I hate my mother, I am her most beloved daughter, how can she be so ruthless.

However, my mother hugged me and cried so hard that I broke my heart.

Suddenly I understood what she meant.

Sitting on the bed in a daze, let the blood and tears flow from his face.

I don't know who to hate, whether I hate my mother, although she ruined my appearance, but it was to save me.

Hate Daddy is not capable of protecting me, but what can he do, how can Renchen fight with the Son of Heaven.

I hate the emperor and the world, I really hate it.

After the disfigurement, my father asked me to put on a hood, and then took me into the palace to face the saint, saying that I was accidentally scratched on the face by the mad cat at home, and I was not blessed to enjoy the emperor's grace again.

I know the intentions of my father and mother, the emperor takes a fancy to my beauty, if I am disfigured, he will not accept me as a concubine again.

However, they all underestimated the mediocrity of the emperor.

After seeing my disfigurement, the emperor was furious, saying that my father had deceived the monarch and deliberately ruined my appearance in order to prevent his daughter from entering the palace.

He killed my father and beheaded all over the house.

As for me, a weak woman who has been branded as a demon girl of the country, the result can be imagined.

There was still the emperor to protect him before, but now he is disfigured, everyone is abandoned, and no one has reached out to help.

Eventually, I was burned at the stake.

Burned alive in front of everyone.

My family was ruined, my heart was like ashes, and I was tied to the fire.

On the day of the execution, there was a circle of people below, with hateful faces, pointing at me.

Said that I was a demon girl of the country, said that I was a water-based poplar, said that I was shameless, said that I seduced men at a young age, cursed me not to die well, and it was best to go to the eighteenth layer of hell after death, and I would never be able to live forever.

I listened numbly to the foul language and vicious words, and my heart was like ashes.

What did I do wrong, where did I offend them, why did everyone hate me to the bone?

I'm just a six-year-old girl.

The fire lit and burned to my feet, then my body, and it hurt and hurt.

I was in pain, I screamed, I wailed, and yet, no one could understand my pain.

The worse I screamed, the more hideous the smiles on those people's faces became, like devils.

The fire burned, and finally I couldn't scream, and I knew that I was going to die.

In a trance, I remembered the master's words, this woman was born with a curse, and she was infamous for the rest of her life, and she could not die well.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, after all, I'm dead.

However, what terrified me was that when I died, I opened my eyes again and became a croaking baby again.

Unlike in my previous life, I have memories.

Before death, everyone's hideous faces are still in front of them.

The pain of being burned by the fire seemed to be still burning my skin.

The scenes of the past life are so clear.

I was scared and hesitant, and I didn't know why this was happening.

I wanted to scream, but when I opened my mouth, it was the heart-rending cry of a baby.

Soon I got tired of crying and fell asleep.

Slowly, I accepted reality and was reincarnated with memories.

What if I don't accept it, after all, I'm still a baby and can't do anything.

In this life, I was not so lucky, I was born in a poor peasant family, and I often did not have enough to eat three meals.

I am the only daughter in the family, but my father and mother are very patriarchal, and they don't look down on me as a daughter, and they often beat and scold.

Coupled with the fact that I have memories of my previous life, those painful experiences linger and create a very introverted personality, which is even less pleasing.

(End of chapter)