The Concubine of Transmigration is Difficult

Chapter 52: Good Life Serves Her (1)
Thinking about how timid I was, my head was smashed, I wiped the blood stains on my face with a handkerchief, I covered my forehead and found a clean place to sit down and didn't dare to move, for fear of angering that irrational person again mad Men.

Staring at the murder weapon not far away - a jade lion ornament, it was revenge.It is also fortunate that the Jade Lion is only a little bigger than a fist, and the impact is not too heavy. Will there be a scar on the forehead?

Yijun curled his lips secretly, his whole body hurts every time he moved, how much strength did he exert?
Unable to get out, the man was half leaning against the door, his eyes closed tightly, his face turned from blue to white, and then from white to blue.From far across the room, she could hear the creaking of his joints.The beast trapped in the cage was digesting his anger little by little, waiting for an opportunity as if it could explode at any time.

What happened to him?Yijun thought back carefully, just now in front of the Eldest Princess, he felt that he was not normal, holding her waist tightly as if... as if, grasping something that could be relied on.

She was frightened by the word "reliance", and secretly poohed twice, and then thought that the people in the room had keen hearing, and no sound could escape his ears, so she sat up straight and dared not make any movement.

The carpet under her body is soft and fluffy, leaning against a cabinet, Yijun looked at the furnishings in the room boredly, there is a sandalwood desk next to the window in the east, and the four treasures of the study are displayed one by one on it.A Duobao grid spanning from the ground to the top of the beam separates the study from the Ming hall, Yi Jun is not in the mood to look at the rare objects on the Duobao grid, anyway, she does not know the goods when she sees them.

The noon sun shines into the room, and the corners of the book case and the treasures on the Duobaoge emit a faint halo, warm and peaceful.Dust rolls and rolls in the rays of light, stretches its body at will, and after showing its wonderful figure, it falls gently on the table.

In the middle of the room is a big smoker with a tripod and animal gold hollowed out. Wisps of clear smoke overflow from the hollowed carvings around the smoker.

Looking past the tables, chairs, weapons, and the bedroom to the west, I finally fixed my eyes on the large screen door facing the door. The Moyu Tongliang screen engraved with soldiers fighting fiercely, roughly counting there were probably more than a hundred people.

Soldiers drive horses, with spears and daggers intertwined, and those who survived take a break to catch their breath. After being stabbed in the back, they looked back with shock, mixed with pain and despair.The dead man's hands hang down weakly, and two people who are desperately fighting are stepping on the corpse...

From afternoon to dusk, the light in the house turned from bright to dim, until he couldn't see his fingers. Yijun kept staring at the screen, watching other people's struggles and victories. The honor of blood and sand came from turning Shura.

The room was silent, and Yi Jun took a peek at Shang Kun from time to time, watching him turn from irritable to calm, and then from calm to weak, just like the moment before a cheetah runs wild and exhausted.

On this day, she saw countless faces of him. He was domineering and irresistible in Qingfengling when she got up early, arrogant and unruly when she returned to Beijing at noon, and she was as ordinary as every grandson loved by her grandmother in front of the eldest princess. It is extremely dangerous, and there is no reason to shoot and hurt people.

He is really fickle, Yi Jun secretly thought.Accompanied by Geng Le's regular rhythm, she slowly closed her eyes and crawled on the carpet to fall asleep.The people shrouded in shadows also stood up slowly, walked towards the back hall in a nonchalant manner, jumped into the water with a splash, and the room returned to calm.

At first she felt chills and shivered with her arms around her shoulders. Later, she swam in the warm water and felt so comfortable that she didn't want to go ashore.Until smelling the aroma of the food, Yijun swam down to the bank, grabbed the braised pork elbow and put it in his mouth.Seeing that she was about to bite into the meat, the elbow turned into Shang Kun's arm, and the bean-sized beads of sweat turned into small black bugs. It was horrifying and terrifying, and she was so frightened that she threw away the things in her hand and jumped into the water.

Feeling suffocated, Yijun began to struggle desperately again, and swam to the surface of the water.She exhausted all her strength, but she couldn't reach the water surface, beating her chest and sighing.

Suddenly opened his eyes, it turned out that he was dreaming, Yijun turned his eyes to see where she was.There is a gauze tent above the head, and a three-color painted animal horn cabinet is placed against the wall on the side of the bed, which is gorgeous and atmospheric.A little farther away, the three-layer colored gauze curtain hangs lightly, blocking her view and unable to see the panorama of the house, but the furnishings here are obviously feminine.

Fortunately, she is not in Shang Kun's house.

Yijun sat up with her elbows up, and finally found the source of her chest tightness and suffocation - there was an incense burner on the Fengzu table, and the strong and pungent fragrance permeated along the four corners of the animal.

She was congenitally weak and could not smell these precious spices. The last time Zijun brought home a small part of the spices that Aunt Luo left to distribute to relatives and friends, most of the rest were exchanged into baht at the spice shop.

Hearing movement in the inner room, the colorful curtains were raised layer by layer, and a seventeen or eight-year-old maid came in first, wearing a chest-length skirt, with fair skin, bright eyes and white teeth, and somewhat pretty, she lowered her head and asked Ask: "The girl is awake?"

"What's your name for elder sister?" Yijun didn't dare to put on a high profile, she was a girl from the Luo family, and she didn't have the appearance to show off in the eldest princess's mansion.

(End of this chapter)