Fast Transmigration: The villain is pampered and flirtatious

The next day.

"Princess Nineteen, breakfast is here."

Hongsang put the bowl on the ground in an arrogant manner, pinching her nose with her hands to avoid the unpleasant smell from the bowl.

Meng Jiao turned her back to Hongsang, and did not move a muscle.

Hong Sang muttered: "You won't be out of breath, right? It's fine if you die, so I'll have to wait on you in the cold palace!"

A gleam of joy flashed in her eyes.

As long as she dies, she will be a homeless person and can walk out of this ghostly place.

The reason why Hongsang has such an attitude towards the original owner is because she has resentment in her heart.

After the maids enter the palace, they will be dispatched by the Ministry of Internal Affairs to various palaces to do things.

If you want a good job, you need money to manage it, otherwise, you have to resign yourself to fate.

And Hongsang belongs to the kind with a high heart and a little bit of life.

She was then assigned to the Leng Palace, along with another court lady, Xiaolan, and a little eunuch with no power.

The current empress wants to let the people all over the world praise her for being virtuous.

The three of them were sent to the cold palace, and they were called to take care of the original owner's daily life.

In fact, when he knew that the original owner was bullied by the palace people, he watched coldly.

Hongsang always felt that.

With his own beauty, it will be a matter of time before he is favored by the king.

But I came to Lenggong, a place where nothing shit happens. Let alone seeing the king, even the royal relatives with a little status will avoid this place.

She believed that the culprit who caused her to fail to achieve what she wanted was the original owner.

If there was no original owner, she would not have come to the cold palace.

Maybe now he has become the master of the harem who eats and drinks spicy food.

The resentment that came from this, Hong Sang poured it on the original owner.

At first she didn't dare to go too far.

Later, after knowing the character of the original owner, it became clearer that there was no one in the harem to support her, so Hongsang became unscrupulous.

"Princess Nineteen?"

Hong Sang approached to check Meng Jiao's situation.

"Princess Nineteen..."

When Hongsang was approaching the bed, Meng Jiao jumped up, and she pressed the piece of porcelain hidden in her sleeve against Hongsang's main artery. The sharp piece of porcelain cut through her fair and tender neck in an instant, and the warmth The blood fell on the ground like a blooming blood lotus.

Hongsang felt a tingling pain, and suddenly panicked.

She said incoherently: "Come on! Princess Nineteen is crazy!"

[Host, you are so handsome! 】

The system turns into a little fanboy.

The host's flowing movements are really eye-catching.

When Meng Jiao heard the system's flattery, she almost failed.

"Sister Hongsang, why do you... Princess Nineteen..."

Xiaolan heard Hongsang's shout and came running. Seeing this scene, she was too shocked to speak.

Where is this still the nineteenth princess who is bullied by others?

"do not come."

"Hi~"

Meng Jiao gave a verbal warning, and the tiles under her hand got a little deeper, and Hongsang gasped in pain.

She narrowed her apricot eyes and looked at Xiaolan, "Remember, this is the fate of you who underestimate this princess."

After finishing speaking, the tile in her hand slashed towards Hongsang's wrist, severed her tendon.

"what!!"

The sound of Hongsang's ghost crying and wolf howling resounded throughout the cold palace, and the miserable lingering sound continued to echo, like a ghost wailing.

Xiaolan swayed and fell limp on the ground, she vomited on the ground uncontrollably sideways.

"Little Dezi."

Meng Jiao put the fainted Hongsang on the ground, and stared coldly at the door.

She is from hell.

Compared with the brutal torture situation there, what she did was nothing more than a trivial matter, not worth mentioning.

However, it is more than enough to deal with these gangsters.

Meng Jiao never wanted to take Hongsang's life.

In doing this, she not only retaliated with an eye for an eye, and relieved the hatred of the original owner, but also meant to kill chickens and monkeys.

Meng Jiao mainly wanted to intimidate them.

"Nu Nu Nu is here."

The little eunuch standing outside the door crawled in tremblingly after the scene just now.

Knowing current affairs, he knelt by Meng Jiao's skirt, "Princess Nineteen, please tell me."

Meng Jiao glanced at the dying Hongsang with her eyes, and said, "Go and find a doctor girl for her, just stop the bleeding, no treatment is needed."

Her voice is delicate and soft, and her pair of big sparkling eyes seem harmless to humans and animals.

Everything is business as usual.

The difference is her aura, which can make people surrender with just one glance.

"Yes."

Xiao Dezi swallowed, his shoulders trembling and his head drooping.

Princess Nineteen's trick is really ruthless!

Hongsang is arrogant by nature, if she knows that she is permanently disabled, she will definitely live a life worse than death.

And when the people in the harem saw her end, they didn't dare to provoke her, the princess of the cold palace, easily.

The princess kills two birds with one stone in this way.

"Next time." Meng Jiao waved to Xiao Dezi.

Xiao Dezi explained as if he was carrying a heavy burden: "The slave will leave."

Perhaps for the sake of currying favor with Meng Jiao, Xiao Dezi did not show any mercy when he carried Hongsang out, even though she was suffering from the coma, he was still rude.

After the two retreated, only Meng Jiao and Xiao Lan curled up and trembling were left in the cold palace bedroom.

There was a lingering smell of blood in the air.

Xiao Lan received Meng Jiao's gaze, and immediately knelt down tremblingly and said, "Princess, please forgive me! This servant was deceived by lard before, and I will never dare again!"

She kept kowtow.

"You should know that no matter how unfavored this princess is, it is also the blood of the current king. To take the lives of a few of your servants, this princess doesn't need to make a fuss at all."

Meng Jiao raised her brows, dismissively.

If the original owner was not too weak, they would not dare to intensify.

and so.

It is not unreasonable that the saying that people are good at being bullied, and horses are good at being ridden by others can be passed down through the ages.

"Yes, yes, what the princess said is very true." Xiaolan praised repeatedly.

"For the sake of pulling Princess Ben yesterday, Princess Ben will let you go today, but death is inevitable, and life is inevitable."

Meng Jiao spontaneously felt an innate aura of nobility, and looked down upon the court lady Xiaolan.

She bit her fingertips and thought for a while, "I'll punish you by slapping yourself twenty times." Meng Jiao's voice was soft, not arrogant.

According to the information, Xiaolan once slapped the original owner twice under the instigation of Hongsang.

Then today she will let her pay back ten times, and repay the original owner.

It just so happened that the task was met with an eye for an eye.

"My servant thanked Princess Nineteen!"

Xiaolan kowtowed sincerely.

Compared with the princess's punishment of Hongsang, this is not a punishment at all.

After half an hour.

With her face swollen into a pig's head, Xiao Lan respectfully withdrew from the cold palace.

She didn't need to bruise her flesh and blood, and didn't need to break her limbs. When Xiaolan slapped herself, she put in all her strength. She was afraid that if she wasn't strong enough, Meng Jiao would withdraw her life.

At that time, it will not be as simple as being swollen into a pig's head.

"System, why is there no notification sound? Could it be that the hidden mission is not over yet?"

Meng Jiao waited and waited until there was no notification sound in her head, she asked suspiciously.

[Yes host, here I show that the progress of the task has reached 70, and there is still 30 left to complete. 】

said the system.

Meng Jiao frowned, "There are still 30." She muttered, "Who else is missing?"