When Tilt Jiu first woke up, there was no place on his body that didn't hurt. She barely opened her eyes, and vaguely saw a fist fall on her, her body being knocked two steps away from the sudden impact.

Spirits!

The family gritted their teeth.

(งǒ菜ǒ) convex

The sharp and shrill male duck's voice was in her ears, and the noisy voice made her head hurt.

"You slut, do you still think you're the eldest princess on the top? Bah, the, dare to steal, see if I don't kill you! "Then you have to rush up and beat someone.

The gap in the eyes of Qian Jiu reflected the appearance of the fierce god and evil person in front of him, which was clearly a eunuch wearing an inner service uniform. But she didn't have any strength now, and she was powerless to resist at all.

Damn it!

The tragedy had separated her.

"Father-in-law, don't fight again, if you really die, we will be guilty."

The little eunuch on the side hurriedly stopped it. After all, she is the princess of the first queen, and her name is still there, although there is no possibility of turning over.

"Ahh A mouthful of fishy saliva sprayed on Tilt Jiu's body, and the stench immediately spread. The greasy old eunuch led by him kicked Jiuyi fiercely, picked up his clothes and turned to leave.

Leaning Jiu's skinny and bony hand slowly clenched.

Meow a mi!

After a long time, there was no other sound in the entire cold palace, and Qian Jiu slowly got up from the ground. The wound on his head had scabbed, but the blood on his face looked strange.

You don't have to look to know that it is covered with bruises and scars, and Tilt Jiu feels that something is tied to her calf, and she lifts the skirt of the outer cover to see that it is a cloth bag.

Inside was a steamed bun and a dagger, as well as a packet of medicinal powder.

This powder ...... I have to say that the original owner is a smart girl.

'What if it's a princess?' My mother was slaughtered because she was framed for treason, my own mother committed suicide, and I lost the favor of my father. Without protection in this palace where the weak eat the strong, even the lowest minions can add up their fists and feet.

I have fallen into darkness all my life, without freedom, without seeing the outside world. Everywhere I go, I am full of calculations, I am worried about life and death all the time, and the greatest sorrow in my life is that I met that dog man. I want him to live rather than die, and I don't even have a chance to cry on my grave, and Daliang must not let him steal it. These are the words of the original owner.

Fortunately, the original owner is not a Stockholm syndrome patient, her purpose is clear, and she is selfless.

Tilt Jiu touched his shriveled stomach and glanced around the room, which was empty.

"Imp, get me something to eat." After Tilt Jiu inherited the body, she could experience all the physiological reactions of the original owner.

"Do you still want to eat delicacies from the mountains and seas? Think about your situation, since you are doing a show, of course you have to do a full set, what should you do when you have eaten the stuffing? ”

The elf clasped his hands to his chest and grinned.

Tilt 9: ...... Uncle can bear it, she can bear it!

poured out a few bites of cold and hard steamed buns, changed into shabby but slightly cleaner clothes and began to practice martial arts.

The original owner was delicate and weak at the beginning, and the treatment was not as bad as it is now, but since she had several illnesses, the minions' attitude towards her suddenly became bad. At that time, she realized that she was strong to survive in the world.

It's a pity that the right time, place and people are not on her, she has to be restrained by the dog man, and step by step into the abyss of strangeness.

For several days, no one came to disturb her. It is estimated that after the last incident, the eunuchs wanted to teach her a lesson, so even the food was only delivered to the gate of the cold palace.

I didn't eat a bite.

It was full of sand and water, and her dignity was not enough to be trampled on to that point willingly. There is not much else in the cold palace, and rats and weeds are inexhaustible. People are hungry, but they can do anything.

The goblin was successfully frightened by the dead rats.

Dump Jiu cut a mouse alive in front of it, peeled the skin and cramped the internal organs, and then chopped it into meat sauce.

Such a bloody, furious and disgusting picture successfully made the ghost spirit retched for half an hour, and brought her food from the imperial dining room.

Tilt Jiu's body was very bad, and the ghost spirit went to the imperial dining room to steal the bird's nest and tonic for Duan Guifei for her to eat. The rest didn't dare to give it to Tilt Jiu at all, for fear that she hadn't done the task yet, and she would die first.

It's good to eat here, and it's fried in the imperial dining room.

It's good, why is it that things are gone? The imperial dining room is not less than dead, so I have to settle things first, and make a new one for Duan Guifei, fortunately, there is still time in time, otherwise the imperial dining room will have to die a bunch of people.

On the second day, the stolen bird's nest stew pot and the casserole of tonic medicine miraculously appeared on the floor of the imperial dining room, and they were not washed, and the special Sydney white fungus soup stewed for the emperor disappeared again.

This is terrible, there are only two pears, and there are no more of them! The emperor is still waiting to eat.

After the director of the imperial dining room investigated, there was no way out, so he had to report the matter to Gonggong Li, the former head of the imperial house.

Sure enough, Long Yan was furious.

The emperor ordered the palace guards to search the palace, and this thief stole not only food, but also his face as the emperor.

The work over there is in full swing, well, in fact, he left his head on the waist pole, and if he was careless, his head fell to the ground.

This is the emperor (yellow) power (spring)!

"Little ghost, the night is dark and the wind is high, suitable for big things, go, take you to do a ticket!" There was a glint of excitement in her eyes, and she couldn't wait to get out of this palace gate.

The cold palace is too lonely, and it's fun outside!

She hasn't experienced this kind of conspiracy atmosphere for a long time, this is her world.

The ghost spirit is worthy of being a ghost spirit spirit, and when he heard the fun, he followed.

As night fell, the eunuchs in the cold palace had no fun going to bed early.

Tilt Jiu walks in the dark like a cat, and she is already familiar with the terrain of the cold palace, and she can walk with her eyes closed.

The night wind was blowing wildly, and Tilt Jiu took out a wet cloth and covered his face, and then spread out the paper bag containing the medicinal powder, and the wind blew the medicinal powder into the room, but there was a miserable cry for a quarter of an hour.

I have done a lot of bad things on weekdays, and the ghost knocks on the door in the middle of the night to take revenge.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Dump Jiu broke into the door, and saw the eunuch who beat her last time screaming and rolling off the bed, roaring in his mouth: "Ghost, help, don't come here!" "The wind was cold, and I couldn't put on my clothes, so I huddled in a corner and wept bitterly out of fear.

Tilt Jiu closed his eyes for a moment, and the hand holding the knife didn't feel a little tighter.

Although it was the body of the original owner, it hurts her now.

Pickled eunuchs.

Blood sprayed, and her head rolled down at her feet, and the skull was still staring with horror and fear.

Her body trembled slightly, and she felt a sense of relief.

It is the residual emotion of the original owner.

Tilt Jiu felt that it was too boring to kill them all, so he picked up the head on the ground with great interest and put it next to the pillow of another eunuch who was struggling in his sleep, and kindly covered him with a quilt.

The moment she walked out the door—

"Huh!"

A soft and low laugh came, and Qian Jiu suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and a cold sweat flowed. This time, the emotions left by the original owner were too strong, and she finally suppressed the discomfort and faced it calmly.