"Ah——!h

A scream resounded throughout the palace.

In an inconspicuous corner of the palace, Mu Fanxi was curled up on the ground trembling.

The index finger of her right hand was broken raw, and the fingers were swollen like a weaving shuttle, thick in the middle and thin at the end, and the whole finger was so red that it was dark and purple. She was sweating profusely in pain, and her head began to gradually faint.

Before she could have a chance to breathe, someone kicked her in the abdomen again: "What a shitty billet, how can you be contaminated with your mother's things?" ”

In a haze, Mu Fanxi saw the figure in front of her move, and saw that Concubine Yu threw the handkerchief that had wiped her hands and landed on her face. A smell of sandalwood rushed into his nostrils, and his stomach felt sick.

At this time, a delicate and sweet voice came from her ear: "In the future, the things she touched will be thrown away to the palace, and the road she has walked will be cleaned by the palace." Since she got involved in the flowers raised in this palace, she will waste her hands. Also, a few of you went back and changed all the peonies in the palace to the palace. ”

"Yes, sissy."

"Okay, let's go back to the palace, I have to serve the emperor tonight, and I can't make a big fuss."

"That's what the mother said." The sound faded away.

Mu Fanxi can't remember how many times this is. Since the death of their mother, they have hurt themselves more and more.

In the blurred vision, she seemed to see her mother looking at her with tears on her face, she reached out to grab it, but she couldn't reach it.

"Mother...... Take me away......"

Mu Fanxi wanted to shout but couldn't, the grievances in her heart broke out instantly, and she sobbed and cried. At this point, she couldn't tell whether it was a pain in her heart or a pain in her fingers.

Tomorrow is the death day of the mother, and she loves peonies the most.

In order to sacrifice, Mu Fanxi wanted to secretly go to Yu Guifei's palace to pick one, but he didn't expect to be discovered by a passing palace maid, and even shouted loudly.

The palace maid's shouts alarmed Concubine Yu, and she sent someone to drag Mu Fanxi here, and when she came up, she was beaten violently, and she personally broke her right finger that touched the flower.

She doesn't understand, isn't it just a flower? Growing up, she didn't do anything to hurt others, so why did they hate themselves so much?

In the middle of the night, dark clouds rolled in from the south, stirring the sky. Thunder erupted and heavy rain poured down.

Mu Fanxi didn't know how long she had been lying down, she struggled to get up and dragged her tired body back.

The heavy rain soaked her to the bottom, and the eunuchs and palace maids passing by didn't even look at her, let alone take the initiative to hand her a paper umbrella.

There should be no prince and princess more depressed than her.

When I walked to the residence, I was desolate.

The bamboo beside the wall has long been yellow and withered, as if it will be broken when broken, the shriveled and yellow bamboo leaves are scattered, and the wisteria flowers on the wall are only withered. The plaque on the eaves fell a thick layer of dust, and the words "Qing Leng Xuan" were faintly visible. The name is appropriate, but it is not only cold here, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is desolate and dilapidated, and the cold palace is a little warmer than it.

Mu Fanxi pushed open the broken door of Zhu Qi, and with a "squeak", he said the years and vicissitudes here.

Once inside, she soaked her swollen right hand in cold water, which was not clean, and the pain eased slightly.

She burst into tears and knocked over the basin.

It's useless, nothing will be done! What if the fingers are good? Won't it be the same next time?

Mu Fanxi looked at the bronze mirror, as if she saw the figure of her mother, she remembered the last words she said to herself before she died: "My Xi'er, I have to live well." ”

But what is the meaning of living? If you continue to suffer, it is better to end it.

She pulled out a strip of white silk from the cupboard. Come to think of it, this was the leftover material for the concubine to make clothes for herself.

Mu Fanxi stepped on the stool, tied one end of the white silk to a knot, and threw it out with all his might. Bai Aya walked around the beam, she tied the ends of Bai Aya together, closed her eyes, and stuck her head in without hesitation. Then he kicked over the stool, and the suffocation sensation invaded instantly.

She clearly felt the pain of Bai Aya embedded in her skin, her entire face began to become congested, and her head swelled as if it was about to burst.

When he was dying, a voice that looked like a man and a woman drilled into Mu Fanxi's heart: "Are you willing to die like this?" ”

"Who is it?" Mu Fanxi couldn't speak, so she could only ask in her heart.

"I'm a demon. I can help you if you want. ”

"I ...... It seems that there is no reason to live. ”

"You have! They deceive you, insult you, frame and kill your mother, but your father is unmoved! Look at the scars on your body, think about what you've been through, don't you hate them? The voice of the demon is seductive, word by word, full of emotion, and every sentence is heart-wrenching.

"Hate? How can you not hate! ”

When I think of the old days, how vicious they were! In the early years, Yu Guifei fell down and had a miscarriage, which made her mother bear the charge of murdering the prince, and dragged Mu Fanxi, who was only eight years old, aside, so that she could watch her mother be beaten to death with a stick, bleeding all over the ground.

It was late autumn, and she would never forget how red the maple leaves scattered all over the place were in the courtyard!

After the death of her mother, her father, the emperor of the dynasty, ignored her and was extremely indifferent.

She lives alone in Qinglengxuan, and no one in the palace is willing to serve. But she is a princess after all, and in order to prevent her from starving to death, her subordinates have to throw a few hard steamed buns and rotten vegetable leaves to feed her every day.

However, these people were not satisfied, and once they were unhappy, they beat and scolded Mu Fanxi. But just beating and scolding was not relieved, and they also used knives and fire, as if torturing her was their only pleasure.

How could she not hate all this?

But so what, the end of her resistance will only be tortured worse.

"I can make them pay." The voice of the demon seemed to be real and magical, haunting her heart all the time, "Don't you want to torture them? Don't you want them to pay for your mother's life? Don't you want to get out of the sea of suffering? ”

"Think...... I think! I think!! I think!!! Mu Fanxi dreamed of killing them, wanting them to suffer the same pain as herself, "As long as I can kill them, I am willing to do whatever you ask me to do!" ”

"Hahahahaha! Good! Then make a deal with me. As long as you are willing to give me your body, I will help you get revenge. I will give you great power and you can do whatever you want! ”

Body? Oh, her tattered body is no longer her own: "Take it as you like." ”

"Good girl, I won't let you down."

In an instant, I saw the white silk hanging on the beam of the house breaking. Mu Fanxi hung in the air, and a black fog overflowed from her heart, and red light flashed in the fog, enveloping her.

Outside, the rain stopped abruptly and the wind began to blow violently, as if the whole palace was about to rise from the ground. The eunuch who carried the sedan chair couldn't stand on his feet, and accidentally threw out the concubines on the sedan chair, and the palace maids and eunuchs were blinded by the demon wind, and they fell to the ground and didn't dare to move.

At this time, Yu Guifei was asking someone to move in chrysanthemums of different colors, but the wind blew dozens of chrysanthemums away, the flower pots were torn apart, and the soil made the entire dormitory embarrassed.

The emperor was also frightened and asked the eunuch to find Taibu to suppress him, but Taibu was blown away and couldn't walk.

After a moment, the wind stopped.

Mu Fanxi also fell from the sky, her right hand was already intact, and the other scars on her body disappeared without a trace. The appearance of thin skin and yellow skin and shrinking eyes and cheeks caused by insufficient food and clothing is also gone.

She seems to have changed into a different person, her complexion is ruddy, her skin is like congealed fat, and she is a beautiful woman.

It's a pity that the beauty has a thin and cold bottom of her eyes, and the black abyss is full of killing.