Chapter 268: I Feel Like I'm Dying
"Yue Qianhuang, it's all you! If it weren't for you humiliating me three or four times, and even framing me for breaking my body, I wouldn't have married a man I didn't like for revenge! My whole life has been ruined by you! ”
"Slut! You hurt me! ”
Looking at the fiery red wedding dress on the side, she gritted her teeth even more angrily.
A woman only marries once in her life, so naturally everything has to be the best, and the wedding dress is the most important thing. But what about her wedding dress? Because of the tight schedule, it was a sample picked directly from a ready-to-wear store, and it was not her dream wedding dress at all!
The wedding dress of her dreams needs to be carefully sewn by eight skilled embroiderers. The fabric of the dowry is the best cloud brocade in the embroidered city, the wedding dress should be embroidered with gold thread lifelike phoenix, the cuffs should be redundant double embroidery, the belt should be woven with gold thread, and the hem of the clothes should be embroidered with golden auspicious clouds, and ninety-nine different clouds should be embroidered......
But now what about this wedding dress?!
Saying what is the best wedding dress chosen, bullshit, it's just too shoddy!
"Yue Qianhuang, it's all your fault! I, Mo Qianqian, swear that I will cut you with a thousand cuts! ”
She kicked over the box containing the wedding dress in some annoyance, and watched the fiery red wedding dress scattered on the ground, not only did her mood not get better, but became more and more uncomfortable.
She raised her feet, but stepped on the wedding dress a few times, until she could no longer leave shoe prints, and then she leaned on the dresser with no physical strength.
She hadn't eaten for a long time, her stomach was empty, and her physical strength was a little exhausted. The action of kicking the box and stepping on the wedding dress just now was too violent, and she used all her strength at once, and at this moment the whole person felt weak, panting and leaning on the dresser, and even her head became heavy.
"Whew...... ...... whew," she gasped twice, but felt her chest swell and stuff as well.
In the past, when she lost her temper, she didn't feel anything if she didn't eat for a day and a night, and today I don't know what's wrong, she hasn't eaten for half a day, and she feels weak, as if even her bones are falling apart.
She twisted her eyebrows unhappily, using all her strength, but she still yelled outside the house in a low voice: "Go and urge the kitchen, why is the action so slow!" A bunch of rubbish! ”
After saying a word, she felt like she was going to die.
Princess Wucheng finally found some time to see Mo Qianqian, and when she saw that there was only one maid left outside the house, she asked, "How is Miss?" ”
"Back to the princess, Miss is hungry, Xiaocui went to the kitchen to pass the meal."
"If you're willing to eat, that's good, that's good."
Princess Wucheng's frustrated little maid patted the door and said to Mo Qianqian: "Qianqian, it's my mother, be good, open the door and let my mother in." ”
Mo Qianqian gasped, and wanted to get up and open the door for her mother, but as soon as she left the dresser, she felt that the world was spinning, and as a last resort, she leaned heavily on the dresser again, and she didn't even have the strength to bend over and sit on the stool.
"Mother......" she said weakly, but the words she said were quieter than the sound of mosquitoes flapping their wings.
"I ......" She wanted to tell Princess Wucheng about her current situation, but after only saying one word, she lost strength in her legs and fell to the ground all at once.
Hearing the movement in the house, Princess Wucheng was startled and hurriedly ordered the maid; "Quick, push open the door."
The three maids hurriedly rushed forward and slammed the door with their bodies. Their soft bodies slammed against the sturdy door, making a "thump" sound, and although their arms and shoulders hurt painfully, none of them dared to stop and rub their injuries.
One, two, three......