After being reincarnated as a bad woman, I became my enemy?

Long Chaohua helped Mrs. Wang up with one hand, and handed the steaming porridge bowl to her with the other.

"Come on, drink it, let's discuss it later."

"Okay, thank you, Your Highness, thank you, Your Highness."

Mrs. Wang happily touched the porridge bowl with both hands, brought it to her mouth and blew, and then drank it.

In the first bite, I just felt a little salty.

In the second mouthful, there was a rattling sensation in the mouth, and a strong smell.

The third mouth...

"Bah, poof!"

Mrs. Wang turned her head and frowned, spit the porridge in her mouth onto the ground, and put the bowl on the table: "What is this!?"

"Porridge, the porridge from the porridge shed. Isn't it good?"

"Pfft, bah!"

Mrs. Wang's eyes widened, she glared at Long Chaohua angrily, and shouted hysterically: "Third Highness, if you don't want to save people, just say so. There is no need to insult me ​​with this kind of slop. Your second-rank general has a lot of contacts in the court, I beg you because you don't want to make trouble so that no one can get down, don't really think that I have to be you!"

"Insult, where does this come from? What's more, it's porridge, not slop."

Long Chaohua picked up the porridge bowl on the table and brought it to his mouth.

Under Mrs. Wang's horrified gaze, she took a full sip.

Throat moved slightly, gurgling.

The princess swallowed the porridge in her mouth, touched her mouth, moved her lips, and spat out a mouthful of saliva containing gravel on the ground.

"It's just that sawdust is added to this porridge to make people feel full, and sand is added to make people drink as much as they want without opening their mouths."

"You, you..."

"It's a pity that if you are really hungry, you won't care about these things. You should drink as much as you want."

Putting down the porridge bowl, Long Chaohua raised his head and squinted at Mrs. Wang, smiled and put his ten fingers together.

"Okay, I'm sorry I can't do anything about Wang Siliang, please go back."

"You, you! Except for poisonous insects like you, Dongzhou is really the misfortune of my Dalong Dynasty!!!!"

Mrs. Wang scolded, lifted her skirt, turned around and left.

Poisonous insect is a scornful name for the third prince, Long Chaohua, outside the palace.

Now that it is mentioned in front of Long Chaohua majestically, it is true that Mrs. Wang has lost her temper.

Long Chaohua narrowed his eyes, quietly waiting for the sound of Mrs. Wang's footsteps to go away, waiting for the door of his Peace Palace to be slammed down heavily.

After a while, she stood up, moved the chair that Mrs. Wang was sitting on just now, and stepped on the ground with her legs. The purple dragon's breath was wrapped around her feet, and the floor tiles shattered with just a light step. , revealing the space below the head.

Broken stones were scattered on the cloth bag in the dark compartment under the floor, and a man with his mouth covered was trembling constantly, looking up at Long Chaohua.

"Ugh, huh!!!"

"Look, I gave you a chance."

Long Chaohua pulled out the cloth stuffing the man, squatted down and said softly: "We have agreed that if your wife can drink your refugee porridge without changing her face, I will let you go back... But Look, it's not that I made this porridge with overnight porridge, but she can't drink it anymore."

"Your Highness, Your Highness...I'm confused, I'm not a human being, yes, I'm the one who withheld the food for porridge, you spare my life, spare my life!!!"

The man in the secret compartment is exactly Wang Siliang who was taken away by the "Second Prince".

Long Chaohua looked at him with a smile, and blinked slightly: "Don't be afraid, I just have a question to ask you."

"What, what?"

"Why do you want to buy those grains? Because of money? But the price of those grains is not even half of your monthly salary. It's not worth taking risks for these, right?"

"I was obsessed with money for a while, and I was blinded by lard. I was wrong. I beg you to forgive me."

"No, you're not greedy for money. You don't hesitate to marry such an old lady who is 13 years older than you, marry into a wealthy family, and change your wife's surname, which is enough to show that you are a man who knows how to endure and understand the general situation. Today, do this position."

"I'm greedy for money, I'm short-sighted, I beg you, Third Highness, please forgive me Third Highness..."

The man kept wriggling, and in the cloth bag, on the position of his thigh, a mass of blood stained with his wriggling.

"I guess, you look down on those beggars from the bottom of your heart, think they are good at hands and feet, and don't deserve to eat the imperial food that you are in charge of, so you deduct those and use gravel and wood chips to send those poor ghosts who pollute the capital?"

"me……"

"Don't be afraid, in fact, I think so too."

Long Chaohua grabbed Wang Siliang out of the hidden compartment, like carrying a large doll, and put him on the chair Mrs. Wang was sitting on just now.

Following her movements, the cloth bag was stained with more blood, and Wang Siliang's screams echoed in the dark room.

After putting away Wang Siliang, Long Chaohua sat back in her seat and picked up the rice porridge with sawdust and sand on the table again.

"Actually, you don't need to say it, I also look down on those poor ghosts-good hands and feet. If you have the strength to do something to earn a living, you can't eat enough? They come to the porridge shed to eat and drink, just thinking about getting something for nothing. Or maybe they I like this kind of getting something for nothing, so I became a beggar on the street."

"In that case, Your Highness, please let me go, I beg you..."

"But then again—there are always people with bad hands and feet, old age, or...crazy, foolish, foolish, stupid. They are not tolerated by the world, and they have no way to make money. They can only rely on Poor man picking up garbage to live."

Looking down at the hot porridge in his palm, Long Chaohua's smile burst into warmth.

"For that kind of person, this kind of hot porridge is actually not bad. If you leave out the sand, you will always be able to eat it..."

"you……"

Wang Siliang's heart trembled, he didn't understand what the Third Highness meant.

But Long Chaohua turned her head, and suddenly looked at Wang Siliang with an expression that fit a 15-year-old girl.

It's like showing off something.

"Do you know how you can sip the sand out when drinking this kind of porridge?"

"Eh……"

"You see, you only need to take a bite, then put your tongue against the palate, chew slowly, don't use your teeth, let the porridge flow from the side of your tongue into your throat very small, and then swallow it. "

In front of Wang Siliang, the majestic third daughter of the emperor, the third prince of the empire picked up the porridge given to the poor and refugees, raised her neck and swallowed it.

Gudu, Gudu.

Take a sip and spit out grit, take a sip and spit out grit.

For a monk, it is not difficult to filter out the sand in the porridge, but Long Chaohua did not use the slightest qi, but it was just as she said, as if she was used to drinking this kind of porridge, very relaxed, Not the slightest dislike.

He drank the "porridge water" that beggars would frown upon drinking.

"Huh... Although there is no way to completely filter out the sand, but this way, you can still have a full meal. It's a pity that the sawdust in it will still be drunk after all, it is difficult to digest, and it is easy to bloat your stomach. It rots."

Putting down the empty porridge bowl, Long Chaohua tilted his head and looked at Wang Siliang.

"So you see, it's not that you can't drink your porridge, and it's normal for you to look down on the poor—"

"Then what are you..."

"But have you ever thought about it, if there is a person, I mean, if... there is such a person, he is in trouble, he is crazy, but he happens to save a patient, that patient is very weak, He wanted to come to the capital to look for food, to try his luck, search and search, search and search, wanted to steal, but was beaten up, wanted to pick up some rotten fruit, but the patient couldn't eat it , he can only find porridge..."

Long Chaohua's face was slightly flushed, and her tone had some warmth.

"At this time, he found that there was a porridge shed in the city selling porridge. He was so happy, so he squeezed into a long queue, holding a broken bowl he didn't know where he picked up, and waited and waited, waited and waited, and finally it was his turn. Here he is... He made a bowl of porridge, carefully protected the porridge, came to the small den where he and the patient lived, and used a small spoon made of bark to deliver the porridge to the patient's mouth little by little inside."

Listening to His Highness's description, Wang Siliang only felt his scalp tingling.

Because at this moment, His Highness the Third Highness definitely did not look like the vicious princess known as the "Poisonous Bug". Instead, she looked like an ordinary little girl, a young girl who was addicted to romantic stories and couldn't extricate herself.

"He found sand and sawdust, do you think he would be annoyed, would he feel that he had squeezed in such a long queue and waited for so long in vain? Would he wish that what he could get was a little thicker? , more delicious porridge? Will he be a little angry, will he scold the high-ranking official who gave away the porridge? Call her fake compassion, call her a joke on the poor, call her a poisonous insect?"

When Wang Siliang heard this sentence, his face turned pale with fright.

He thought that Long Chaohua was taking revenge on the poisonous words his wife scolded before leaving, so he begged for mercy.

"No, no, it's impossible! Third Highness, please calm down, please calm down!!! My mother-in-law just made a slip of the tongue in a hurry, we are definitely not..."

"She scolded me, I'm not angry. But when I think about it, when I think about it, if that person ends up in Kyoto, if he drinks this kind of porridge, if he calls me a poisonous insect... oh...you may not understand, that kind of It feels like, like... It's more uncomfortable than having my liver and intestines dug out."

The princess lowered her head, and bit her thumbnail in a sense of loss, making a creaking sound.

"What if I can't even give him a full meal? What if I'm the side that makes him sad, I've been thinking about these questions since I knew you put condiments in the porridge, and they're like It's centipedes, spiders, and scorpions, all crawling all over my body, biting every inch of my skin, every tendon, I feel so uncomfortable... so scared, so scared."

Long Chaohua curled up, and suddenly began to tremble. She was trembling and raving in small bits, and Wang Siliang was so frightened by her crazy posture that she didn't dare to take a breath.

His heart was beating violently, and in the bag, his severed limbs began to ooze blood.

After shivering for a while like having an illness, Long Chaohua turned her head, and the expression that belonged to the "poisonous insect" princess appeared on her face again.

"Master Wang, you made me unhappy, very unhappy. So I decided not to look at his face and forgive you. You are not a human, but a big rat, a big rat that gnawed on the granary and became fat, you know? Fat Fat and fat mice that eat food are edible and can be roasted and eaten."

"Third Highness, Third Highness!!! Third Highness!!!!!!!"

"I really like the rats he baked for me, but unfortunately, you can't, you can only use them to roast... skinned, haired, and long wooden sticks that go through your mouth and your ass The inside protruded, and it was roasted on the fire, it was sizzling and oily, and it was fragrant, and then, and then—”

Scarlet light came out of the crimson eyes.

The poisonous insect grinned, revealing its sharp teeth.

"That's right, that's right, that's right!! I'll give you this big roasted mouse to your wife to eat, and eat it with the porridge you made yourself, haha, just like what he and I did back then In that way, don't you think it's quite warm, quite loving between husband and wife?"

"Third Highness!!!!!!!!! Help, help!!! Who will help me!!!!!!!!!!!!"

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"Sister."

"Ok?"

On the double bed in Linlang Academy, early in the morning, Hang Yanling, who was bedridden, tilted her head and looked at Xiao Xiaoling who was hugging her waist, and asked with some confusion.

"Since you know my memory from 300 years ago, you should know that I have a wife in Dongzhou, right?"

"Ah."

"Hey, she was dead when I met her, and then she became crazy. But that was at least three years later-she should still be a princess who makes trouble now, and she should still be a normal person, not crazy yet ?”

"Well... if you think so, I think so too."

"No, what do you think?"

"My thoughts will always be the same as yours."

"Oh, well, it's a waste of me to ask you."

Hang Yanling held her head, looked up at the ceiling, and smacked her lips: "Although I don't want to see her again to change her fate and make her a lunatic... But I still want to see her before she went crazy, she was a princess Hey, I don’t know what that stupid woman looked like when she was a child, hehe. My lord princess, maybe she’s reserved, noble, well-clothed and pampered.”

"..."

"You said that if I scare her with a roast mouse, will she scream and kick me out? It's obvious that she liked to eat that thing most before."

"do not know."

"Tsk tsk, this time I'm in Dongzhou, if you have a chance, take a peek at her."

Chapter 7 Linlang Expedition

After staying in bed for a long time, Hang Yanling reluctantly got up, yawned, rubbed his sleepy face and washed his face in front of the sink.

He decided to leave for Dongzhou three days later, and take advantage of this time to enjoy the college life. After all, he bid farewell to Linlang Academy after going to Dongzhou in his previous life.

This time, it probably won't develop to that point. After all, I only studied for one year. Although I didn't learn anything at all, this kind of life with a dormitory for sleeping and a canteen for eating is better than my previous life. I don't know where it went.

Hmm... After graduation, I will honestly go back to Lianhua Palace and stay with my masters and uncles to teach and educate people. Then I will find a chance to send Yu'er under the door of Lianhua Palace, and I will guard these children from now on. Grow up, eat and wait for death with peace of mind.

Hang Yanling, who was happy about the beautiful plan for the future, couldn't help raising her head, but was hugged on the back.

Something soft stuck to his back, and there was only one other person in the room besides himself.

"I said sister, didn't I post it for you for half an hour today? Why is it still not enough?"

"Not enough, never enough, unless you come back."

"Hahaha, let me refuse, okay, okay, I'm almost done washing my face, and it's your turn soon."

"I don't want to wash...you wipe it for me with a wet towel."

"Okay~ah."

Hang Yanling was in a good mood, so she obediently agreed to Xiao Xiaoling's request, dipped her head in some water with a wet towel, and then returned to the bed, Xiao Xiaoling sat on Hang Yanling's lap, with one hand on Hang Yanling's shoulder, making Hang Yanling didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he raised his arm and rubbed it on Xiao Xiaoling's face instinctively.