Reborn Movie Queen's Growth Story

Since then, sun dashai often went to her room, sometimes had a meal, sometimes just sent her some clothes and accessories, but more often, he spent the night in her room.

With the increase of times, Qinghuan gradually understood how wild the man was. In addition to the initial tenderness, most of the time Qinghuan felt that this man was venting his uncontrollable ferocity and control to her. After the end, Qinghuan was always covered with scars, and he would touch her skin a little, and his eyes showed the lazy satisfaction of the beast after a full meal.

That kind of look frightened Qinghuan. He didn't care whether she was in pain or not. What he wanted was the beauty of erosion and withering after abuse, which made her feel that she was just a desirable tool to use, not a living person.

But Qinghuan didn't dare to refuse him, because she once pushed off on the grounds of physical discomfort, but as a result, he asked a doctor for her pulse and exposed her ridiculous escape. Such a step-by-step pressure made her feel unprecedented suffocation and depression.

Occasionally, he would go on business and spend the night in other women's rooms. Only then did she feel the air flowing around.

Qinghuan is not familiar with sun's house and seldom goes out. Even if she goes out to breathe, she doesn't go far, so she hasn't met other aunts and wives in the house until April, when the cold spring is gone, sun dashai is busy with the war. When she goes to the garden, she meets four women sitting in the pavilion.

Someone greeted her from a distance. When Qinghuan was halfway, a woman who had already put on a forked cheongsam came up and took her to sit down in the pavilion.

The first sentence is: "this is the new sister? I saw her for the first time. She is really a beautiful girl made of exquisite crystal. No wonder the marshal always goes to your room."

It was clearly a word of contention and jealousy, but Qinghuan just heard a share of schadenfreude pity.

Qinghuan heard the reputation and saw the woman in a jacket and cloak opposite him smiling at her with her eyebrows raised. When she saw Qinghuan looking at her, she said, "my sister doesn't speak two words. I'm afraid I'll leave a scar on her sister's neck."

Qinghuan moved her neck. The wound rubbed with her collar, bringing out a pain that made her shudder. "You have a lot of injuries like this."

She was tongue tied with Qinghuan's anger, unwilling to bite her teeth and stare at her, "Marshal loves you so much, your good days are still long!"

"Ah, Wan Bai, why did you choke again? Didn't you say to come out to relax? Don't be angry. You're still sitting in a small month." the woman standing behind Wan Bai pulled Wan Bai's arm.

Xiaoyuezi... Qinghuan looks at her again. Although she has put on rouge, her pale face and tiredness have nowhere to hide. In addition, she is so thick in such warm weather. It is not difficult to think of how weak her body is.

Qinghuan swallowed her words and hung her head in silence.

"Is your name Qinghuan?" the woman sitting on Qinghuan's right hand talked to her.

Qinghuan raised her eyes. She was also wearing a jacket, but she didn't wear a cloak and made up, but she was as haggard as Wan Bai. Her face was calm, her eyes were peaceful, her mouth was smiling, and she looked quite approachable.

Qinghuan nodded, "yes."

"This is madam," the woman who pulled Qinghuan into the pavilion reminded.

Qinghuan nodded again, "madam, how are you."

Mrs. sun falsely helped Qinghuan's forearm, "Wan Bai said that they are all sisters. Don't be so polite."

Qinghuan is silent.

Mrs. sun looked at her carefully again and said with a smile, "it's true that it's like a rumor. She's a figure of the country and the city. Qinghuan girl deserves her name."

Qinghuan respectfully said, "madam, the false praise is just an exaggeration of the world."

Mrs. sun saw Qinghuan's resistance, smiled and stopped talking.

Qinghuan has met many times in this afternoon. When Wanbai's body is well maintained and the tail of spring is gone, the women wear fresh cheongsam. Qinghuan can even talk with them.

Of course, this heat only lasted until sun dashai returned to his house, the second day, the third day... It was not until half a month later that Qinghuan was finally able to pack up her clothes to cover her scars and go out for a breeze.

She went to the pavilion as usual, but there was only wan Bai sitting in it. She squinted at the sparkling water in the pool. Her calm face was despair she couldn't understand. "Everything is dead, and he is the only God."