Quick Transmigration: The villain's little flirt is wild

Chapter 72 The Regent's Cannon Fodder Ex-Girlfriend 3.0
"My lord, you finally woke up!"

Chi Mo struggled to open her eyes, a huge and complicated memory flooded into her mind, it was so chaotic that her head hurt from swelling.

She half-opened her eyes, slowly digesting the client's memory.

This world is the standard evil prince falling in love with me, the prime minister's daughter and the evil regent pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

The client is the cannon fodder predecessor of the male protagonist Shen Junqian before he met the female protagonist Lian Anqing. He said that the ex was actually a brothel woman rescued by Shen Junqian on a whim. Misunderstanding and the client drunk disorderly sex.

For the client, Shen Junqian is the god in her world, pulling her out of the quagmire, giving her a life without being beaten or worrying about wrapping her belly, she wholeheartedly relies on and admires him, and enshrines his words like an oracle.

She was just a pastime for Shen Junqian when he was bored, so how could he take it to heart?Because of a joke made by his half-brother Shen Junhua, he gave the client as a gift to Shen Junhua to ridicule him, resulting in the client's tragic death in the Colosseum.

Before she died, she was still hoping that the person she worshiped as a god could save her from danger, but Shen Junqian didn't even give her half of it in the corner of her eyes.

The client didn't understand until before he died that Shen Junqian was not a god who could save her from fire and water, he was a demon who brought her from one hell to another, a demon who pushed her into the abyss.

The node that Chi Mo traveled to was exactly the moment before she died in the Colosseum.

Chi Mo rubbed his forehead, took the water glass handed over by the servant girl and sipped it, moistened his dry and sore throat, looked at the blurred reflection in the glass, and curled his mouth slightly.

The client died with resentment towards Shen Junqian, and she was also an innocent victim in the power struggle. Her wish was not difficult, to obtain the supreme power, and to make everything Shen Junqian hoped for come to nothing.

The more he wants to accomplish something, the more the client wants him to taste what it feels like to fail.

The reflection in the water glass was blurry, but the client's appearance could be vaguely discerned, Chi Mo caressed his cheek gently.

There is no god who descends from the sky with great mercy, if he wants to escape from the quagmire, he can only redeem himself...

Be your own god.

"My lord, do you feel better?" Ziluo asked her in a soft voice as she slid down her back gently, her brows were furrowed tightly and worried.

When Chi Mo was sent back, his whole body seemed to be fished out of blood, and there was hardly a piece of good flesh on his body. She was frightened and foolish. Fortunately, the emperor sent an imperial doctor, otherwise she and Chi Mo would be in this palace together. Helpless, she couldn't even find a way to ask for help.

"Yeah." Chi Mo nodded, looking at Zi Luo who was sitting beside the bed, she was the only maid willing to accompany her into the palace, and also the only one who treated her client kindly.

After the client's death, because she was helpless in the palace, she was bullied and excluded by the eunuchs and maids, and finally died of depression.

Ziluo's eyes were red, she didn't hold back anymore, and cried loudly: "My lord, you scared Ziluo to death!"

Chi Mo's hands were covered with rough bandages. Under the blessing of the system, her wounds healed very quickly. At this speed, the wounds on her body would be completely healed within ten days.

She raised her hand and rubbed Ziluo's head, her voice hoarse: "Don't cry."

Ziluo was sobbing, wiping her tears, carefully avoiding the wound on her body and hugging her, her voice muffled: "My lord, you can't be so willful anymore, and you can't leave Ziluo alone."

(End of this chapter)