched her chin and forced her to drink a sip of wine.

"poison."

Xuanyuan Li's voice was light and soft, as if he was coaxing his lover, but it made people shudder to hear it.

"It's a poison with no antidote. You must take the antidote once a month to stay alive. I didn't want to poison you, but you didn't obey. You forced me to do this."

"Poison? You actually poisoned me?"

The hunter felt extremely satisfied when he saw Murong Hui's expression of fear, resentment and inability to resist.

"Good boy, I've already said that."

Xuanyuan Li smiled contentedly, leaned over, and bit her earlobe: "As long as you are obedient, submit to me, and help me do things, I will give you the antidote and will not let you die."

"What do you want me to do?"

Murong Hui's whole body trembled with fear.

"Be good, you have to learn to be obedient and don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."

There was a flash of displeasure in Xuanyuan Li's eyes, and as a punishment, he bit her earlobe hard again.

Murong Hui screamed in pain and almost burst into tears.

The girl's painful moan pleased Xuanyuan Li.

He pressed the man onto the table and bullied and humiliated him wantonly.

~~

Seven months later.

It was a deep winter night, bitterly cold, and snowflakes were floating in the night sky.

"Woooooooooo."

The hoarse cry of a baby boy broke the silence of the midnight.

"It's a boy."

The palace maid Shaoyao happily picked up the newborn baby, wiped the little body clean, wrapped it in a swaddle, and placed it in front of the mother.

"Son, my son."

Xuanyuan Xinzi forced himself to turn around and gently held his son in his arms.