Chapter 1: Bear Your Hatred and Hate!
"Woooooo Wake up, my lord... Woooooo
A hoarse cry floated in Mo Jiuqing's ears, but he couldn't wake up no matter what. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
"What are you crying about! It's just rolling down the stairs, and you can't die! Besides, this fool's life is so big, I'm afraid that she won't die!?" Immediately after, a bitter voice sounded, and there was schadenfreude in his tone.
"Master, wake up... The warbler has gone to the doctor! You have to hold on!
What's going on?
Didn't you get killed when the bomb exploded in the building after the mission was completed?
Why is there still anyone talking?
Wait a minute... Master?
No matter how you say it, you are a famous thief in the 21st century, and you have never accepted apprentices and slaves, so why is she still called the master!
When she was secretly slandering, her brain suddenly flooded in, and pieces of memories that did not belong to her were flooded.
"My head hurts...... Are these memories from this original body? Mo ...... Jiuqing ......"
Mo Jiuqing, the daughter of the general's mansion of the Lingnan Dynasty, and the lord of Anhe County given by the emperor of Lingnan, has such a fragrant and spicy identity, but unfortunately the master is a fool.
Although he is not naturally stupid, when he was a child, he was ruthlessly pushed down by his aunt, rolled down the stairs, and fell into a mentally retarded child.
But this time, it was the aunt's daughter who tricked her into a corner of the remote garden, and pushed her down from the gazebo on the rockery in the name of enjoying the flowers.
And the bruise in the original head was dispersed under this heavy blow, and his consciousness regained his clarity, allowing the newcomer Mo Jiuqing to avoid the doom of being a fool.
Even if the person is dead now, the bullying of his aunt and sister in his childhood, the oppression of his slaves, and the memory of this heavy resentment remain in this body forever.
"Mo Jiuqing... Mo Jiuqing... You have the same name and surname as me, maybe it's a providence. You give me your body, and in that case, I have accepted your love, and I will inherit your hatred and hatred as well!"
Mo Jiuqing slowly opened her eyes, although her head still had a dull pain, it did not affect her observation of the surrounding situation.
A tearful maid beside her, hugging her tightly and sobbing, not far away, a woman with folded hands on her chest, looked at all this with cold eyes, not only worried and anxious, but with a little excitement and happiness.
Mo Jiuqing observed this, and secretly said in his heart: I want to come to this woman, she is the original sister.
Mo Jiuqing looked up at the gazebo on the high place, and his heart was already clear.
It seems that this sister wanted to put her to death, so she pushed her down from such a high gazebo, since this is the case, then she doesn't need to show mercy!
"Big girl... My master is your sister!" The maid who hugged Mo Jiuqing did not find that Mo Jiuqing had woken up, and cried bitterly accusing Mo Jiuqing's sister-in-law.
"Sister, it's just a fool, if you're dead, you're dead, provincial..." Mo Wanwan glanced at Mo Jiuqing with disdain, and wanted to say the bitterness, but in the next second, it was as if she had swallowed an egg and was choked hard!