After traveling through ancient times, she became a wild woman

Arjun, who had done something bad, was coughing in anger in the cubicle.

Her eyes were fierce and her voice was as if poisoned: "Such a perfect plan, but she escaped!"

"Damn little dragon bird!"

"Damn it, damn it, damn it all."

Anyone who prevents her and Fengshou from becoming partners should die.

Whether it's A-Cha or the little dragon bird, even those who saved A-Cha deserve to die.

Because Arjun was always coughing, she lived alone in the smallest cubicle.

If she coughed quietly at night, the people in the next cubicle wouldn't be able to hear it.

But she coughed louder at night than during the day.

The coughing sounds were really miserable for the people living next to her.

Arjun kept coughing hard in retaliation, which made people feel annoyed, but they had to understand.

After all, Arjun didn't want to suffer from coughing like this.

The females who were on good terms with Arjun were all driven away by her cough after coming to see her.

Arjun sat leaning against the pillow, pinching it tightly with both hands, as if he was pinching A-cha.

The curtain was lifted, and her frosty eyes instantly turned into pitiful eyes like mist and dream.

"Arjun!"

Ah Cha came in through the curtains with a worried look on her face: "I made some medicine for you. I didn't put any honey in it. It might be a little bitter, but it will be more effective."

Arjun coughed weakly, showing a weak expression: "Acha, thank you."

She knew what expression to use to make A-Cha feel sorry for her.

Her weak, dying, yet strong smile touched A-Cha the most.

Ah Cha looked at her strong smile, and after a moment of shock, he showed a distressed expression: "Come, I'll feed you."

If she hadn't doubted Arjun, if Arthur hadn't reminded her, she would have felt sorry for Arjun when she saw her expression.

Arthur was right. A man who wanted her to feel sorry for him must understand her heart and please her so that he could control her.

Ah Cha put down the bowl and lowered his slightly cold eyes.

When he looked up again, he had a look of concern for Arjun: "It will be a little bitter, can you drink it?"

"Yes, thank you, A-Cha." A-Qiong forced a weak smile, "Thank you."

Ah Cha held the spoon and brought it to her mouth: "Don't keep saying thank you, we are good partners."

Arjun smelled the bitter and astringent taste and tilted his head slightly, wanting to knock over the spoon.

But I was cursing in my heart, damn A-Cha, why didn’t she die.

They actually made her drink such bitter medicine and didn't even want to give her some honey water.

A-Cha must die.

All dead.

Ah Cha looked at Ah Qiong coldly as he knocked over the bitter water in the spoon with his face.

She also pretended not to know, allowing Arjun to knock over the bitter water and pour it on her chest.

The bitter water was bitter and hot, and was specially prepared by her and Arthur for Arjun.

Arqiong let out a cry and quickly got up, not looking sick at all.

A-Cha pretended to be knocked down by her, and poured a whole bowl of bitter water in his hand on A-Qung's head.

Arjun covered his face and screamed, rolling on the bed.

Ah Cha held back her laughter in her heart: I’ll let you hurt me, I’ll let you hurt me, I’ll let you hurt me, I’ll burn you to death.

Arthur was absolutely right. It made me feel so happy to see the person who hurt me in such pain and sadness.

"Arjun, what's wrong with you?"

A-Cha hurried to comfort her and thrust the spoon in her hand accurately into A-Qiong's mouth.

The force was so deep that Arjun vomited on the bed.

Ah Cha apologized again and again: "Ah Qiong, I'm sorry, are you okay? What happened to you? Let me help you up."

"Be careful. Stop being so rude. Be careful."

Arjun hated A-Cha in his heart.

If A-Cha hadn't come to deliver the medicine, how could she have been scalded?

If she wasn't burned, why would she be stabbed by the spoon? If she wasn't stabbed, why would she vomit on the bed?

Ahhhh, the bed sheet that she had just coaxed another female to wash for her is now dirty. How is she going to sleep?
She is going to coax the female to wash her sheets. Doesn't she have any dignity?

A-Cha hurriedly put down the bowl and spoon, secretly hooked the clothes rack with his foot, and turned around to help A-Qiong.

Arjun grabbed Acha's hand, cursing in his heart and increasing the strength of his hands.

If she fell, she wanted Ah Cha to be hurt, otherwise she would feel unfair.

Ah Cha fell down according to her force: "Ouch."

The clothes rack she hooked her foot on fell down as she wished.

A-Cha fell down and hit Arjun.

When she was about to hit Arjun, she fell to the side.

The clothes rack hit Arjun's forehead with a bang, and it became red and swollen instantly.

Arjun was completely stunned.

Ah Cha, who was intact, quickly moved the clothes rack away, looking anxious: "Ah Qiong, are you okay?"

"I fell down just now because I was afraid of crushing you, so I fell to the side, but I didn't expect you to be hit by the clothes rack."

"Let me see, does it hurt?"

Aqiong, whose forehead was not only red but also had skin scraped off, wanted to kill Acha again.

It's all A-Cha, why is she hiding? If she doesn't hide, she won't be hit.

It’s all A-Cha’s fault, why doesn’t she just die?
Looking at Aqiong's forehead which was red, swollen and broken, Acha wanted to laugh.

She did as Arthur said, when you want to laugh, think about how miserable you would be if you lost your harvest.

Ah Cha couldn't laugh anymore.

Her face looked very ugly, as if she wanted to cry but was trying hard to hold back her sadness.

Aqiong looked at Acha who was about to cry, and the slight doubt he had just had disappeared in an instant.

She just suspected that A-Cha had deliberately knocked the clothes rack over on her, otherwise how could it be such a coincidence.

Now seeing Ah Cha about to cry, she overturned her previous thoughts.

That’s right, how could A-Cha, who was being played around by me, possibly suspect that I wanted her dead?

If you don't have any doubts, you naturally won't hit yourself with a clothes hanger.

A-Cha is still useful to her, and she cannot fall out with A-Cha.

Arjun forced a smile at A-Cha: "It's okay, it's not your fault, it was all an accident."

The unexpected master Ah Cha looked grateful: "Ah Qiong, you are so kind. I will make you another bowl of medicine. I want you to get better soon and never have to cough again."

Aqiong, who had not coughed since Acha came in, immediately covered his mouth and coughed heavily several times.

Ah Cha became even more anxious: "Lie down first and wait for me."

She was so strong that she pushed Arjun right into the filth she had just vomited.

Arjun's desire to kill A-Cha exploded again.

Ah Cha ran away with the bowl and spoon.

Arjun was left struggling to get up, his fists clenched, his eyes red, his teeth gnashed, unable to vent his anger.

She didn't dare to curse A-Cha loudly for fear of being heard, so she had to hold it in.

A-Cha is still useful to her, and she cannot fall out with A-Cha.

Arjun took a few deep breaths and forced a smile: "It's okay, you can do it."

Looking back at the dirty sheets and the messy cubicle, the anger that had just been suppressed rose again.

"Acha, you deserve to die!"

"cough……"

The coughing sound has never stopped since she fell into the ice water.

She really had a cough.

Arjun was about to cough to death, and wiped away the tears he coughed out: "They all deserve to die."

She was going to find some good-for-nothing idiot to help her clean her cubicle and wash her sheets.

As soon as I walked out of the room, I could no longer see any of the females that had been lingering in front of me.

Arjun: "..." (End of this chapter)