#狭窄. Dark, damp......

A scarred female corpse was mixed in the middle of a pile of debris, like a scrap doll that had been eliminated and discarded here at random.

Whip marks, knife marks, bite marks, all kinds of abuse marks are all over it.

On the contrary, it is the face of a female corpse, and her eyes are naturally closed, as if she is asleep, quiet and peaceful. #

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"Boom...... Second Miss, you just take the slave and maid, there is no slave and maid to take care of you, what if you are bullied? Second Miss, don't send Xiaoman away, Xiaoman doesn't want to leave you, woo woo woo ...... "The little girl who was about thirteen or fourteen years old hugged Xia Yan's arm and cried pitifully.

Xia Yan frowned slightly, raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his forehead uncomfortably.

"Xiaoman, don't cry, the second miss has a headache from your crying, and she is also for our good, so don't make trouble here." Another soft, but slightly stern female voice came.

Xia Yanxun looked over, and saw a woman about forty years old, looking at Xiaoman with disapproval, holding a bowl of porridge in her hand, and walked in.

"Second Miss, eat something, you are going to get married early tomorrow morning, you definitely don't have time to eat, now is better than starving." As she spoke, the woman put the porridge on the table, walked to the cabinet again, took out an oiled paper package, and said, "You can hide these snacks in your sleeve tomorrow, and you can steal some by yourself when you have the opportunity, and your future life depends on yourself." ”

The woman choked up a little as she spoke, turned half sideways, raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and beckoned: "Xiaoman go get hot water, and help the second lady wash up in a while." ”

"Got it, Mama." Xiaoman reluctantly let go of Xia Yan's arm and went out aggrieved.

Watching Xiaoman go out, the woman approached Xia Yan, stretched out her hands and pressed them on Xia Yan's temples, and sighed: "The old slave knows that the second lady is flustered, but a woman, sooner or later you have to get married, although you are married for the eldest lady, but the other party is a prince anyway, although you are not favored, you will not worry about food and clothing, even if there is really something in the future...... It doesn't have to be blamed on you, does it? If we weak women don't mix with the affairs of the masters, how can we have a way to live, the old slave and the little man are on the Zhuangzi, if there is anything, you will send someone, no matter what, you still have us! ”

Xia Yan was confused when she heard it, but she was more comfortable with her pinched head.

The picture that flashed in her mind just now carried a sad and desolate emotion, and although it finally calmed down, it still affected her.

[Host, this is a good time to receive memories and plots, please be ready.] As soon as the words fell, a large amount of information poured into Xia Yan's mind.

Xia Yan: "......" said that the preparations?!

Ling Jiaxue, the concubine of the right prime minister Ling Yuanhe, a weak and timid girl, has endured inhuman torture and pain since she got married, and death is a relief for her!

Xia Yan's memories are really lackluster.

Ling Jiaxue's fifteen years have been spent in the Ling family's back house, and she has never gone out of the house.

Her memory only let Xia Yan know the identity of the woman and Xiaoman beside her.

It was Ling Jiaxue's grandmother who pinched her head for her, she had been taking care of her since she was a child, her surname was Qi, she fled to Kyoto, her husband and children were dead, and after she sold herself and was selected by her aunt to enter the house, she treated the original owner as her own child and pampered her, but her thinking was old, and other aspects were fine.

Xiaoman was rescued by Mama Qi, her father was a gambler, and if he lost money, he used Xiaoman to offset the account, when Xiaoman was only five years old.

Mama Qi paid the money, brought her back, and worked as a maid for the original owner.

The aunt who gave birth to her was frail and sickly, and died when she was three years old, and since then, she has been taken care of by her grandmother, and she is almost an invisible person in the Ling family.

Mrs. Ling will not be able to torture the concubine, but it is true that she will not be very good to the concubine, just decent, of course, she just didn't see the example of people deducting the unfavored master.

The heroine of this world, Yang Yue, has crossed over, and for the heroine, is it a book that has been inserted into a book, or a sadomasochistic novel that she has just finished reading.

After she wore it, she found herself the heroine of this novel.

Yang Yue immediately panicked, joking, sadomasochism is deeply related to novels, and the heroines are the kind of non-humans who let you abuse me thousands of times, and I still treat you like my first love.

She doesn't have any masochistic habits of her own.

But at the time of her arrival, the marriage contract had already been set and could not be changed.

Yang Yue didn't want to get married, even if she knew that the current prince, who was not favored, would become a very powerful loyal king under one person and above ten thousand people in a few years.

But that doesn't hide the fact that he's a tyrannical man.

So she encouraged Mrs. Ling, and finally reached the idea of letting the original owner Ling Jiaxue marry instead.

At this time, King Zhongcheng was indeed very unfavored, and the right prime minister was also reluctant to marry him, and Yang Yue's idea was in the middle of it.

It's just a concubine, and he won't feel distressed if he throws it out as a waste chess.

But in the end? What made Xia Yan feel ridiculous was that he swore that he would never marry Yang Yue, who was loyal to the king, and finally married him.

and hated the original owner Ling Jiaxue to the core, just because she took the title of princess.

Even if she died, she would still be the princess, Yang Yue was just filling in the house, and during the New Year's Festival, she should kneel and worship Ling Jiaxue with incense.

"Sick, this is." After a big circle, I went back to square one.

It's obvious that she calculated it herself, but she hated the person she calculated, who is this?!

"I said system, such a person can also be a heroine?" It's too picky, right?!

System: [...... That's what you asked me in the last world.,I'll answer again.,The heroine has nothing to do with character.。 】

"Tsk!" Xia Yan grinned, very disgusted.

"Second Miss, let's eat first, go to bed early after eating, you have to get up early tomorrow." Mama Qi put down her hand, helped Xia Yan up, and walked to the table.

Xia Yan touched her stomach, as if she was a little hungry, and sat down to eat unceremoniously.

At this time, Xiaoman also came back, and under Mama Qi's gaze, he didn't dare to say much, just looked at Xia Yan and wiped his tears.

The deeds of these two people were in the hands of the original owner, and they had been returned to the two of them before Xia Yan arrived.

Mrs. Ling did not allow her to marry with the people around her, and arranged a few maids, all of whom were enchanting and colorful, and it was obvious what she was calculating.

It was the original owner who arranged for these two to go to her Zhuangzi, although the Zhuangzi was small, but it was enough to live.

After Xia Yan finished eating and washing, he fell asleep, and he slept quite soundly.

Even Mama Qi and Xiaoman couldn't sleep at all, they only watched Xia Yan on the side, sighing for a long time, and those who didn't know thought that they were going to marry these two people.