Chapter 1 Deep hatred

Style: Historical Author: Orange sand appleWords: 2386Update Time: 24/01/12 12:55:08
In the dim dungeon, the rotten smell of rotten wood was mixed with the faint smell of blood.

A woman's voice could be heard vaguely yelling and cursing, "So what if you are a direct descendant? You are not being trampled under my feet now."

Under the weak candlelight, the speaker couldn't clearly see her appearance. Even though she was wearing gorgeous clothes, her distortion from the inside out made people feel sick.

The girl was lying on the ground in a prison uniform covered in blood. Her face was stepped on by the man. Her hair was covered with mud. Where her ears should have been, her flesh and blood were blurred and blood was oozing out.

There was a big red spot on his face, the corners of his mouth were full of blood, and the hatred in his eyes was still seeping.

"Qian Shuyu, even if you become the crown prince's concubine, you are still a concubine."

He kicked her in the mouth, and the girl's teeth were broken, and more blood came out.

"Mo Lan, your mouth is really annoying."

Qian Shuyu took out a dagger and held it in his hand to admire.

Mo Lan recognized that this was the only thing Qin Jiyan left to her.

"ah!"

A cold light suddenly appeared, blood splattered everywhere, "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha". Looking at Mo Lan's tongue, Qian Shuyu laughed crazily.

He opened her clothes, cut open her arms, and carved the word "bitch" on her bones.

Suddenly, she lay on the ground like a mad dog and said in Mo Lan's ear: "Does it hurt? You will be in more pain tomorrow. I specially arranged for you to be the last one, enjoy it."

He patted Mo Lan's pale face, laughed and left.



The sky is clouded over.

Kneeling on the guillotine were a group of people wearing thin prison clothes.

The autumn wind blows!

Mo Lan shuddered.

Today was the day when the entire clan was beheaded. No matter how hard she tried, she could not change the outcome.

Watching the clan members lose their heads one by one!

As people say, if the head is lost, the scar will be as big as the bowl.

Mo Lan laughed crazily, and then turned into a low whimper.

In the past two years, she was a piece of shit despised by everyone in Daxing, a waste who couldn't cultivate.

She used to laugh at these people because they didn't understand the happiness of useless people, and they just wanted to spend their lives eating and drinking well.

Her parents loved her very much, even though she was a rare loser who couldn't practice in Chiyuan Continent.

But she was framed and left infertile for the rest of her life.

In order to keep her position as the princess, her father chose to side with the fifth prince.

The fifth prince and Beijiang teamed up to poison the emperor, but still failed to force the palace.

But she, the Mo family, didn’t know anything about the fifth prince’s activities from beginning to end!

No one listened to her, and no one believed her.

On the high platform, Qian Shuyu was looking at her proudly.

After the prince ascends the throne, she becomes the imperial concubine. How ironic for a noble concubine to be so superior!

"Sister! Sister!"

A familiar voice rang in my ears.

Mo Lan looked in the direction of the sound in horror. The crazy person in the crowd was Mo Ran. Why was she here?

Didn't he send her away from the capital?

"Ah!"

Mo Lan was speechless, she wanted Mo Ran to leave.

He stood up and tried to save her, but was kicked to the ground.

The guards held her down tightly, but it was useless no matter how hard she struggled.

Qian Shuyu flew up and grabbed Mo Ran's hair, faced Mo Lan, slowly raised the dagger and plunged it into Mo Ran's throat.

Qian Shuyu's face was dyed red by overflowing blood.

Mo Lan frantically broke away from the control and crawled to Mo Ran with the shackles on her.

"ah--"

His mouth was full of blood, and he screamed heartbreakingly.

The guard stepped forward and dragged her back. The wounds on her body were torn and blood stained the ground.

Qian Shuyu rushed forward and stabbed Mo Lan's chest with the dagger.

"Da da da-"

"drive!"

Qian Shuyu suddenly froze on the spot, her body trembled and she turned her head, and another arrow hit her chest.

The two arrows, one in front and the other in back, carried strong electric current.

The person who came down immediately wore a sapphire mask and walked up to Mo Lan.

Mo Lan smiled, her bet was indeed right, King Qi received her letter, but it was too late.

God, if you can give me another chance, I, Mo Lan, am willing to pay any price.

Suddenly there was a strong wind, and a golden light shone in front of everyone present.



"Miss, eldest lady? Please wake up, you have forgotten, today the second lady and you are going to Guo'an Temple to offer incense, please don't sleep!"

who? Who is speaking?

Mo Lan frowned, her head hurt, and she saw a vague shadow shaking her gently.

He sat up and shook his head, his consciousness a little blurry.

Isn't she dead?

The sun shines into the room, which is a bit dazzling.

The breeze blew the gauze curtains, and incense was burning on the magnolia table, creating a timeless atmosphere.

There is a green and green overlapping glass cabinet with a book underneath.

This is...my own room!

Ai Xiang saw her getting up and hurriedly started to help her get dressed.

"Miss, the second lady is waiting for you at the door. Don't let it slip that you went out for a drink with Miss Qian yesterday, otherwise..." Ai Xiang's chatter made her headache worse.

Ai Xiang only said these words on the day she first traveled through time.

At this time, the Mo family has not yet begun to decline, and everyone in the family is still alive!

She remembered that just yesterday Qian Shuyu asked Yuan to go to the Changyin Building for dinner. They could not enter the private room on weekdays, but they could easily go in yesterday.

After returning home, the original person died. She happened to be killed by a bomb, and her soul possessed her.

Apart from poisoning the food and wine, she couldn't think of any other reason.

Haha, Mo Lan couldn't help but laugh at herself. Why was she so stupid before? She couldn't think of this and pitied her for being a concubine whose life was not easy.

Mo Lan opened the door. Mo Ran, who was sitting in the yard, was obviously impatient with waiting. He put down the snacks in his hands and rushed forward. The two of them bumped into each other, and Mo Lan immediately hugged her tightly.

In the past, I only thought she was noisy, but now it was a luxury to hear her voice again.

Mo Ran whispered in her ear: "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, I haven't seen you all night and I miss you a little." Mo Lan touched her head lovingly.

Mo Ran chuckled, took her arm and said: "Let's go quickly, we can still catch Xin Fuzhai's steamed buns when we go out!"

As soon as he arrived at the door of Mo Mansion, he bumped into someone.

Qian Shuyu!

Mo Lan went up and slapped her.

Qian Shuyu was defenseless, her whole face was bruised and bloodshot, and she never expected that Mo Lan would dare to hit her.

She covered her face, eyes filled with tears spurred by pain, and looked at Mo Lan fiercely.

"Miss Mo, you were hungover yesterday and I came to see you out of kindness. What do you mean?"

Mo Lan smiled coldly: "Haha! You came to see if I was poisoned to death, right?" He looked at her coldly, as if he had seen through everything.

Qian Shuyu was so frightened that she froze on the spot. She had never seen Mo Lan like this before. More tears suddenly gathered in her eyes. She looked at Mo Lan aggrievedly and said, "We have such a good relationship, how could I harm you?

Did someone say something to you that made you misunderstand me like this?

I know that I am just a concubine and not as good as you, my legitimate sister. If my sister really gets angry with me after listening to other people's words, then just beat me. "

Qian Shuyu clutched the handkerchief, cupped his heart with both hands, and suddenly knelt on the ground. The expression between his eyebrows and eyes was just right, causing the onlookers to talk about it.

Mo Lan knelt down and lifted her chin: "Miss Qian, did I say you poisoned me?"

"Mo Lan! Don't go too far!"